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Titip love from another world, Raziq_ part 2

The pregnant woman continued to enjoy the ice cube flush sirop, I stayed next to her and rounded my heart to say everything. It is not about not being able to stand the pressure of guilt, but there are also children who must

fight for his life rights. Papa Mama Ria obviously already knows or not I don't know.

“Ri.. about your baby sister, Papa Mama already know? I mean.. have you toold them? Raziq's parents? Did they know? Do you want to tell them? Umm. sorry, not kepo or want to meddle gur ‘Ri.”_ in one breath I spent a question that I prepared since I don't know when. Responsibility, there is courage.. uh, time. uh. oh what! whatever.

“One if ask Hyang.. silent silence, once asked like a firecracker repeat ‘gitu!? Where's the buzz?!”_ continue eating ice.

“Ish! I full his head taukk!! So that's it. that's why do it! I from when to know want ‘nya to lo. But ‘waiting for the moment fitting.. . Bokap ma nyokap already know ‘Ri?”

“Bodo’ highly! I don't think Hyang.. They want to know what about me? As long as my Mbak reports are still ‘live, they won't care about anything else!”_ the answer is indifferent, the ice is up, put a used bowl in place

wash the dishes and go to his room. I followed along.

“If Raziq's Ortu?”_question me again as soon as we get the mattress and I help him fix the back pillow. He limply rested his back while stroking his stomach.

“Not yet.. should I tell Hyang? They know my whereabouts may not. as long as I'm dating Raziq, not even if he talks about ortu, the same as I”_

_Okay.. This is hard guys!?_ “Umm.. anu loh ‘Ri.. the.. umm..”_ confused me viewers\, ORIGINAL!! ‘how to tell Raziq's parents about this while the relationship that became the origin plus the person who

just involved they don't know?_

Ruh Raziq is coming. Much cleaner now. His empty eyes were staring at his lover whose stomach was now beginning to show. Although straight without expression, I can feel “emosi” raziq. Between longing, loving and

the sadness that intervened became an extraordinary emotion that I had never felt in any living human being. Well. not the ones that I’ve met anyway.they are average humans whose contents are only ego. No heart nor gentle feelings attached.

I looked at Raziq and Azria alternately, I was swept away in this romantic moment. Till.. “Ow!!.. Dede, why kick mommy?!_ Azria exclaimed as she stroked her stomach. Sontak Raziq and I moved closer. Our

kompak also stroked Azria's stomach.

“He motion Hyang!! ‘emang ade baby at what age can kick that kick?! Eh. lo ‘kan have never been pregnant huh, where do you understand?! Hahahahahaaa.. maaaappp!!”_ replace her rep but happy so felt. The excitement of a mother. Her face was seriously getting prettier as her eyes shone so happily. I liked. Raziq I sure like it too. His ghostly face became a little less frightening. Haha. not that I’m scared of him. The face of a ghost to me is nothing scary. When they appeared, I was shocked at most. Reasonable right?.

“Hyang.. bengong again!”

“Ah-hah-iya-what-“Ri?”_ glegepan is..

“So what to ask?” Ruh Raziq turned to me. His face reflected a surrogate to tell him about his dreams and wills. Ow.. C’mon Raziq!! help me a little!! not following 'nodong that is!?

“RAHYANG!! Lo again ‘ngapain anyway? Bengong lo different deh.. Is there a ghost?? WHAT??!! Where is hyang manaaaa.. WHERE IS GARLIC?! WHERE IS TASBIH?? Aduuhh.. amit amit jabang babii. patient yes ‘nak, patient.. Mommy find first it's protection!”_ I who was busy with my own nature was more busy

look at the pregnant woman who is constantly repressing panic clearly and wiri wara around the room. The garlic? Is there a vampire? (‘Emang lo fear garlic ‘Ziq??) uh huh? A tassel? Aduuuhh.. why the hell ‘nih bumil one?!.

“Ria.. ‘Ri, Ria!! Woii.. What the hell lo? Aduuhh.. slowly dong way!? RIA!!” come along with the repet, right?!. “AZRIA PRINCESS ROMANSYAH!!” anxiety so that he even more tight thumbs lyrics lyrics every corner of his room

I don't know what to look for!?.

“Wait a minute Hyang, where is that garlic pinned on ituu??! Says the Ma'am, if you are pregnant, you must bring ‘gituan, to be safe from demons and friends!!”_ reply Azria without looking at me.

Waita.. WHAT??.

“Hahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaa... hahahahaaaaa. gee ‘Riiiiiiiiiiii!! Who taught you super silly things

souuu??!! Hahhahahahaaaa.. indeed you think Raziq will be ‘nyokir with onion pierced his nose tuh?! i've forgot.

I pointed towards the spirit of Raziq. Ok. Azria stopped the wara wiri and looked at me now and sharply. Ok guys.. Ackward was at once afraid I saw his eyes that were shot yes... The feeling of being black all the hell like Valak's eyes??!! Ouch!!

“Aaa-pa Why? Rah-ziq-he? Ra..ziq?? A-aa-da Raziq's? My raziq?? Where's Hyang?? Where's she?? Show Hyang Show!! Azria hysterical. “Mana Hyangh? Show.. I beg you!!” his screeches again interrupted the scattering of cries. His hand held his stomach and the heartbeat of the two of them was so fierce it sounded now in the form of

dentam drum tubed tubi. Mixed with the cry of Azria.

“Quiet ‘Ri.. quiet darling.. calm down first, do not ‘nangis first. yes.. I pointed out where Raziq, yes? Calm down huh? Here ‘yo... here sit here. drink first,”_ I thrust a glass at him, he just holds it and.

not drinking a mouthful. Instead he turned to me still with his tears that seemed difficult to stop. I turned to Raziq who was now sitting next to Azria and rubbed his back. At first glance felt his hope to be felt as well by the calming Azria gesture. Ahhe..

“Aduh.. si ade’ nendang lagi.. Hyang, hahah.. kenapa ‘nakku, kenapa sayang..”_ Azria teralihkan oleh tendangan si kecil yang mungkin karena merasakan sentuhan sang ayah jadi ber-Euphoria didalam sana. Manisnya . Aku hanya

I could watch that bitter sweet scene and without feeling I was also shedding tears. My heartache multiplied a hundred times. Because me and my frivolity become like this. Ahh.. The evil you are Hyang!!.

I go to the toilet, I stay in their room. I went downstairs and looked for a corner. There's none. All the spaces contain. There's no way I'm spilling all my heart out in an open place like this. In my fear

grabbed my car keys and drove away. Whither? I don't know.I haven't decided yet. Obviously I just want to go to a quiet place and roar as it becomes. I want answers. I'm going to ask the universe to help me deal with all these fears. I can't take it anymore.

I arrived at the end of one village that I found after just taking a turn in leads to a place that even names or this where I no longer know. The sky is getting dark. I drove my car

go on and end up in a place where no one but me and the trees are high. The village was no longer visible. Goodgood. Great spots. I turned off the car and was about to breathe the air out there, before the tip of my eye caught a long white-bearded old man and wore a long white robe. I turned to him and pulled the car down. I looked at him. Grandpa is fragrant, like the smell of sandalwood and pine so one. There was a slight chill in my nose that either belonged to the grandfather or the rest of the AC earlier. It is clear and cold.

The grandfather did not look back at me, his mouth in rhythm with a gentle stomp on the prayer beads in his hand. Then his voice that was quite heavy and resounding sounded.

“Where are you son?”

I blinked and swallowed. I don't know why this time I had the creeps to meet a subtle creature. Stuck slightly. And instead of answering, I cried loudly. Keep crying and crying. Grandpa was silent and continued

dhikirnya, let me cry. After my tears dried, I heard the voice of the grandfather again. He said;

“Aki understand confused child. but sanes kitu carana (he speaks fine Sundanese, meaning that is not the way) sanes kitu nyanghareupan world of tea. sanes kitu narimakeun nu so fate of children. Malik

sagala ka Gusti Allah. serenkeun ku pidua, ku Istigfar, I pray. Kudu obedient, tawakal, sincere kana sagala rupi

jajalan destiny. Regepkeun sagala nu katempo, regepkeun sagala nu is felt to be garbage. O Allah is Holy. Sock pok baledog nanaon tea.”

(_Grandfather understands your confusion, but that's not the way. That is not the way to face the world. Leave everything to God, accompanied by prayer, Istigfar, prayer. Obedience, trustworthiness, sincerity in everything that

become your destiny path. Impregnated/reviewed whatever looks, feels and applies. Hold only to the Most Holy God. Do not play a hit what it is._ meaning of the grandfather's speech)  

I was still so happy and still looking at my grandfather. I do not fully understand what he meant, because I think, I ‘kan have not asked anything and that is not my question. But because I cried maybe I was no longer as upset as you were before here and yesterday. My head starts “ringan”. I can think, a little bit.

“Kek... I feel I have killed someone kek.” I tried to reach the grandfather's hand in the hope that he will look at me and we can communicate with the right gesture. His hand I could not see and he did not flinch, still looking straight and thinking. Just the air in my hand

which changed a little. Between warm and cold. But it feels peaceful. So I held my hand “on top” the grandfather's hand. Continue my question. “I have a lot of weirdness ‘Kek.. besides being able to see the spirit of the spirit and other subtle like this grandfather, I can also curse people ‘Kek.

brand-new. Every time I get angry, I always get out of control and start scattering. A lot of strange things then happened.but never like yesterday when Raziq.” I started crying again. The gloominess of the faces of Raziq and Azria was also the tiny heartbeat that I liked was fluttering. I cried again and repeatedly Istigfar also apologized. The grandfather this time turned his hand to my head and was like a loving stroking. Saying;

“Istigfar nu seeur. dzikirkeun nak.. it was once wrong orapi salip ti Gusti nu Maha Suci, keun nu atos kajantenan mah, nyungken mixed ka Gusti Allah, ka, jalankeun naon naon nu janten amanah.

taken to satan naon naon nu gaduhan ku son.”.

(_Istighfar many, never forget or slip from the Lord Who

Most Holy. Let what has happened, ask God for forgiveness, continue

whatever path is your path, your trust. Not once, though

taken to the path of the devil whatever you have_)

After saying this, the grandfather disappeared. I was just left behind. But unlike his arrival that I didn't realize, I saw him leave this time. Or at least I can feel it by the way his “thickness” to “thinning”, thinning,

woosh poof. I named him Grandpa Beard. Thank you for accompanying me grandpa.. . The rest I'll think about later when I'm home, or during this trip home. I don't know. My heart is a little calm and it feels like I'm ready to talk to Azria. It would be weird what his expression or response would be, Lillahi Ta’ala. Aami..

I drove my car to Azria's house. A little I glanced at the car.. Ouch!? AT ONE IN THE MORNING GUYS!!_ Strikes gas... fast road quiet –dohh.. ‘norot nganaa Hyaangg?!-

Pray the complex gate has not been closed guys..

　

P.S: it turns out I was driving until almost Puncak Pass guys... from bogor!? Astagfirullah. and what’s make it worst, now feel cold!! Jackets somewhere, my clothes are also house clothes.._ Next episode tomorrow.. A blink of an eye!?. Stay safe all.