The Blood Of God's

WE ARE UNITY #50

Ali's residence, Saptamarga-Botupingge, at 19:15 WITA.

that night was the seventh day of mourning, the death of Inayah Amalia Ali. All members of the Lasantu-Ali nuclear family were present and their relatives.There were also Nunce Hamid and Dino Hamid, respectively, the leader of the Hamid family who became the talk of two large families because it was suspected of wanting to control the plantation owned by Inayah who inherited it from Saripah Hamid.

Haidar invited, some scholars who are good at reciting spirit prayers.following the prevailing custom, the, he and Haanish wore a long-sleeved white shirt and wore a salve of batik material and his subordinates black trousers of cotton.The distinctive Gorontalo batik sarong was coiled on the waists of each of the two men. as for the priest and wearing a robe while the invitations wore white shirts and black pants.

in the spacious room, lay a long white cloth placed various kinds of special dishes for the show mongaruwa. on the outside of the expanse of dishes that lay rows of plates containing white rice.

at the end of the row occupied by the priest, there is a large tray containing incense, dishes containing alama and several other devices.In addition to being the host, Haidar acts as the host. he said a few words before the invitations surrounding the dish.the man brought a sentence in fine Gorontalo language which essentially allowed the priest to start praying.

the priest nodded and asked for the approval of the invitees.they nodded, allowing the priest to begin the procession of the prayer of the spirit.Alonged by a puff of smoke and the smell of incense (alama), the procession began.

at the peak of the priests and the invitation to enter the ecstasy phase while continuing to chant the dhikr La ilaha illa Allah very quickly and some other invitations say sentences that are clearly heard only la-ha-la-ha-i-iand so on until the priest stopped the recitation of the dhikr and continued it with the closing prayer and the tranquilizing prayer of the spirit.

finished the procession of reading the dhikr and Haidar again said the sentences in Gorontalo which means allowing the priest and the invitees to enjoy the dishes that have been provided.

Djalenga, who was in the line of invitation, followed what the invitees did. he reasoned for himself what should be done based on his observation of the activities of the invitees.

as for the guests, the other invitees pluck up a table filled with a stretch of buffet pans containing dishes. Aisyah together with Aya Sofia served the invitees. Marissa was only asked for help occasionally because Aisyah understood the condition of her sister-in-law who was pregnant young. Marissa should not be too active.That first pregnancy was very susceptible to miscarriage.

after the meal, Haidar appeared again to bring the sentence in Gorontalo to the priest and the invitees who basically told him that the meal was finished and continued with alms giving. Haanish appeared carrying a tray containing a pile of envelopes filled with money which Haidar then took and distributed to the invitees. The priest is singled out because the envelope money is somewhat more than the other invitations.

after distributing alms, Haidar then told in Gorontalo that the next event is the delivery of takziyah words.The speaker of takziyah words is a scholar who is fluent in the delivery of these sentences.

the event lasted until it was completed at 22. Haidar greeted the preacher and inserted alms into his palm.The man left the residence of Ali, delivered personally by Haanish using Haanish's Tuatara V33K.

now the residence was deserted. Inayah's absence made the house so desolate, and silent. Haidar stepped slowly towards the family room.His steps stopped and his gaze led to a long sofa.seen in the trajectory of memory, the shadow of the mother was seen sitting on the sofa staring at Haidar and smiling.

two points of tears slowly fell down the cheeks of the man.His face again memamdang a large portrait showing the figure of Sandiaga sitting in an official suit, flanked by Inayah who wore a typical Gorontalo kebaya and Rosemary who wore a kimono. his steps again swung closer to the large portrait.

quite a long time Haidar looked at the portrait. his fingers then outstretched touching Inayah's face and back tears the man, this time a bit much although he did not hear crying and sobbing.

the sound of footsteps approaching was ignored by Haidar who was still touching the portrait. Aya Sofia who was wearing a canal dress and a veil approached and hugged my father's arm.

"Change... miss jadda huh?" aya Sofia asked softly.

Haidar lowered his hand and turned to look at Aya Sofia.The girl could clearly see both of Haidar's eyes that had been wet, but the contours changed to resemble reptilian eyes.

Aya Sofia was momentarily stunned to see both eyes of the father and then her fingers stretched out following the scars on the cheeks of the man.Slowly both eyes Haidar who had resembled reptilian eyes returned to existence as usual eyes.

"If... Sophie?" asked Haidar in a hoarse voice.

Aya Sofia rested her head on Haidar's boat. "Honestly, Aya did not expect and until now, Aya missed everything about Jadda" replied Aya Sofia. "There's no grandma as good as jadda."

haidar's tears are getting louder and louder to hear the child's answer. Aya Sofia looked back at Haidar and took off her armband.

"Change... Jadda may leave us. But, he will always be with us." said Aya Sofia who also began to hold back her stuffing and her sentence began to stammer. "Jad. da.. always... Abah.. sela.lu is here." said Aya Sofia touched his chest reassuring his father that the child was willing to lose his grandmother.

suddenly Haidar hugged her daughter and shed a cry without her voice there while both were witnessed by Aisyah from afar.

"Change.. miss right.. same jadda.." said Haidar in the end softly, then took off his embrace and looked at Aya Sofia. "But... Abah will try to let go. as long as you two...."

Aya Sofia who had also soaked her eyes suckled the tears on Haidar's cheeks. "Change... Sofi won't leave Abah... Umma too. sure."

"Promise?" tajut Haider.

Aya Sofia nodded. Aisyah finally approached Haidar and hugged her gently.

"Abah is the best father for Aya..why does he look for another, when there is the best father to protect him?" aisyah said to calm Haidar's heart while shaking.

"And me to you?" sue Haidar with a whimper.

Aisha approached and whispered. "The perfect husband."

Haidar smiled in a cry without his voice.he hugged the two tightly and bit his lips so that the sobbing would not come out of his mouth.

Djalenga looked at the three people with a smile and then turned around to leave the room, returning to the guest room marked.there he met Haanish and Marissa who had just arrived and climbed the veranda.

"Where's heidar?" ask Haanish.

"In Big Brother." replied Djalenga then parted into the room.

Haanish and Marissa continued to open the door and stepped inside then found the three who were temporarily hugging each other strengthening themselves.

Haanish was just about to comment when Marissa immediately smothered her husband's lips. Haanish looked at Marissa who was shaking her head and the man understood.the two stood quietly letting Haidar ease her heart which was temporarily shaking.

Haidar seemed to know the whereabouts of his sister then said. "Sit down. We're done." the man let go of his embrace and stood looking at Haanish. Aisha herself suckled her tears, and so did Aya Sofia.

"It's nice to watch a live drama like this." Haanish commented with a smile then stepped on the sofa. While Marissa, as usual immediately invited Aisyah to leave the place, let their husbands get involved in serious conversations.

Haidar stepped around the sofa and sat down. "I'm sorry... I got carried away.. anyhow in my memory..."

"That's Chouji.." haanish. "Aren't you the only one grieving. don't you think I'm grieving? he was an important figure in my life after Okasan.he who raised my degree and pinned my father's clan behind my name...."

"We're both now orphans, Eiji." said Haidar softly.

"God will not give a test that a servant, Chouji, cannot pass." Haanish said. "At least we are both grateful that he left us when we were both established" he comforted, "Think of how the fate of the man his mother's father left behind was not well established at all. we're both still very lucky, Chouji."

the story of where Rosemary died can be found in the Flamboyant story.

Haidar looked at the words of his brother.and Haanish was right.The man finally nodded to understand the truth of his brother's pathological speech.

"You're right. I'm sorry.." said Haidar.

"Now our job is to free Dinara and punish Nikolai for his actions" Haanish said. "And make sure, he feels how Mama's suffering."

"I'll kill him." said Haidar. "You're with Djalenga in charge of freeing Dinara."

Haanish stared long at Haidar and finally nodded. "All right, I'm going along with your will."

Haidar nodded. "Stay a day here. accompany us. This house feels so quiet."

"Every human being will surely encounter a phase of silence, Chouji, all you do is accept that silence, don't reject it." Haanish said.

Haidar stared a long time at Haanish until he finally got up and stepped away from Haanish who just sat folding his hands in the chest.

Haanish sighed for a moment then got up and stepped towards the kitchen.

...*******...

Haidar stared at the vast pond filled with giant lotus leaves.There were a few lotus stalks that spouted its beautiful pink flowers.

ouch... here again....

the man looked at his hands, as well as his own body which was now wrapped in white toga-like clothes that looked brightly revealed a faint shadow of his bulky-shirted body.

why am I here again???

Haidar returned to look until he finally found no way but to cross the vast lake that was covered by some giant lotus leaves.

haidar's steps began to swing across the lake utilizing the foothold on the giant, rounded lotus leaf, he continued to tread carefully while his gaze watched the surroundings.

the atmosphere is quiet and peaceful. Haidar heard the chirping of birds but did not find a single bird that perched or flew just once.

so long the swing of his steps tracked one after another giant lotus leaves until finally he found a shallow surface.at the end of the lake there is a hill that flows waterfalls. but actually that is not the main thing than its concentration.

in front of him stood staring at the waterfall of a large tall figure and full of bulge like a bodybuilder.The hair of the figure was gondrong back and was yellowish black. the figure turned its back on Haidar who had arrived at that place.

"Assalamualaikum.." said Haidar.

the figure turned around and stunned the man.The figure was the embodiment of himself who was possessed by the blood of a god.the figure of a lion-faced man with a dense mane and a body full of muscle protrusions.

"You.." cried Haidar restrained.

"Why? why are you surprised by yourself?" ask that figure. "Am I not you? you are me? what surprised you?"

"Where is this?" haidar looked around again. "I feel familiar with this sight."

"Of course." said the figure. "You were trapped here as a child, when you couldn't accept the fact that your love for Marina Williams was untenable."

"Where do you know?" pekik Haidar was shocked.

the figure laughed then roared for a moment, he then looked at Haidar. "Don't I tell you, we are a whole entity in different forms."

Haidar stepped closer to him and the distance between the two was now facing each other.

"Aren't you." said Haidar.

"I know.. I know.." interrupted the figure. "You're questioning the blood of gods... Aren't you?"

Haidar remained silent and stepped onto a rock on the shallow lake, climbing it and sitting cross-legged on the rock.

"Now say." sue Haidar. "Why can't I control the blood of a god so it turns into you?"

the figure again laughed then stepped closer and stood in front of the stone occupied by Haidar.

"Who said you can't control the blood of a god? you just have to accept and admit the mistake, you do not want to accept and admit it by heart, even though your own body has recognized the efficacy of the blood of the god." said the figure.

"Thus it turns into you?!" todong Haider.

the lion-faced figure chuckled. "Know my Haidar, not the embodiment of the blood of a god. that thing only helps bring out the extraordinary potential in you."

"Then you?" tajut Haider.

"I am your own animalistic nature which is considered by the blood of the gods to be able to carry your heart's aspiration to uphold something that you consider to be contrary to your heart." replied the figure.

"That means, I was able to neutralize the influence of the god's blood?" ask Haidar.

the creature shook. "You will forever not be able to neutralize the blood of a god. The blood has been fused with your blood now. All you do, just accept and acknowledge.that's it. is easy right?"

"I don't understand.." murmured Haidar with masygul.

"Whoever knows himself will know God." said the figure. "A true fighter, knows exactly who he is." []