The Faithful Heart

Dead Lights

The atmosphere of Hana's house looks quiet and dark. Only the lights near the gate were lit. Slowly she moved the gate of her house.

" Greeeekkk."

" Not locked?" grunts Hana.

He led his motorbike into the yard slowly and then parked it there. There is a little fear and doubt. There was regret in his heart for refusing Laura's offer to drive him home.

After the karaoke Hana Laura and Yusuf stopped by Rara boutique to pick up the suitcase of Joseph who was still there. Laura intends to drive Hana home in her car, but Hana refuses and chooses to go home alone with her motorcycle.

Tumben house looks lonely. Where's Mom's dad? Is it sleeping? Is it 21:15? Usually they wait on the terrace while drinking tea? Know this I did not refuse Laura's offer to take her home. Why is it so dark anyway? What's the light off? There is diesel at home. Do not have a thief who wants to patronize the house.

Hana took her phone for lighting assistance. Hana's steps are getting slower and hesitant. His neck feels creepy. The mouth of Hana komat kamit reciting the verse of the chair. Arriving near the garage he was flabbergasted because the garage door was slightly open. He pointed his phone inside, nothing strange. Inside the garage looks lined with fortune and avanza cars.

Hana's feet continued to step towards the main door.

" Ngeeekkk.." The door opened as Hana pushed it slowly.

" Deg..deg...deg.." Hana's heart beat faster.

May Allah have nothing.

" Dad.....? Mum.....?" call Hana slowly.

Hana entered the door of the house with full vigilance. The flashlight on his phone he turned off, even he also took off his shoes. His feet stepped slowly trying not to make any sound like a surveillance scene in the action movies he often watched. He sharpened his eyes and ears trying to look around in the darkness.

" Deg.." Hana's body jolted as a hand held onto her shoulder.

" Dad..?" lirih Hana's.

Silence has no answer.

Don't really throw?

Hana took a deep breath to shake off all fear. He moved both his hands, swiftly gripping the hand that was still on his shoulders and slamming it with all his energy. The person behind Hana fell forward. Not waiting to get up, Hana twisted the person's hand and locked her body at Hana's feet.

" Aouw aouw is sick...!" yelled the man in pain.

" Byaarrrr.." suddenly the room became bright.

" O Allah Gustiiiiii .....!!!" shouted Hana's mother while running tergopoh towards Hana followed by Hana's father behind her.

" Dad..? Mum....?" Hana was shocked when she saw that her father and mother were already in front of her eyes.

" DEPUTYAAAAA...!?" hana's strangulation when she saw the person she was twisting her hand turned out to be a love of heart that she had longed for so long. Hana blinked her eyes repeatedly convinced herself that the figure under her feet was not just a hallucination.

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The god had just arrived at Grandma Ira's house and immediately rushed towards Hana's house. He was unable to delay his heart's desire to immediately meet a lover whom he had only been able to meet through dreams and applications.

Accompanied by his favorite black motorcycle from a long time ago, he split the night streets withstanding fatigue and exposure to the night wind.

God stopped his motorbike in front of a blue fence. Excitedly he struck a bell at his side.

Not long after Hana's father came and opened the gate.

" I'm sorry who's looking?" ask Hana's father politely.

" It's my Om." God took off his helmet.

Hana's father's eyes looked down on God's face.

" Dewa...? Oh my God, I got to pangling. You look different, more handsome." Hana's father chuckled.

" Let's go in, come in."

The god parked his motorbike in front of the house and followed Hana's father into a white house. The interior of the living room looks modern with an elegant and luxurious impression. The walls are coated with wallpaper touches of marble motifs combined with a sofa in light ash. A pleasant combination to the eye. Hana's family home has been restored. Now the house is bigger and better. Bedrooms that used to be only 3 are now 5.3 rooms owned by Hana, Evi and Hana's parents. Two more are guest rooms.

" Buuukkkkk, look who's coming." cried Hana's father into the house.

" Who the hell is Dad? When the tumben shouted." Hana's mother came stirred from the inside approaching to the living room.

"Let's see who's here?" hana's father said again.

I stared at the face of God.

" Dewaaa... Is this you, son?" hana's mother felt the face of the God.

" Add your handsome." Hana's mother's hand still hasn't budged.

" Ahem ehm, his hands are conditioned." Deheman Hana's father resuscitated Hana's mother.

" He he's sorry, well the caliphate is exhausted God handsome really." Hana's father glared at his wife.

" He he is reasonable Yah muji prospective ghost. Do not worry, in the heart of the father's mother remains number one." Hana's mother's hand turned to gently caress her husband's shoulder.

" Eh until I forget to make a drink first yes." Hana's mother wanted to move but immediately prevented by God.

The god handed over a large paper bag to Hana's mother.

" It's there's a little by by Om and Auntie, I hope you like."

" Eh what is this? I even bother to bring it by. Thank you yes. Aunty make a drink first." Hana's mother moved while carrying a paper bag from God.

" Don't bother Auntie, but if there's ginger milk the same sponge is also not what. God kangen very same cake made by the aunt. It's delicious there's no opponent, he he." said the god without shame because he already considers Hana's mother's father like his own parents.

" O kangen same sponge, do not worry Aunt get it first, stock in the kitchen is still a lot. He he."

"Where are you, Om, how come you don't look?" The god was looking for the girl who became his life spirit.

" Oh, Hana hasn't come home yet. After returning home, she called her mother to go to Laura's place. Soon to go home too. Usually if you play home at least 9."

" Well, by the way, how's your parents doing, all right?".

" Thank God, everyone is healthy. How healthy is it, right?"

" Yes this way, Thank God all are given health."

The god and Hana's father dissolve into their light conversation.

" It's a special sponge and its ginger anget milk. Let's quickly taste it still warm." Hana's mother put three cups of ginger milk and a plate containing sponge.

" Thank God you like it, by the way you go home alone or with your parents?" ask Hana's mother while sipping a drink in her cup.

" I went home alone, my parents are still in Germany. Later if you have just returned to Indonesia, most next month .The plan is to have a wedding."

" wedding? Is your mom or dad getting married again?" ask Hana's mother innocently.

" Huh?" The god gawked towards Hana's mother, stopping chewing the sponge inside her mouth.

What is the marriage of mom and dad? Hana's mother how the hell is this?

"Mom is mbok yeah don't be weird when you say. Cook God's parents to marry again? The marriage of God. Is it God's son?"

" He he, yes, Om." The god continued to chew the food in his mouth.

" You're seriously getting married to Hana? Have you thought well?" ask Hana's father seriously.

The god stopped his eating activity and stared fixedly into Hana's father's eyes.

" I'm very serious Om. Hana is the only girl who reigns in my heart. Om and Aunty would have given me permission if I married Hana. I promise I will never make Hana suffer. I'll just give Hana happiness."

" Isn't it too fast? You've been discussing this with your old otang?" hana's father tried to find certainty.

" It's been Om, 8 years is enough for me and Hana to move on to the next level. I think my age and Hana's also it's time to get married. The official application will be made when my parents come back here. Om and Auntie don't mind, do you?"

" If I as a parent just follow how the decision of the child. Isn't it Mom?"

" Yes, it's up to Hana's decision."

" By the way I called Hana first yes, not ordinary this hour has not reached home."

Hana's mother called her eldest daughter's cell phone number, but it wasn't answered.

" I tried to call Laura, the saying went to her place" snorted Hana's mother.

" Sheaven, tuuttt..."

" Hello, Assalamualaikum Aunt. What's up, the night of the phone call?" laura's voice answered Hana's mother's call.

" Waalaikumsalam's. There's nothing just want Nanya Hana still with you? How come the clock hasn't come home yet?"

" Hana just got home from Tan, 15 minutes to the house."

" Oh yes, thank you Ra, wassalamualaikum.

" Neylorda."

Laura ended her call.

" Hana will be home soon, at least 15 minutes" said Hana's mother.

" How about we make a surprise for Hana Aunt, like my birthday was?"

" Any good idea. Then you get your bike into the garage. We'll turn off all the lights." Hana's mother agreed to God's proposal.

The three of them began to carry out their plans.

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" You're what the hell Han is, like a thug just playing people." Hana's mother brushed off Hana's hand that was still blocking the arms of the Gods. With the help of her husband, she grabbed the body of God to stand up immediately.

" What are you doing?" mother Hana asked while guiding the God to sit on the sofa.

" Thank you Auntie. I'm not surprised what I was just surprised to get an extraordinary special reception." said Dewa while staring at Hana.

Hana turned her gaze to the right and left feeling wronged.

" He he... uh, that's......?" hana's eyes were fixed on something that was lying near her feet. He leaned his body and grabbed the thing.

A large pink rabbit doll while carrying a red heart symbol on his chest.

" This...?" Hana looked at Haru towards the God.

" Yes, that's special to you. The doll that used to be our target. You like it, don't you?" The god stared fixedly at Hana's bead, there was a lot of love emanating.

" Youm...." Hana nodded her head tightly hugging the doll while smiling happily, even her smile did not fade for a while.

" Om and Aunt stay behind first yes, please chat with Hana. And you have a good conversation, don't just play. Far away from abroad come home even directly slammed." Hana's father and mother waltzed in.

" Are you satisfied with my handsome face?" the God Goda who realized that from earlier Hana's eyes were fixated on him.

" What the hell?" hana's face was red.

The god got up from his seat and took over the rabbit doll that had been in Hana's arms, he threw it just like that.

" I miss you so much." The god held Hana tightly in his arms. He spilled all his yearning. Repeatedly frowned Hana's head.

Hana returned the embrace of the God, her hands tightly coiled into the body of her lover. He felt the body of the God is now getting straighter and more muscular. Tears of happiness dripped down her pretty cheeks, how could she not? The figure he had missed for 8 years was now in his arms.

Hana further tightened her embrace and sunk her head into the chest of the God who was fielding. He could clearly hear the God's heart beating fast in rhythm with his, as if the two hearts had now fused together in a single beat.

I don't know why Hana unconsciously rolled her head into the chest of God. The moment made the God feel a rush in his body.

The god closed his eyes trying to resist his burning desire.

" Honey don't move please." whispered in Hana's ear.

" Huh, did it hurt to fall earlier?" Hana turned her head to look at her lover's face.

" No, but from earlier you rubbed my chest. My junior woke up." God's voice sounded hoarse.

Hana glared her eyes in shock with the speech of the Gods.

" Basic perverted brain." Hana grumbled rolling her eyeballs.

" We marry yuuk."

" Huhhh??"