THE HEART PILLAR 3 KNIGHTS

Niches (3)

Ever heard of atomic clock?. That's right, the atomic clocks attached to the satellites, which run forty-five million seconds faster every day than they do on Earth. Not because the clocks on the satellite are less accurate when in space, but rather time passes at a different speed than on Earth. If we were one of the components of seconds on that clock, maybe seeing the time on earth look so slow for sure.

And right now Raka felt like she was in the middle of the space-time boundary between the earth and the atomic block, moving in her own momentum. It becomes a compound that floats in a cloudy and blue atmosphere, and set in a dark infinite space background.

See how the curvature of space and time is created. Just as he had imagined when he had studied Einstein's theory of relativity. Where it says if space and time are in tandem, in line or comparable. But sometimes, the inequality between the two occurs and makes an arch.

Although the laws of physics will always be constant everywhere, but something that happens in space and time is what makes it different. Through different views will produce space and time events differently. All of these things are relative. Events occurring at the same time for one observer may occur at different times for another.

" He changed .. or indeed I did not fully understand my own son. Though I am his mother .. who gave birth and who raised him. But really ..... ". And the sad look of the mother made him stop to continue to step into the living room of his house. Slowly Raka turned away leaving the house back in silence which held a million secrets.

His swift steps darted in silent silence, like the incisions made by his scalpel all along. Unpalpable but presents pain. Take him to sit down to enjoy the night that still leaves drizzle while sucking deeply a small burning cigarette at the end. But when several long suction in a row with a gust of white smoke afterwards, finally made him cough. Raka also turned off the tip of the embers on the small object.

Raka gave a small smile, as her heart was laughing loudly mocking herself. Sadly, he was unable to meet his parents face to face. Whereas before, he had been so determined to hit anything. But now he ran away and sat down in the gazebo of his house. While he knew for sure, the entire house was definitely waiting for him.?

It may actually remain as constant as the laws of physics never change, or only appear to change. In fact, Ardeli never considered it that way. That girl knows the dark side of herself. Or maybe he himself is very good at camouflage?, so that the mother can not feel it anymore.

But isn't this what he wants?. Keep tight all dark secrets.

Space and time are tightly connected and interlocking: when space bends or stretches it affects time. While the bending or stretching of space-time is the cause of gravity in the universe. And the gravity of his life is now on the figure of Ardelia.

Such is the Theory of Relativity in the Physics of Love of a Narendra Raka Dipa.

But tonight, a Raka was standing on the verge of agitation and unrest. There were many words that were swallowed by the vortex of taste and drowned in the troughs of his heart. While then there was a shift of two different plates in the crust of life, eventually causing a fault that triggered a large tsunami. When the plates of self-interest collide and the plates of great family interests collide, the impulsive thing they do is a lie. And it was a tsunami for the life of an Ardelia, who was slowly rolling edging closer.

The beautiful girl, whom he was supposed to protect, was actually very much loved, now had to be tainted by her name. He has made up a lie. Under any pretext, a lie is a mistake.

Raka pensive long enough, until the small embers from the cigarette that were wedged on both sides of his fingers whistled. Delivering heat that is quite surprising. Makes him flinch consciously from long daydreams.

His breathing blowing a heavy load sounded before he got up. Stepping sure back into the big house.

What Ardelia is facing is heavier than what you have to face Raka. You're a man. Look at you, you shouldn't be doing this. Be a Raka, a dashing man with his knightly attitude. For sure this is the time, open all veils. Never run again. Face it !!!!!

Raka smiled, delivering a small punch with her fist to her own chest. Encouraging his heart.

You can definitely Raka.....

" Assalamualaikum", his voice slightly shriveled. " mh ... Pahs ". And the Raka was now standing on the doorstep of the family room of the big house.

“ Wa’alaikum greetings “. The different-coloured sounds sounded in rhythm, completely different from his fear, his father and mother turning in unison to welcome.

“ Mah... Pah.. “. Raka smiled and walked over. But not until he was at the closest distance to the two figures who seemed to be talking seriously in the family room, a warm embrace precisely collision of his mother has been welcomed.

“ You why always make mama worry.. why never tell anything.. why always make your own decisions …. “.

“ Sorry Ma' “.

“ How many months has it been?, how is Delia? Healthy? …. ah Raka.... You are so outrageous.. “. Hana who was hugging her son with an erratic feeling looked like she was drowning in the shoulder grips of that field.

“ Sorry mama... forgive Raka “. It was like being sucked into a sea of quicksand, that was how Raka felt herself at this moment. It was like difficulty breathing, not only because of the embrace of the mother who was so tight, but also the atmosphere that felt thin.

" Let him sit down and rest first baby ".

The heavy and soft voice was accompanied by a touch which was then followed by the release of the hug from the mother. Soon they were sitting around the table in the room. And the papa, Arjuna is now looking at Raka with a gaze that is always soft but thick with mystery. No different, unchanging, still the same as before.

" So Raka.". ", Arjuna finally opened the conversation after he was busy clutching his wife's fingers under the table, hinting for Hana to hold back first. " What's your plan now ? ".

" Certainly proposed and immediately married Ardelia ". Raka's voice sounded steady and firm, even though her heart was actually squeezed.

" I'm sorry .. I don't mean to go before Brother Love, but ... This is serious .... ".

In the end, Raka was unable to speak.

" Look ... ", Hana's voice sounded soft, greeting and caressing the side of Raka's heart.

" Mama often heard about your reputation as a young man. Well, not much different from your old Om. But there was only one girl who set foot in this house. Um.mah I mean the girl you indirectly introduced to us. And mamah never dislike, or disapprove .... Ardelia. It's just ........ ".

" Your time is Raka. As your mama meant ", Arjuna connected his wife's words. So obvious if this middle-aged man is trying to dampen something that almost exploded from the heart of the wife.

" I'm sorry Raka .. of course it's a matter of reputation. You must understand the consequences. We can't have a wedding for you ... although we really don't want to make a difference .. to you two ". Again Arjuna spoke without taking his eyes off the youngest and his hands from his wife.

" Your sister .. we must take care of her heart, her press and also her reputation. That... it .. very .... ".

" Yes Mah, I understand ", Raka interrupted quickly. Raising his face, he looked at his parents and smiled a smile. " I just need to be able to marry Ardelia right away ".

" Okay ... when are we going there ? ".

" Pah Day. Then two more weeks ... The marriage must have been done ".

" Your residency ? ", Hana interrupted quickly.

" A further two weeks of final exams, after which ".

Raka stared at a pair of loved ones who had owed her so much love and kindness. An act that although looks light, but makes Raka almost spend all the courage and strength of his heart.

He felt it would be better if he received an outburst of anger from his mother. Even a sharp look that feels skinning from the father. But all the tenderness that hugged him now, like a creature that was sucking all the oxygen around him and making his chest tight.

That creature is.

....................

" We report to the police", the girl sizzled as she continued to pummel him with breath that began to hunt.

" No... find a place to hide first. My head is still dizzy ... ". In a hurry he rejected the idea that was actually the most brilliant.

" But they ... ".

" I beg .. ", and he looked at the face of the teenage Ardelia with a fond look.

" This is the second time .... ". With a voice that is slightly slowed down but full of emphasis because Ardelia intends to force the truth.

A clean white face that has sharp eyes also finally implies disappointment and a tingling anger, but then still nods. Teen Ardelia complies with Raka's request, without protesting again. Bring the limp body away immediately. Lulled with hunting steps and breath because of the danger behind them.

" I'll tell you, don't believe anything Dracio and his clumsiness say. You didn't read my message ? ".

" It's not time to argue anymore, miss... ". Raka shifted the topic that Ardelia began to hold. But he did hear the roar of the vehicle and also the voices of some men.

" They chase ... we hide again. Don't ! ", but Delia immediately stomped Raka's hand as the young man was about to turn. " It's too easy to find .. don't be there ". The security guard posts that they once used to hide, are used again. Looks like Ardelia has a better plan.

In the end, they were both good that night. By hiding narrowly lie inside a wagon and cover their bodies with sacks. It seemed to be a wagon belonging to a scavenger, who that night turned into their helper angel.

The middle-aged mother and a granddaughter, although at first the look on their faces were very surprised, but their gentle eyes did not make the King and Ardelia worry in the least while pleading with their gazes. Sometimes help comes through unexpected people.

" Yes, two young men and a girl who ran through here ". It was Dracio's voice. Raka clasped Ardelia's fingers tightly. Their heart beats fast.

" Know not grandma?!??? ", the other voice sounded.

" Granny... ", the little girl sounded timid.

" So quickly say !!! ", this time, the sound of the clash was followed by something hitting the wagon.

Raka, who realizes that Dracio and his friends are using violence, barely comes out of his hideout. Until he heard the voice of the little girl sobbing and speaking.

" They run there. then ride ojeg who happened to pass. Don't hit my grandma ".

And it turns out that little girls are protecting them. Like the incarnation of an angel descending from the sky, the little girl saved them both. A sweet-looking little girl with her dark brown skin.

And the little girl has now become a juvenile. Standing with a bright face greeted his arrival this morning. He ran up while stretching out his arms.

" Sister Ardel... finally .. I missuuu... ".

" Wuuiidiiih. It is most difficult to call ".

" he.he... You do it at the wrong time ". The sweet dara laughed while revealing her reason.

" Heleeh... where do not call back immediately .. be found out .. dating continues yes ".

" Yeah !! lah nah. He wants to marry directly. But later if Nemu already 11-12 same brother Raka ".

" Why not Raka ? ", sambar Ardelia was lightning fast.

" Bene ????? ". The flirting was clearly conveyed with a high degree of seriousness, and the sweet virgin was still acting on it with a small laugh. " Later regret no end ... later grieve... ".

" Haish. Find another new one ". And Ardelia gave it a small necklace while still embracing the waist of the teenage virgin. Taking him stepped into a building resembling a pampering stilt house, passing through a spacious courtyard.

It is one of the cozy and warm places for an Ardelia. His other home, where all the inhabitants are family to him. A halfway house and also an orphanage for abandoned children. Being here, it makes him feel much luckier, feel much happier. At least she knew who her parents were, and there was still a mother who loved her very much.

" Lusi ... ", the greeting sounds soft even though it is very clear. " Any son Ardel tow... koq not invited in ? ".

" Yes mother. just came. It's going in ".

" Good afternoon Mother Dance ". Ardelia grabbed the middle-aged woman's fingers, then kissed the back of her hand respectfully. " Mother is healthy ? ".

" Thank God be healthy, son. You're getting pretty, yeah ". And the woman stroked Ardelia's head gently before then giving a warm hug, even if only for a moment.

This woman was Astari, who along with her late husband established a halfway house as well as an orphanage for disadvantaged children. Caring for and caring for them all with love. Dedicate yourself to serve, be a foster parent to any children who come or are handed over to him.

Familiarly greeted with the call of Mother Tari, we will immediately feel how the aura of motherhood is soft, loving but also firm is perfect when with her. This is what makes Ardelia so comfortable in this place. And also so trusted to leave Susi, the little girl who had saved him.

" Now more and more often come alone huh. Have you met Raka rarely ? ".

Ardelia tried to smile to cover up her nervousness. Tanya from mother Tari feels right to hit ulu heart. Now they both sit on the porch of the stage house while watching some teenagers who are teaching children under their age to learn to spell letters.

" No mother, we still meet often. It's just that we haven't been here together. Raka is still busy with the end of her residency ".

" Mommy how's it going, healthy ? ".

" Alhamdulillah .. healthy ".

" Thankfully. Nak .... ".

" Yes mother", Ardelia lifted her head and looked at the woman sitting cross-legged in front of her. And he found the shady look of his eyes as if he was stripping himself.

" What's the problem, son ? ".

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***We're making it too complicated.

Maybe it was just about a little bit of faith.

We worry about it too much.

Maybe it was just a little question of doubt.

Sometimes the heart is too hard to tell.

Although it has actually been grasped that became elected

The recesses of the heart are too deep, incarnating like a deep trough of the soul.

Like fear and anxiety that are tight and tightly bound.

That's when....

Close your eyes, feel it with your heart

Let the heart lead you***