The Heir of Science

Desire Yoga went from the village.

A few hours have passed even before the afternoon Yoga work has been completed.

Yoga tidied up her things before she went home.

After finishing cleaning his equipment Yoga walked to the bike he parked outside the plantation.

After that when he got there Yoga began to ride his bike and pedal it.

“Yoga I first,” said Bayu who reprimanded himself who was pedaling his bike.

“Iya bang,” sahut Yoga.

A few minutes later, Yoga arrived at his home.

Yoga parked his bike in front of his yard, when Yoga wanted to open the door of his house there were two muscular men approaching Yoga.

“This is home sir Kuncoro?” ask one of the men wearing a red shirt.

“Yes sir, whose father is it?” ask Yoga in confusion.

“We are both Arif's men, and Arif's father told us to collect the debt borrowed by Kuncoro sir, it has been 3 months Mr. Kuncoro himself did not pay his debt to us and as a guarantee if Pak Kuncoro does not pay the debt of this house as a guarantee we will take and confiscate it,” said a man wearing a red shirt.

“Pak Kuncoro has long died sir and I myself am his son,” said Yoga explained.

“What died, then this house will we take to pay off the debt of Pak Kuncoro.”

“Do not pack Yoga please, this house is a one-on-one treasure left by my father and his memento,” Yoga pleads.

“Cannot agreement, keep agreement we will give time until tomorrow morning you hand over the key of this house and leave this house,” bluff the man.

“Ta-but sir,” sahut Yoga.

“No buts tomorrow you must vacate this house immediately, this is an order from Mr. Arifin. It's good to pay no money.”

“But Yoga does not have money sir, at that time the mother was sick and did need a lot of cost,” Yoga explained.

“Ah we don't need your explanation, once debt remains debt.”

The two men left Yoga and did not want to hear any reason for Yoga.

Yoga who saw the two men leave opened the door and entered the house.

Yoga walked up to his father's room with his mother.

His heart was sad at that time, he was confused where to stay while the money alone he did not have not to mention the residents who were stirred by the missing pocong rope, which he lost, Yoga began to feel fear and he was not calm.

In his mother's room Yoga walked up to a picture of his parents at the table.

Yoga took the photo and rubbed it.

“Pak, Mom. How should yoga be? Yoga should stay where it is now while on the other hand Yoga has no money to go from this village. Sir, Ma'am what Yoga should do Yoga confused,” said Yoga while gently palpating a photo of his two parents.

Yoga also recalled the memories of his father and mother when they were alive, their shared memories made Yoga eyes teary.

“Yoga spoke again with a photo of his parents, sir, mom, Yoga misses you,” Yoga said with tears.

When she was sad Yoga saw the Spirit of Kuncoro coming to her.

“Yoga my son, do not be sad you are a strong child, open this table drawer bottom there we will find something that will help your problem,” said the spirit of Kuncoro who suddenly disappeared.

“Pak! The father! Father where?” pekik Yoga looking for the soul of Kuncoro.

But the spirit of Kuncoro no one approached him anymore.

Yoga also carried out the orders of his father's father Yoga began to open the bottom desk drawer in the room.

When Yoga opened it there was a box of wood in the drawer.

Yoga took the wooden box and placed it on the table.

After that, Yoga opened it, when Yoga opened it, it saw some jewelry in the wooden box, such as several bracelets, necklaces, rings, earrings and more.

Yoga was surprised when he opened the wooden box and Yoga saw a piece of paper folded inside the wooden box, Yoga opened it.

A letter that Kuncoro wrote the night before Kuncoro died.

“Yoga my son, forgive me for leaving you, but do not grieve that you will always be with you and take care of you. This is some jewelry left by your late mother that not all fathers sell, some fathers set aside for you, because I am sure one day you will need it,” said Yoga who read a letter from his father.

The yoga reading the letter could not hold back the tears that fell on the floor.

“Thank you sir, you are still thinking about Yoga and keeping Yoga, the gold that you set aside is very useful for Yoga, tomorrow Yoga will go to the market selling this jewelry and Yoga will go from this village Yoga will pit its fate in the capital,” Yoga said while holding the gold in the wooden box.

Yoga this time can breathe calmly because he has been able to solve the problem.

Yoga began to take away her grief and she also prepared herself and her luggage to leave the village.

 Evening began to arrive Yoga was in his room this time he would no longer take the strings of a virgin pocong and other limbs Because the requirements of the knowledge in the old book was finished he do so.

On that night Yoga who was laying down his body while looking at the sky of his room.

“Tomorrow after I sell this jewelry to the market I will say goodbye to Bang Bayu,” said Yoga.

“Because Bang Bayu itself has been regarded as the brother of Yoga, later Yoga will be honest about the matter of this house that you want to take and also Yoga wants to complain of fate in the capital,” continued Yoga.

“What else should I prepare yes, all important and personal items I have Yoga done including old books that must be maintained said father before father died,” said Yoga.

Even at night began to dissolve the eyes Yoga began to self-inspire several times even Yoga often yawns because it restrains drowsiness.

The power of Yoga restrains drowsiness, until it finally begins to close its eyes and sleep soundly.

The night in the village was not as quiet as it used to be because of the disappearance of the Mirna pocong rope the villagers began to patrol every night to avoid things that were not desired.