A Thousand Flowers
Chapters 19. Panicked

Izzah was still standing staring at the painting on the wall. Again he felt deja vu. He tried hard to remember some things that continue to make him feel deja vu. However, the stronger he tried, the more unanswered the answer was. His head is dizzy. Izzah scratched his head in annoyance.

“Why? Something strange about the painting?” Dimas was standing next to Izzah.

“Astagfirullah .…”

THE PLAQUE!

Out of shock, Izzah reflexively hit Dimas' shoulder.

“It turns out you are latent too yes ..” led Dimas while grimacing with pain. Didn't expect to receive such a hard blow.

“Who told me to come quietly,” murmur Izzah.

“Iya .. I was wrong. Sorry .…” Dimas tries to make peace

“It seems you are not only a prospective doctor, but also a lover of painting,” guess Dimas, saw Izzah so seriously pay attention to the painting on the wall.

“Of course. A painting is not just presenting beauty.” Izzah answered flatly.

“Oh yes?"

“Through a painting, we can know how the painter's point of view and emotions. In fact, if you want to be more thorough, we can find the purpose, message or meaning hidden behind the painting itself.”

“I love the way you look at a painting,” praise Dimas.

“Then, what did you find in the painting?” ask Dimas

Izzah took a deep breath before answering.

“Many.”

Dimas looked at Izzah curiously.

“Worry, togetherness, hope and also dependability. Looks like this painting was made in hard times .…” Izzah stopped his speech. Face foggy.

Dimas turned his head, waiting for Izzah's words to hang. His forehead wrinkled at the change in Izzah's expression.

Izzah folded both his hands on his chest and again let out a long sigh.

“Or maybe .. This is a farewell painting,” Izzah continued slowly. Somehow his chest felt tight when he said that.

Dimas stared at Izzah unblinkingly. He admired the girl even more.

“Really? I never even thought so. All I know is, whenever I feel like I miss Grandpa, I will spend a long time staring at the painting,”, Dimas replied.

“Grandpa?” Izzah. Didn't know it was a Dimas family painting.

“Yes. The second man from the left is my grandfather.”

“Terus ... Which others?” Izzah was curious

“That far left, his grandfather Abbas.”

“Oh ...” Izzah. "It is fitting that Dimas and Abbas are so familiar" he thought.

“Third one, his father Ki Daud.” Izzah. Now he really understood what Father Dimas said about the closeness of their relationship with Ki Daud.

Dimas was silent, not continuing his explanation.

“Terus ... the last one?”

“Entahlah. I don't know either. Even my father doesn't know his name. All I know, they are known as four friends.” Dimas' tone sounded desperate. His eyes did not move from the painting.

“I think they're great people,” guess Izzah

“Yes, that's it. According to the story I heard. They're heroes of the Land of a Thousand Flowers. Without them this country may have been destroyed.” When saying that, Dimas' face actually showed a sad look.

Izzah looked at Dimas.

“Shouldn't Mas Dimas be proud, but why did Mas Dimas even look sad? Did something bad happen to the people in the painting?" ask Izzah, but only in the heart.

Dimas. Izzah threw away his face, nervous.

“You want to ask something?” ask Dimas.

“No. If Mas doesn't want to tell,” reply Izzah.

“I don't want to tell you. I just don't know where to start. To date, Abbas and I are still looking for information about the whereabouts of the fourth of four friends.”

“It looks like that person is very important.”

“Yes. If he or his descendants were found, then the Land of the Thousand Flowers would no longer be like a prison and alienated from the outside world. All of us who are confined here will be able to enjoy a normal life.”

“Means Mas?” Izzah really did not understand what Dimas was talking about.

“Mas know?” Izzah wonder

“At first it wasn't, but when you mentioned the name of the university where you went to college, I guessed it.”

“How can it?”

“The story is long. Maybe next time I'll tell you.” Dimas felt he was not ready to tell Izzah all that. Izzah doesn't want to force it.

Dimas helped Izzah find some books. After that Dimas and Izzah went downstairs, meeting Madam Prasetyo and Tiara for a farewell.

Dimas completed his work ahead of the promised schedule. He wanted to take Izzah around the city where he lived before taking the girl home to Ki Daud.

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Dimas drove his car at a moderate speed. The first time, he took Izzah to the museum. Izzah could not hide his amazement at the objects of the collection of the Museum of the Thousand Flowers. Although not so broad, it turns out from the first country is very advanced. Proven from the still saving of some advanced technology products. When passing through a collection of rare accessories photos, Izzah was stunned. Again he felt deja vu.

“Why? Ever seen that thing?” ask Dimas when Izzah has not moved from there.

“Oh ... not really. Just fascinated. Beautiful and unique,” replied Izzah surprised.

Dimas squinted. Somehow he felt Izzah was lying.

Satisfied to look at the objects of the museum collection, Dimas brought Izzah to the beach after leaving the mosque where they performed zuhur prayers.

Actually Dimas wanted to take Izzah to many places, but Izzah refused for fear of returning home Ki Daud night. Dimas explained Izzah's concerns, considering they were just the two of them.

Arriving at the beach, Dimas immediately parked his car. Izzah get out soon. His eyes sparkled at the stretch of blue sea that stretched. Impatiently, he set foot along the bridge that jutted into the sea.

BEEPING! BEEPING!

Dimas' phone sounded. Dimas immediately answered the call as soon as he saw Abbas' name on the screen.

“Authority results already exist, Boss.” Abbas's voice came from across the phone.

“Ya, who?” tanya Dimas wanted to know.

“Mantan girlfriend Kak Tiara.”

“What? You sure?” Dimas was flabbergasted in disbelief.

“You're starting to doubt my abilities?” reply Abbas a little sewot

“Good. I trust. Setup soon!” dimas' orders were firm

“Ready, Boss!”

Phone connection disconnected.

After hanging up the phone, Dimas realized Izzah had left him. Dimes dizzy looking for Izzah. People are starting to get crowded. Difficulty tracking the whereabouts of Izzah.

Some of the visitors looked clustered and whispered. Some point in a direction. Dimas was curious, then looked in the designated direction.

A girl was walking over the bridge fence. The fence is very small. Lost the balance just a little, it is certain that the girl will be directly splashed into the sea.

The girl stepped slowly towards the end of the bridge. Both of his hands are outstretched. Sometimes he stopped, then walked back. The longer it goes to the middle.

“It looks like the girl is suicidal.”

“Iya. Is correct. Someone has to prevent it.”

Sayup-sayup sounded worried expressions from the people who clustered it.

Dimas is curious. He broke through the crowd and accelerated his pace down the bridge. I could see the girl more clearly. Dimas strangled.

“Izzaaah!” Dimas ran like an evil man.

GREPS!

Dimas snatched Izzah's arm. Immediately Izzah lost his balance and fell on Dimas. For a moment Dimas and Izzah looked at each other, both shocked.

Izzah hastened to rise. Her cheeks flushed. Shame is mixed with anger.

Dimas heaved a sigh of relief for successfully saving Izzah. He sat patting her painful waist.

“What the heck are you, Mas!” Izzah exploded. Can't believe Dimas would do such a crazy thing.

“You are what! Want to die? Don't you know suicide is a sin?” Dimas was screaming.

He was standing by to see Izzah cleaning his clothes from the dirt. His chest was still rumbling with anxiety.

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