AWAKENED
Twenty Six: Back

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This story is just fictitious. All events that occur are free authors' essays, not actually occurring in the places and locations mentioned......

According to the instructions of Si Mbah, Genta walked following the hand of Diandra. They walked down the strange hallways filled with them. In fact, here the more diverse the forms. Genta is still stiff in the face of all that. As Si Mbah said, that he should not let go of his arm with Diandra in order for their energy to unite, so that, they do not realize that Genta is the life of someone who is still alive.

In the middle of the journey, Genta often glanced sideways. To the sister he knew after coming out of this dimension, he would never be able to see her again. His heart was as broken as a shard of glass that shattered into small pieces. But this time, in order to fulfill his mission as well as grant Diandra's last request to him, he must be able to persevere and strengthen himself.

"Don't look at them for a long time, Mas," said Diandra reminded. He did not want his brother to feel disturbed by all of them even though it was impossible. "I'm scared too, Mom. Do you want to be brave and strong for me? For Salfa's sake too?"

Genta looked over, his gaze deep. Very deep. "Sure, Deck. I won't be afraid one bit."

The two of them continued their steps down the darkest aisle than ever before. Still the same, filled with creatures of various forms. Some were bleeding, their faces were smashed, they were walking about, their hands were missing, their necks were broken, and many more. There Genta felt Diandra getting stronger and stronger to wrap his hands around his arms.

"Mas here, do not be afraid," said Genta sincerely. Every time I spoke to Diandra, the wound came again. It's even more painful. "Come, keep moving."

Diandra just nodded. Now change Genta who leads the way. Said Si Mbah earlier, Salfa was lost in a dark place and did not know where to go back. That is why, the longer, the more they are in a dark place because that is what they are looking for and are aiming for.

Genta's footsteps stopped as his ears caught a faintly shrill voice. "You hear me, Dek?"

"Yes, Mas. There's a cry," replied Diandra.

Slowly, one step after another brought them closer to the source of the sound they were following. Right at the intersection of the hallway, in an even darker place, Genta saw someone curled up hugging their knees. His mouth was half open watching it. A girl with curly hair. Dunking my face, crying.

"Salfa?" call him along with a drop of tears that fall back. Genta suddenly became someone who was whiny this time. Losing a sister, also almost losing Salfa. The crying was a form of relief. In addition to finding Salfa, he also managed to fulfill Diandra's wishes.

Salfa raised his head right after listening to one voice mentioning his name. A voice he knew so well, he could never even forget. The voice as long as he was in this dimension, he always heard me softly, asking him to go home.

"Ta?" reply then immediately go up and run to Genta. He put his two hands around the young man's body. "Thank you for coming... Thanks for picking me up.." she cried out with a cry that became.

Genta did not reply, he even closed his heart feeling all over. The young man gave himself time. For a long time he did not embrace Salfa as lovingly as he is now. Many things have passed, times have rolled, years have changed, but one thing has not changed. Their feelings.

Salfa himself could no longer say anything. He also felt what Genta was feeling right now. All he wanted was to hold the young man for longer. There is no reason to avoid this real feeling anymore. Salfa's surrender. He's not dodging anymore.

"Thank you, Ta... Thank you.." he said in the clutches of Genta.

"Whatever I'll do for you, Sal. I don't want to lose you a second time."

Salfa nodded happily at Genta's shoulder. "I love you, Ta. Always."

Genta smiles. He felt that warmth in his mind. "Me too, Sal... Sorry for everything..."

Next to her, Diandra looked happily with her non-excessive smile. A smile between happy and sad. What he wants will come true. The souvenirs he requested to Genta upon his return from this island will be truly given. One hand Diandra then rubbed his sister's shoulder slowly. Genta then turned his head, and looked at him with great affection which made him even more sincere to leave.

Genta let go of his embrace, intending to introduce Diandra for the first time in person. "My sister, Sal. Diandra."

Choked. The pressure in the chest becomes more and more. That is how Salfa felt when he had just realized that Genta was not alone. What did he say just now? A sister? This was not the first time he had seen the girl. As Salfa knew, the short-haired girl was not human. So, what does that mean...? I think he still doesn't believe it. He immediately turned to Genta. His gaze turned undefined to the young man. I hope his guess is wrong.

Genta who understood the meaning of Salfa's gaze, cried again, but this time without a sound. Seeing that for anything, Salfa's chest hurt. Extremely ill.

Immediately after that Salfa approached pulling Diandra into his arms. The guilt went up to the top level. Salfa is getting sobbed by it. Apparently Diandra is nothing but a ghost he hates for locking him in the boat toilet and stopping him in the middle of the sea. Apparently it was Diandra who had been trying to protect him but he never believed.

"I'm sorry... I don't know if you're Diandra Genta's sister... I-i guess..." Salfa was unable to continue his sentence. He only felt a gentle swipe of Diandra's hand on his back.

"That's because we've never met, ma'am... There's nothing wrong here..."

Salfa let go of his embrace. Both of his hands touched Diandra's cheeks. His talk was still heard, yet he saw the girl just smiling at him. "I'm sorry.." he said again.

Diandra nodded and hugged Salfa again. At that moment, the girl whispered in Salfa's ear. "Titip Mas Genta huh, Ma'am? He is the same as Salfa..."

Salfa cried even more hearing that. He held Diandra even tighter. Why was it completely unthinkable in his head that the figure was Diandra - a girl that Genta would often tell him about first. Salfa continued to curse himself. In fact, it is not uncommon for Genta to show a photo of his sister to him. But why in two years did he forget everything? Stupid, Sal. Idiotically.

"I'm sorry, Ndra... Sorry again..."

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Moments later, hand in hand with each other, the three looked for a way back. Tracing the hallways that were passed when he came here. Salfa himself was still afraid that the buffalo-like figure would find him again. Sometimes he walks around looking back.

Looks like Diandra understands Salfa's moves. He then opened his voice, trying to calm him down.

"As long as you are with me, our energy is unique and he will not be able to recognize Mbak. That's what Si Mbah said."

Salfa replied with a brief nod, sticking his hand on Diandra. Until they reached the last hallway at the end there were two brightly lit portals. Said Si Mbah, the one for the way of Salfa and Genta returned, while the other was the place where Diandra should have been.

With heavy steps the three walked towards it, knowing it would be closer to separation. Salfa who was on the left side of Diandra and Genta who was on the right side, both turned to Diandra who seemed deliberately unwilling to look at them. There, Diandra was trying as much as possible to strengthen his heart. The girl's mission has been completed in the world. He believes Salfa and Genta, as well as their friends can overcome all after this because they already know who the real enemy is. After this, Diandra will leave quietly.

"Mas, I'm going...?" diandra said in a very soft voice when she reached the front of the portal, ending with a knotty smile on her lips. "Don't cry. Don't make my steps heavy."

There, Salfa knew very well that Diandra herself desperately held back her cries, but could not. Even to ask how the girl could die, she was powerless. Salfa then covered her mouth with her hands so that her cries could not escape.

"Aren't even Salfa's cry?"

Hearing that hurriedly Salfa wiped away her tears that could not be compromised to stop. The tightness filled his chest. Especially when holding back crying like now.

"No, I don't cry anymore. Promise," Salfa replied later.

"Don't forget, tell Ibuk the same father, huh?" diandra reminded. Although the tears were already in the corner of the petals, yet he was still able to force his smile.

"Yes," replied Genta who had difficulty saying a word.

"Say what?" diandra asked deliberately, trying to test the memory of her brother even when he was on the verge of separation like now.

Genta took a deep breath that was so heavy. "Say that. if you..k-kamu-" powerless he continued even though he really remembered.

"Say that I am very much like them. Say thank you, Mom, for all their sacrifices in my life. Say sorry also because I can not be a proud Diandra them," said Diandra with a voice that increasingly vibrates, but her tears are still held deep. "Tell them to mengikhlasin me yes, Mas.so that I may also be calm in my new place. There is nothing in this world more precious than you, my family. So always make Mother and Father happy, huh, Mas? Promise...?"

This time the cry of Genta was unstoppable. Immediately he held Diandra tightly before letting her go. Stroked her sister's straight hair. Peck it right at the top of the head lovingly. "Mas Genta Promises, Deck..."

"Thank you.." reply Diandra who more tightly embraced Genta.

Salfa could not bear to not embrace the brothers. He also slid into their arms. They embrace both with great affection. It felt like even to imagine how Genta could be, he couldn't. Once again, the universe seemed to amaze him and fall in love again with the same person. How strong and strong the young man was. How great is the love for the younger brother that perhaps, his love for the Hero alone still cannot be compared.

Just while hugging the three, the position of Diandra who was facing the hallway, found a buffalo-like figure looking at them. Perhaps because he had let go of Salfa's hand, the girl's scent and energy managed to make the figure find her.

"He's here!" exclamation Diandra.

Genta and Salfa stopped from crying at that very instant, but their positions were still the same. The two answered nothing because they were both still trying to look at Diandra's intentions, waiting for him to speak again.

The figure was running fast towards them and right then and there, Diandra immediately turned the body a hundred and eighty degrees quickly then pushed Salfa and Genta into the portal. Exactly, when the figure almost grabbed Salfa's hand. Seeing the 'nearly' thing, Diandra immediately relieved. Now, the two people who were originally with him had returned to the dimension where they were supposed to be.

Diandra smiled seeing the figure flailing the end of the hallway whose portal had disappeared. He then looked, saw one more portal where it was only for him and no other figure could see the portal or follow it. The short-haired girl wiped away the rest of her tears. A little run into the portal.

Task, done.

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The clapper and Salfa were initially closed, then opened their eyes in surprise. The buffalo-like figure had changed with Salfa's soul again just as the girl entered the portal. The sound of gasping breath was earthy when they had returned. It feels like after a marathon of tens of kilos, and the word Si Mbah is indeed a natural thing because they have gone through many things in the dimension earlier.

Genta immediately turned to his right and left. Sure enough, Diandra no longer found. The young man then lowered his head by covering his face using both of his palms. There was no sound, there was only a shoulder that looked shaken. Soon Salfa hugged Genta from the side with the same cry.

Vin, Kinara, and Mr. Beni who had just arrived a moment ago were confused to see the scene before them. Only the Mbah knows what happened. In fact, he was also very sad. But yes, death is not something that can be agreed and exchanged for anything in this world. When it's time, no one can stop, or compromise. All of that is Diandra's destiny.

"Remember what your sister said, Le. Insulate him. Let him go quietly," said Si Mbah trying to give fortitude to Genta.

Vin shone straight at him. Understand what the Mbah just said. I hope the prejudice is wrong. A second later, when he felt his hand being nudged by Kinara, he spontaneously turned his head, but said nothing. Still thinking. A sister? Genta's sister means? Or whose sister?

"Ta? D-Diandra mean?" tanyanya.

"Who's diandra?" whispered Kinara next to him.

Vin. "Sir Genta."

Instantly Kinara covered her mouth with a palm. His eyes then turned to Genta who had raised his face again, resting his chin on Salfa's arm. Genta nodded and immediately Vin ran to embrace him as a form of support. Really, a very surprising thing.

Si Mbah, though not in the heart, still chose to say it so that everything was immediately clear. Not to hurt Kinara, but he could read the girl's gaze which was like asking how could it be?

"Widji killed him."

Three words, one sentence. Successfully made Kinara's knee relax and almost collapsed but Pak Beni quickly held it. His purpose in coming here was to inform him that there was a ship that could be used to return. Who has is a local who happens to be asked for help by Mr. Beni.

"The ship is ready. Now just go to the hospital to pick up two of your friends. Then return to Jakarta."

"But, Mbah, that guy?" reply Vin then. The one I mean is Widji.

"He's dead."

DEG! The answer that makes everything stuck is not play. Did they not hear wrong? Die off? How could? If so the question is clearly visible from each expression. The Mbah who understood very well, answered the fourth unspoken question.

"The devil, allied with him, attacked him because his mission had failed. He didn't manage to keep the pace at which he would give Salfa's body completely to master" Si Mbah said with his hands tied behind his back and a calm, calm disposition, as usual.

Then he turned to Salfa. "If your soul is not awakened, your inner eye will not be opened. If your inner eye is not open, then you can be sure the plan works. He failed because you escaped. Because you have control over yourself. Ordinary people can't do that. That's why your father's gone too far."

Salfa who did not know about his father, looked more surprised than the news of Widji's death. When in another dimension, he did know about who his real enemy was because the devil who brought him continued to boast about the deal that happened to him.

"My dad? W-why, what does that mean?"

"coming soon. And let your friends tell you everything" replied the Mbah. "My job here is done. May God help your father."

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This abis nulis part drama, seriously no boong! I guess how, pity it. The problem on the island has been resolved, but the one in Jakarta has not. Especially about Diandra, duuuhhh :"

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