AWAKENED
Twenty-Eight: The Way Home

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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......

The wall clock has shown at half-six in the evening, but the chanting of prayers still continues to echo in the house of Wira. At that moment, a car stopped. Her screeching brakes rang out all the way to the living room. Wira and Nilam also pray for Dody, spontaneously turning.

In front of the fence, six people got out of the car to coincide with the adzan maghrib. One of them walked with the help of two others. Gopal is still in recovery. How hard he can endure all of that. Shortly after, an ambulance arrived. Ambulance was called to pick up Gopal and take him to the hospital to continue treatment so that nothing unexpected happened.

"Sorry yes, Pal. We maxain you to come back when your condition again like gini," said Vin who handed his friend to the ambulance officer who then put Gopal to sleep on the stretcher.

"No what. Sickness for almost a day is no problem. By getting here, I'm relieved. Just like you," replied Gopal with his sweet-ass look.

"Yeee, you can go, Nyet!" reply Novan. He himself was also relieved to have made it home safely. Although yes, had to lose the girl he liked because it now belonged to Vin. It'sit's okay. To him, girls were not just Kinara. In the end Vin wanted to admit his deepest feelings, it had made him happy because Kinara's feelings finally replied.

Meanwhile, Gopal's legs slowly recovered during the journey. No more complaining of pain. The leaves and roots that were given Si Mbah completely healed the wound. It seems clear, that there is no longer a lump, the bruise is getting narrower in area even though it is not fully visible because the leaf is still covering the wound. Everyone suspected that the wound was definitely not an ordinary wound.

"After all this is done, we will meet you in the hospital," said Novan, replied a nod by Gopal.

"Greetings to his family, Salfa?" reply Gopal.

Now Novan and Vin then turned around, following Genta, Salfa, and Kinara who had entered the house. There, they saw Kinara resting at Nilam's feet because of what her father did. Really, Vin admitted how big the girl's heart was. For some people, apologizing can be the hardest thing to do, especially when the guilt has reached its highest point. That feeling of wanting to apologize turned to fear. However, Kinara was able to counter that and admit that her father was rightly guilty.

"Sorry Kinara, Aunt. Please, Kinara apologized.." the girl shrieked in her tears.

The same Nilam was crying, trying to keep Kinara away from her feet because she could not bear it. "No, Ra. You are not wrong. Aunty has never once wronged you."

Salfa then crouched down, helping his mother to keep Kinara away. He took his best friend into his arms. Swiping on the girl's trembling shoulders. But a second later, the screams from the person who was in the middle of the living room made their embrace come off. That is because the chant of Adhan that reverberates, making his body wriggle unbecoming.

Salfa who had just realized, that the person was none other than Dody, his father, staring at the nanar with a chest that was very sick as if pressed something unmitigatedly. "Dad…?" ogre.

Salfa felt both of his eyes heat up. The longer, the more watery the eyeballs, and penetrate the petals. Falling to the cheek. It's not like seeing all of that. Like he also felt the pain of being Dody. Along the way, he only thought of his father, but did not imagine that until now.

"Dad…"

"Sister?" call someone next to him who is none other than a hero.

The younger brother then hugged her, but Salfa instead of replying, instead remained glued to his position facing Dody. Crying out. "Where can? How can you give yourself to me, Dad?"

"Dad is the same, brother.." said Wira in his arms.

Hearing that, Salfa turned ninety degrees to face Wira. Finally he returned the embrace of his sister. There is a sense of regret that cannot be explained through words. In fact, it's like there's not enough words in the world to put them together. Salfa's outrageous attitude to the father during this time back he remembered clearly. It was all twisted in his head, over and over like a broken cassette.

"I'm sorry, Dad.." he glanced at the father who was thrashing in his position.

Pak Aji then approached Salfa and Wira. Seen from the look on his face the man looked very tired. If the santri are still welcome to sleep even though only a few hours, then not with Pak Aji and Kyai Sa'id who continue to wake up near Dody.

While wiping the sweat on his temple, Mr. Aji opened the conversation. "After Maghrib, you two will go to another dimension. Ready it?"

The hero looked at Salfa first, and was met with a surprised look, however, Salfa did not need to compromise more. Whatever he can do for his father.

"Ready," replied the brothers in unison.

Next to Salfa, Genta linked his hands between the fingers of the girl. Giving reinforcement, also hope that Salfa's father still had a chance to go back to his family again. Salfa returned Genta's hand by grasping it tightly. In that instant, he was determined to bring his father back. I'm sorry for what Salfa's been doing all this time, Dad. I'm sorry that Salfa can't see the amount of affection you have.

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Actually, before actually doing the summoning that sent Salfa and Wira directly in another dimension to pick up, Kyai Sa'id first did the expulsion by egg method, the egg method, where one egg is touched to the skin of Dody's hands, face, feet, and body. He wanted to establish his prejudice once again about the father of two children who deliberately gave themselves up.

"If this egg when broken is jet black, then my guess is correct" he told everyone who was in a sitting position around Dody.

Done later. It did not take long, because a while later, Kyai Sa'id broke the egg in a container that Mr. Aji brought from the kitchen. Spontaneously, everyone covered their nose because the smell exceeded that of a rotten egg, and it was true that it was dark black.

A new sight for Salfa and his friends. Everything immediately inched back so unable to bear the smell that quickly spread filled the living room. Even Wira, who had been familiar with the unpleasant smells of invisible creatures, made can not resist nausea. He went and went out, greeted by neighbors who lined up in front of the fence, exchanged talks about his family of course.

There, Willy approached, patting one of the Wira's shoulders and looking at her with understanding. "You're strong, Wir. This is all you will get through, for sure" he said.

The hero just nodded. "What if my dad doesn't come back, Wil?"

"Most importantly, you've tried."

Mr. Aji apparently followed forward, was not surprised again when he saw the Hero's friend when the two were talking. "Come, Wir. We start now. Ready, huh?"

Looking at the shabby face of Wira, Mr. Aji clearly knew how the boy felt. It is not an easy thing to be a Hero, who has long harbored everything alone but it makes him amazed. With a gontai step, Wira then entered first, while Pak Aji was seen making a prayer on the terrace to open an 'invisible fence' in the house. Because Dody and Nilam are often disturbed by supernatural beings since they have heroes, the 'fence' was made by people who asked for help. Mr. Aji, knowing this because he realized that no one could enter the house, one of them was Willy.

Inside, Salfa was sitting not far from his father's head, with Kyai Sa'id next to him. The hero is asked to sit next to his brother, with the same position that the legs are cross-legged, and their hands hold each other. Genta, who was sitting on the other side of the living room with Vin, Novan, and Kinara, as well as the students of the boarding house, realized that Pak Aji did not enter alone. There was a figure with him.

"Lo see what, Ta?" tanya Novan who seemed to be able to read Genta's expression. "What's wrong?"

"Some are brought in" replied Genta.

While Vin and Kinara were just exchanging an ignorant look, all they had in mind was the hope that this would all end soon. Kinara glanced at the mother who was sitting with Nilam, of course with the same guilty look as it seemed. Huh, if only time can be repeated, then the most powerful thing to prevent everything is not the occurrence of divorce between his parents. Also about Si Mayang—yang Kinara himself never know how the person. Who the hell is Mayang-Mayang, however all this is because of it.

"Wrong is it, Vin, if I don't grieve at the passing of my ex-husband?" said Kinara with empty eyes, not staring at anyone even spoken to.

The girl's question invites Genta and Novan to turn to her. Novan felt very sorry, that the girl he liked experienced such a heavy thing. And Genta, who again remembered what happened to Diandra, his beloved sister.

"That's God's justice!" ketus Genta, and this time, Vin did not interrupt to protect Kinara, because he knew his friend's heart was certainly very broken, which he himself could not imagine if it happened to him.

"Genta's right, Ra. The patient. I know bacot doang is easy, but at least it is clear that you are not guilty here. Do not burden your own heart" said Novan later.

Vin grabbed Kinara's one hand, rubbing it gently, which made Kinara quite able to control himself again. The young man never failed to make him calm in every circumstance. While Novan? He just looked away, not wanting to look at the two people next to him for longer.

Genta, who apparently understands Novan's movements, stretches one hand to the back of his close friend. Although yes, his heart is grieving, but if he can still strengthen his friend just a little, he will do. The thin smile was riveted, which was then answered by a thin smile also by Novan.

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"We're starting, huh?" kyai Said said starting and strengthening two Dody children, who were answered by a nod by them.

Dody who is still in a position to be stretched all over the body and held by Genta, Vin, and Novan, is still struggling but looks troubled. The genie who was initially arrogant and arrogant, the more upset because since then the santri still continue to chant the holy verses. There was Nilam, Kinara, and her mother Kinara in the corner of the room, watching all of that.

"Bismil was bornrahmaanirrahim," Kyai Sa'id began. "Close your eyes."

Salfa and Wira obediently carried out the order. Willy, who has been present in their midst for a while, goes to another dimension to accompany his human friend and brother, at the request of Mr. Aji. Just like what Si Mbah said on Pulau K who helped the group of young people, that to go to another dimension, there needs to be a non-human entity to accompany.

Both Salfa and Wira felt another air, which is difficult to explain how it felt, as if they were floating, but their bodies still felt real. The air around also seemed to press on the chest, very unpleasant and made both uncomfortable, but whatever it is they still have to continue.

"Open your eyes, son," said Kyai Sa'id.

The brothers opened their eyes, which they found was only three with Willy. There were no Pak Aji and Kyai Sa'id, only they could still hear the voices of the two men. It certainly makes both of them attacked by anxiety, because they do not know which way to start.

"Don't be afraid, we're human, stronger than they are" Mr. Aji's voice echoed at a distance not far away, but as far as Salfa and Wira's eyes could see, there was no one. "We're gonna protect you from here. Willy knows the limits so you don't get too far. Just trust him."

Automatically Salfa's head turned to Willy again, and in that second Willy nodded convincingly. His hand then took the hands of Salfa and Wira, inviting them to start walking.

"Use your feelings, son. Follow your heart, where your feet will go" said Kyai Sa'id.

Many figures filled the tunnel-like path with many of those intersections. Salfa may not be as ordinary as Wira, but he can still control himself. In his heart, there was nothing he could think of except the name of his father. That'sallthatis.

The second step led them to a roomy place, but nothing passed. There are only three of them. The eyes of the Hero squeaked, looking towards the front, there was something rectangular. Door, interior. His feet were just about to step, but Willy immediately pulled the hand of his best friend.

"Don't, Wir."

"But that's the door, Wil!"

"We can't enter it. I'll take you both there, but not to enter."

"Why?" sahut Salfa later. "It could be that our father's there."

Willy looked inside before answering Salfa. "That's where the evil spirits are. Your father was taken there by the genie. It's not a place you can go to recklessly. If you go in, you won't come back."

Willy then began walking, with the link of his right and left hands that are not separated from Salfa and Wira. As he said, he would walk to the door. "Now, call your father," he said later.

Salfa. "But, doesn't that invite them to listen as well?"

"My energy will dispel their hearing, as long as you stick with me" replied Willy.

As if knowing that what was to be done was not an ordinary summoning, but using all the energy they had, along with the feeling of love in their hearts, the brothers closed their eyes. Gathering all the memories they had of how happy their lives were in childhood, Dody never even did anything to hurt them.

If Wira doesn't have a bad memory of Dody, then not with Salfa. But this time it was different. Salfa's affection for his father had dominated when he imagined the most beautiful thing he had ever done with his father. Is when his father came to his Kindergarten, picked him up, and took him out of town for a vacation alone. They laughed together, played cheerfully, ate gulali, ran around, and as they passed the wooden bridge in the tourist attractions they visited, the father carried it behind his neck in a motion mimicking the plane, he said, causing Salfa who was afraid of heights to smile again. Moments where his father always managed to provide calm and trust so that he always felt safe.

Her tears were dripping even though the fertilizer was still tightly closed. The pain hit the chest, so tight that the girl found it hard to breathe. The memory is still playing. In his tears, he even smiled. A smile full of wounds, regretting everything that happened. If time could come back, he just wanted to be a kid. Being the little princess the father looked at as if she was the single most precious treasure his father had, which even if the entire world was destroyed, was the most precious treasure he had, it's not going to be worth the pain her father felt when her daughter was hurt.

Dad, come back. Let's go home. We fix everything together. Take Salfa vacation out of town again…

Come on, Dad, find your way home.Love Salfa the chance to be Mavis for Count Dracula… Wish our relationship could be like his father and daughter in that story…

Let's go home, Dad. We make it all together…

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Mavis and her father—Count Dracula, in the film "Hotel Transylvania". About a father who is willing to do anything including crazy things for his daughter.

Believe me not if I write this part while crying bombaiiii?

Do not know yes, of all the parts in this story, do not know why this part is the hardest to write. The regret is like a clear feeling in the chest. The brain also has imagination everywhere until finally it can not stand to cry^^^

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