AWAKENED
BONUS PART - 1

"I want you to take care of something that is the most valuable thing to me."—Genta

The sun began to hide. Orange sky is beautiful to the eye. Still on the wet grass from the rain earlier this afternoon, Salfa sat hugging his knees. The park has always been a favorite place for her. Tired to feel the lecture and all its burden, making him desperate to go alone to the park, looking for a moment of calm.

If the beautiful things that are missed can be played, yes. Here together Dad, and I rode in a car with an apron eating ice cream. Watch the monkey mask near the fountain. Unfortunately, all is eternal in memory. In fact, Dad's gone, and I'm not the old one anymore.

Being a different Salfa during these two months, was a burden. Indeed, after the events of that time—yang changed the way he looked at the father, also to what God gave him. However, in living it, Salfa lost a lot. Losing friends who were always there for him because he was more busy with his own world, losing his sanity due to the weight of his mind so that his value dropped in college, also losing one important thing in his life. Hero.

"So, go yourself don't take me, because you want to cry here?"

The familiar voice in Salfa's ears broke the solemn sorrow of Salfa. At first the girl turned her head, then immediately wiped her tears. He saw, Genta had already caught up sitting next to him. "Where am I from here?"

The clapper grimaced, prodding a small plastic bag that was transparent enough to appear to have chocolate ice cream inside. Salfa accepted it with a wry smile. Unpacking the ice cream, he spoke again, without looking at his lover.

"You haven't answered my question, Ta."

"Which one?" reply Genta intentionally.

"Ih ... Yeah, well, you know where I'm from?"

The youth who enjoyed the soda in the can he held, glanced at Salfa. Smilingly. Not because he saw the most beloved girl on earth, but because of habits that have never been lost. "Eat the ice cream with the mouth, Sal, not the nose," he said, poking the tip of Salfa's nose and showing ice cream that was dripping there.

"From your mother, who else?" genta continued later, answering Salfa's question. "Wira's still like that, Sal?"

Salfa nodded. "Yes. I really didn't just lose my dad, Ta. I lost the hero too. His happiness, his smile, his crisp jokes, everything. He's always in the room. Don't want to eat one table in the dining room, and choose to eat alone in the room. I don't think the house is alive anymore, Ta."

"Love him time, Sal. The incident a month ago, made a big splash on him."

"Did he think it didn't even affect me?" reply to Salfa with intonation that suppresses each word.

"Count to ten!" exclaimed Genta when he realized Salfa's countenance turned angry.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Salfa followed Genta's instructions, counting in his heart. Not just ordinary counting, but feelingly. Pause at his chest to calm down and the tension that he felt softened.

"Where, is it quiet enough?" tanya Genta then, replied a nod by Salfa.

The young man smiled sincerely, then spread one hand behind Salfa, embracing him. His girlfriend rests her head on Genta's shoulder. "It's so hard to know, Ta ... I'm tired, don't know anymore...."

"You're the most powerful girl I know, Sal. Believe me, if God loves you the trials of living this complicated, it's a sign that you are designed stronger than others?" tanya Genta was still in the same position. His hand rubbed the hair softly Salfa.

"The owner believes. But what, God is so evil, Ta, same me? That's how much it is...."

"If you had known about your father's mistake, Wira would not, Sal. All he knew was your father who never committed a fatal mistake. That's why, when it's all uncovered, he's the one who gets the most hurt. That's natural. He just needs time."

Genta put the soda can, then release the grip on Salfa. He just remembered something. There was one thing he wanted to give to Salfa. So he broke his jacket pocket, found what he was looking for there. Salfa just stared confusedly at the lover, who was looking at him enigmatic. Genta knew the meaning of Salfa's gaze, and he did not want to linger or mince words anymore, immediately giving up the circular-shaped object.

Salfa's eyes blinked when he received Genta's gift. A small folding mirror the size of a powder. However, not an ordinary mirror, but the back of the mirror aka the outside is very antique. Made of wood, with engraving details on its surface. The girl's eyes squinted with a frown, trying to pay more attention, then the smile fell from her.

"Everything is ok in the end. If it's not ok, then it's not the end."

Genta shook his head immediately. "No. I didn't give that to you. I entrust it to you."

Salfa did not understand, he still silently listened. There, Genta continued. "There's something very precious in it, Sal. I want you to take care of something that is the most valuable thing to me" said Genta. "Take good, okay?"

Salfa's eyes once again turned to the mirror, flipping them over, looking for other gaps that could have been the answer to a question he had not yet addressed. But eventually the girl gave up. Back to Genta.

"What is it about? Not a mirror?" he asked while still looking at the mirror.

Genta did not answer anymore, only looking at Salfa meaningfully, with a moving hand pointing the mirror until it reflected the image of Salfa in it. "That."

Salfa's heart, don't ask how it feels. What Genta did was enough of an answer for him. Looking at himself in the mirror, made Salfa instantly understand. To take care of himself. He is what he means, is the most valuable thing for Genta. Four years have passed, and during that time also the feeling of Salfa to Genta is still the same. However, the shakes, it never feels lost even though many times the season has changed, and left hard happy behind.

"Cock quiet, honey? How, you wanna take care of it, right?" tanya Genta broke the euphoria in Salfa. "Not salting that, the more beautiful it will be."

"Yeeee gumbal mulu! The good part is if the more beautiful, how the hell?"

"Not good at all. Who likes it you ntar nambah."

Salfa smiled, it made Genta resentful of course. However, just now that he was about to speak again, Salfa had already snatched first. "Bec ... Ta ... You tell me to take care of myself. My heart, including myself, right? So why are you worried, aren't you in my heart?"

Realizing her sentence was very strange in her own right, Salfa immediately lowered his head. "What the hell am I?!"

"Well yeah, if you're the one who's fighting?" goda Genta, although he could not deny that his heart is ravaged at this time. Filled with happiness.

A wind was blowing around the two of them. The wind was different than usual. That Eve, the longer it felt. Until at one point, both Salfa and Genta saw something behind the garden mango tree. What a beautiful sight. Salfa knew him. That was his neighbor. However, seeing the foot that no longer treads the ground, made him sure that the figure of the woman, not a human.

"Help me.." shimmied the figure.

Salfa and Genta looked at each other. It seemed, the two who had gotten used to it, were no longer shocked. Now, a new assignment for the two, investigating the figure. Again, be a link. Between the dead and the living. Living in two dimensions that are not easy, side by side with the living and not, they go through both. Together.

Both reply in unison. "How did you die?"

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Hello back again, see you all huhu kangen. Because of one circumstance, I did not open wattpad long enough. Yes, you know yourself, 2020 is very heavy right. The saturation must have felt by everyone

By the way, what's the bonus part? Hope you like it. Kan of you pretty much asked to be made Cetita Salfa–Genta, but it turns out more voting to Wira, so this is insteada^^

Waiting for the story of Wiranya. Right away, be patient. And please don't be sider. Spam comments in this part can be hehe times. Luv!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

HOPEFULLY 2021 WILL BE BETTER FOR AAMIIN!

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