FORBIDDEN DESIRES OF AN OB
Chapter 52

"Do I have to be honest with the old man? if the keris is mine, that's gone. But... Could the old man believe it? I have no evidence to suggest ownership of the kris. I was afraid, afraid to say just confessing to me by the old man. Oh my god, help me to be able to reveal it to the old man without offending him, if in fact it is my missing possession." royco's mind as he stared at the golden dagger in the shape of a marble that was being wiped by the old man.

"Dad!" Call the old man. Sontak Royco was surprised by his daydream.

"Oh yes, old man, sorry I was daydreaming. I was too cool to see that keris." said Royco who was wrong.

"Why are you daydreaming? are you curious about this keris? if so, you can touch it." he said, as his hand thrust the keris in front of Royco.

"Can I really hold it?" Royco confirmed the clearance.

"Eum, I can!" exclaim the Old man.

With mixed feelings of joy and fear, Royco grabbed him with a resounding hand. His eyes glazed with glass while staring at the keris.

"Oh keris, forgive me for my mistakes that have taken you away," Royco said with regret that he felt negligent yesterday.

As a tribute to his great-grandfather, Royco kissed the keris salute.

Then, make the old man frown his magic. When the young man who was in front of him, understood very well about how to respect the heirloom.

"Heemm, do you know it's an heirloom?" the question is like testing Royco.

For a moment Royco fell silent, thinking whether he should be honest about the keris or hide the truth? from the old man.

"Actually.. actually." said Royco hesitantly.

"What are you talking about? from just the truth, actually continue what you say." asked the old man was confused by Royco's strange behavior.

"I'm sorry before, I don't mean to be rude to the old man. Actually, this keris belongs to me who is missing, once again forgive me old man, it is not my intention to confess that I do not have this heirloom. But the reality is like that." said Royco.

The Old Man was stunned, between believing in disbelief towards this ugly young man.

"What's the evidence?" pinta the old man, test.

Royco shook his head because he basically did not have any evidence except one. But he thought.later the old man was increasingly unwilling to return to him.

"I don't have the proof old man, but I don't lie. Really, the keris was mine from my great-grandfather's gift to look after him, old man," Royco said, trying to convince the old man.

For a moment the old man could not accept an explanation from Royco without strong evidence, because it was difficult for the old man to be able to trust Royco directly.

"That's it, I can't just trust you. Better now you go in the room, rest so that your body condition can be fit and you can quickly leave my house" said the old man who looks disappointed with Royco.

"Sir, come. Help me to make this old man believe, if the keris is right to give grandfather to me to take care of and take care of him." his mind calls his great-grandfather to come.

It was seen the old man walking away leaving Royco alone, and the old man was seen stepping into his room to store the magic kris shaped like a marble.

While Royco, looks a little sorry to have offended the old man. With a furious breath, he left the room to the room that became his resting place.

...****...

Twelve o'clock at night, precisely in a small room, the old man was asleep in his sleep. After a while, Royco's great-grandfather came to the old man in his dream.

"Assalamualaikum," greeting the great-grandfather who immediately made the old man to his surprise.

"Wa-waalaikumsalam," the old man replied, stammering.

"You're the-what?" he asked as he looked at the place he was walking. Above the clouds? am I above the clouds? The old man could not believe that his feet were stepping on the clouds. It was just a dream, but it seemed real to him.

"I'm the owner of the keris that you currently keep" said the great-grandfather. " The young man you helped yesterday is really my grandson" he explained.

The old man fell silent, still reluctant to believe it. "Sorry, I still don't believe it. Show me one proof." Challenge the old man to ask reverently.

"Actually, without proof I could take the kris out of your hands, but since I really appreciate you as my grandson's helper, then I'm not as good as you. But because you ask for the proof, I will grant it." said grandfather.

A moment later, the great-grandfather also looks committed to his lips. As if saying a mantra, I don't know what spell he said. So with a blink of an eye, the keris now held by the old man let out a white puff of smoke.

Sontak made the old man immediately surprised, so that accidentally the hand dropped his keris that had been grasped.

And before long the keris was transformed into a form, a grandfather who was dressed all in white. Again the old man was surprised by the change in form of the keris.

"Ko-kok be-changed?" shocked the old man while pointing towards the form of keris which turned out to be a human form.

"A-you who? and where's that keris?" connect the old man nervously.

"I am a change in the form of the keris, and it is true that my great-grandfather was my master. And that brat you helped me with yesterday is my new master, are you still unable to believe in all of that?!" exclaimed the original form of the magic keris.

For a moment the old man was stunned, then replied in a brick-styled voice, "Sa-I believe now. I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I have doubted you before. And as soon as possible, I'll turn that dagger over to your granddaughter."

"Yes, thank you for messing with us. About the return of the keris, do not be in a hurry. Because I actually want to ask you for help," said the Grandpa Buyut.

"Solicit please?" repeat old man a little confused.

"Yes, I ask for help to help my grandson get on the right path. Yesterday he had been on the wrong path by lighting up using that magic kris. Please guide him, whether you want to educate him subtly or roughly, I don't mind that" the great-grandfather said.

"I'm willing, count let me not be lonely because I have busyness," agreed the old man.

"Thank you!" said great grandfather. After that, he disappeared. In a moment, the human figure was back in the form of a keris that was again grasped by the old man.