Light Warriors
Section 12

School hours are over. Rumi was tired of waiting for the usual angkot.

Suddenly Syam stopped his bike, right in front of Rumi.  Syam looks agitated.  Her face flushed.  His eyes looked puffy, like he was crying. 

" Lho, Sham. You don't work ?" 

Syam got off his motorcycle and immediately hugged his twin brother. He could no longer move his mouth to say anything.  

"Mr, Mi.." 

"Mr? Why, Sham?"

"Father.., "Sham is still powerless to continue his words.

"Yes, why Sham? " 

"There's no age, Mi."

"Huh?" Rumi was shocked. He could not believe what he had just heard from his twin brother. "M...you mean? "  

"Mr. father passed away, Mi."

"Hm... You must be kidding me, right, Sham?"

" Have you no reason, right?  You must have lied to me. You must be intent on teasing me. Isn't that right, Syam?" 

Rumi's face flushed.  Her tears came out too.  Sham's face looked at Rumi's face deeply. They look at each other.

"Let's go home, Mi. "

Syam drove his bike fast, piggybacking on his brother.  Arriving in front of the village, it is seen that the neighbors are already crowded in front of the boarding houses.  His body was covered in cloth.  Some residents prepare the father's corpse bath.  

"Mas, "sounds Mother's voice screaming. "Wake,Mas. Wakes up. Don't leave me, Mom. Don't leave the kids." 

"Here you go, ma'am," a neighbor tried to calm Mom down. "Patiently. The sincere."

"Usually, around nine in the morning, you wake up and ask for food, "Syam starts telling stories.  " But, today, I don't speak at all, Mi. Until twelve o'clock in the afternoon, it still remained silent.

You stay like a sleeping person. With Mom, I checked. It turns out that my father was not breathing. His heart is not beating. His veins were also not pulsing. His body was cold and pale. You sleep forever." 

Once again, the two twins hugged each other tightly.  They both cry. 

"Prophey, Mi. We have to keep getting up." 

"You too, Sham. The patient."

They came to Mom and hugged her. All three were drowning in tears and an atmosphere of sorrow.

After being bathed and sholated in the mosque near the house, the body of the Father was buried in an Islamic tomb not far from their boarding houses.  Rumi and Sham accompanied him. 

During the week, they did prayers and recitation of Yasin's letter to the Father.  The days became normal after that.  It's just that there's no Father.  That's difference.  

"Patience, Mi, "Ismunah's mother encouraged Rumi. "Everyone must have experienced something called death. No matter old, young, rich, poor, smart, stupid. Everything will die" 

"But time feels so fast, ma'am, "Rumi lowered her head.  "I really didn't expect you to leave us too soon. I have not yet graduated school. I haven't shown the best for you either." 

"Sstt, "Mother Ismunah patted Rumi on the shoulder. "Everyone has arranged. But I believe one thing, as long as there is still love in your heart for your Father, that is as long as your Father will continue to live in your memory, Mi. "

Rumi looked at Ibu Ismunah.  He smiles. 

"Mi, if the person who died was the one who died and buried only his body. But his soul is alive and will live on. Although you can not embrace his body, but you can embrace his Soul.Then, embrace the Souls of the dead with the prayers that we offer." 

"Thank you, Mom. My mother's advice made me stronger. " 

"Good, Mi. Your face is getting handsome and sweet if excited. " 

Ismunah's mother held both of Rumi's cheeks, smiling.

Syam on his motorcycle suddenly stopped in front of Ibu Ismunah's stall, startling the two of them.  Ismunah's mother was confused and surprised to see Sham, whose face was the same as Rumi's. Several times he turned towards Sham, then towards Rumi, towards Sham again, towards Rumi again.  Mr. Min also continued to observe Rumi and Sham with a feeling of wonder.  

"Lho, Mas Rumi, are there two? " ask Ismunah's mother.  

Rumi laughed gigglingly at her sight.  "He's my twin brother, Mom. His name is Sham." 

"Oh, you deserve your face to look alike. To my confusion."

Syam greeted Ismunah and Mr. Min.  

"Oh, so this is apparently the stall of Ibu Ismunah you used to tell me about? " ask Sham.  

"Yes, Sham."

"Shyam, are you home from work? "asked Rumi.

"Already, Mi. I'm home early today."

"Why, Syam? "

"Not why, Mi. It's done with the job."

"Oh, I see, Sham."

"You want to see Ismunah's stall."

"Yes already, Sham. Look at it until you are satisfied. While you're here now. " 

The two twin boys giggled.

"Sham's school is the same as Rumi's? " ask Ismunah's mother.  

"Uhm..we used to be one school, Mom," replied Sham. " I don't go to school anymore. I work on a building project."

"Lho, why not go to school? " ask Ismunah's mother.  

"No charge, ma'am, " replied Sham.  " Let Rumi take my place to continue school. After all, I have to help Mom make a living to make ends meet."

"But if there's a windfall, don't you want to go to school again?" Ismunah's mother asked.

Syam scratched his head. " Yes want to, Mom. Anyone would want to go to school until graduation. Then, continue your education in College. However, since there is no cost, how else do I do?" 

"Hopefully one day there is a way you can go to school again like Rumi, " said Ismunah's mother. " There must be a way if there is a strong intention."

"Amiin, " replied Sham.  

Before going home, Rumi helps clean the stall and washes the dirty glasses.  She looked at her twin brother with a smile. He got out of his chair and immediately helped Rumi wash the dirty glass.  

"I help, Mi, " said Sham.  

"Eh, can you? " ask Rumi.  

"You don't underestimate me, Mi. Can't wash a glass?" 

"Be careful of shattering his glass Sham,"Rumi teased. " You are a construction worker. Your arms are muscular. Worry these glasses crack if you hold them." 

"Huh, you arrogant bastard, "Sham splashed his twin brother with water in the bucket.  Rumi does not accept and splashes her twin sister back.  

"Eh, that'sit. Don't play water in my stall, "reproved Ibu Ismunah. 

After finishing washing the glass, Syam and Rumi say goodbye.  

Ismunah's mother smiled. "Oh my God, I can't repay any of Rumi and Sham's kindness, "inwardly.  " But I am sure you must have listened to the prayers of the servant. Give them both the best path of their lives, Your path of mystery. Your unexpected path. Your path comes from every direction. Amens. " 

Mother Earth, the Angel of the Earth, again appears in the form of a wise and graceful woman. Ismunah's mother smiled at him.

"Keep carrying out your mission well, Smunah," Pertiwi said. "Keep watching the two children. Remember, they are the Twin Lights that Dark Workers, Niwatakawaca's followers are so afraid of."

"Niwatakawaca, the Dark Lord. "

Ismunah's mother sighed.

"Truely, and more and more, his followers, demons, ghosts, and evil astral beings, are also increasingly spreading darkness, through terror, hatred, deceit, sorrow, and other atrocities," mother Ismunah said.

Continuing on :

"The power of Niwatakawaca will be increased by absorbing the negative energies. Light knights like you must also increasingly intensively spread the energy of love to dampen the dark energy spread by the followers of Niwatakawaca. You, the knights of light, must save as much of the human soul as possible by helping them out of the darkness, and giving enlightenment and love. Helping them rise to higher levels of spiritual awareness. Ismunah, as the head of the light knights for the territory of Indonesia, I guess you know what you have to do."

"I understand, Mother Earth."

"good. Continue to act as the poor. The person whose life is the simplest. So that your existence as the head of the light knight for this territory of Indonesia is not known by anyone. Always vigilant. Many human beings are visible as ordinary human beings, but in fact they are under the control of the followers of Niwatakawaca."

Ismunah's mother looked at the lump on her husband's neck. "I know it's not an ordinary disease. Even if taken to the most expensive hospital, it will not heal."

" Your husband was exposed to the dark energy of Niwatakawaca's followers. The disease will not be cured by medicine, but by the love and prayers you give her. Your husband's soul is present as a learning for you, as well as a Soul that you must guide directly to experience ascension."

"I understand, Mother Earth."

"Never get tired of standing with your husband. Never get tired of loving her. That is the most effective remedy for your husband, unless the Almighty wills to shut down his physical body because his time on earth is up. By caring for and accompanying your husband, you spread the energy of love throughout the Universe. With a vision of your third eye, you can see a glittering light shimmering across the universe from your stall as you take care of your husband, comfort him with positive words, and pray for him. Believe me, it will affect the other souls around you as well. Those who are under the influence of the dark energy power of the followers of Niwatakawaca, then look at you and they touched his heart. As they touched his heart, the dark power vanished from them. "

Ismunah's mother smiled. "Thank you for reminding me, Pertiwi."

The Earth angel disappeared. Ismunah's mother continued her work.