Map of 7 Souls: Hikma Andapi
Promise : Ep. 4

The garden illuminated by several lights is no longer inhabited. The young man who was sitting on the pendopo not far from the highest water tower, stared at the garden scenery with an empty face. The night is getting late. He had asked permission for the park's manager to spend the night in the pendopo. Even the motorcycle has been inserted into the garden environment, located on the front porch of the messenger mess in charge of the place.

He didn't know why to do this but his heart kept stressing that he should be in the park tonight. He called his mother and told her he was not coming home. She was afraid her mother was worried. The sadness of losing her youngest child a few weeks ago has made her days seem meaningless, especially if her eldest child, Dapi, will disappear again. That's why Dapi is quick to give news.

Initially Dapi hoped to find the answer to his dream when visiting this Park, then he could go home soon. But the clock on his phone showed at 23:47, it was almost near midnight and he did not find what he was looking for in this place.

Of course he can't sleep. Not because he was afraid, but he was trying to rethink what the dream meant.

Dapi lay on the pendopo provided for the visitors. In the park that is not too bright, only the sound of crickets and frogs that seem to ask for rain. The nighttime conditions in this park look quite beautiful because many fireflies are flying here and there. Surprisingly, the park is spacious and full of trees and there are many pools filled with water, no mosquitoes bite it, probably because many predators eat mosquitoes in this park.

Wuuush......

Wuuushis.....

Taps.    Taps.    Taps.

Two figures flashed over the stone peg - the stone that Dapi passed this afternoon. They wear black clothes. He looked at the two figures from the pendopo. The distance to the park is about 100 meters. He instantly awakened his slim body. Sit down, quiet in the pendopo. The two figures, jumped up quickly and approached him.

Dapi was amazed. There was no fear at all from the water on his face. And before long, a large figure, standing 10 meters in front of him, followed by a thin and tall white-faced young man, stood behind the man.

The man was about 50 years old. Her body is huge. His chest field was also wide. But his face still looks young. He wears a black shirt and jeans with a baseball cap also in black. So did the young man who followed him from behind. Wearing all black, up to his shoes was also the same color but on the back of the young man was a bow and arrow with his container.

"Are they not bitten by mosquitoes? " collapse in the heart.

The middle-aged man smiled at Dapi.

Dapi came down from the pendopo and stood up with a curious face.

"Bli (branch), who do you want to see?" dapi asked slightly bowing his head. He felt he had to be courteous with them even though he was a stranger because he was also a stranger in that place. "Maybe they're the owners of this park" he thought.

The man approached Dapi by walking slowly, followed by the young man who was taller than Dapi. Her face was very cute, even though she was not smiling.

Dapi.

"Please sit. Just relax," the real man told Dapi. Then he sat on the pendopo. The young man who followed him, stood beside him. Quiescent.

"Oh. This man who has this place turns out," muttered Dapi in heart.

"OK, Bli," cried Dapi. Then he sat back down on the pendopo.

"Call Om only. My name is Bagas Wicaksana," in fact while smiling at Dapi who was sitting next to him.

"Artha, you sit here", the command of the man who claimed to be called Om.

The young man who stood beside him, stalely raising his buttocks to the pendopo, then sat down leisurely.

"Oh. Yes, Om. My name is Dapi", in fact and he stuck his right hand out toward the man.

Of course the man welcomed Dapi's hand and shook hands with a smile on his face.

Then Dapi's hand poked towards the young man who was called Artha by the big body man.

"Artha" he said, introducing himself and smiling.

"Sorry Om. I beg for permission to spend the night here," explained Dapi after pulling his finished hand shake hands with Dapi.

"Why should I ask permission?", he asked.

"Om who owns this place, khan?" ask Dapi with a serious face.

"Not."

"Well."

"Why?"

"I think Om owns this place. Trus, who do you want to see?" ask Dapi curious.

"Meet you?"

"I."

"Yes." Yeah."

And looks astonished. Face confused.

The young man named Artha just silently looked at the conversation of the two people beside her who greeted each other.

"Who are you waiting for here?" ask Om Bagas.

"I..... Uh me.... Just calming down here, Om," real nervous Dapi. He didn't know what was the right sentence to explain his current situation.

"Squiet yourself?"

"Hmm."

"Squiet yourself from losing your sister or because of your dreams?".

Om Bagas asked sternly and stared intently at Dapi.

Deg.

And a little pale.

"OK......"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Om who?"

"I Bagas Wicaksana."

"No, I mean... Uh, I mean who Om really is. How do you know about my sister?" asked Dapi with a face of astonishment.

"I'll help you make your dream come true, but I can't promise to find your sister" she said.

"I don't understand, Om."

"You'll understand soon."

Om Bagas standing up. "Artha, borrow your bow and arrow."

Artha gave the man a bow and arrow.

Om Bagas moved forward a few steps. Put the arrow into the bow and then raise the arrow up. Stretch the bow slowly and slide the arrow towards the sky.

1 second.

3 seconds.

Taaks.

The sound of a flick of his right finger was very loud. The sound came from the friction of his thumb and index finger.

Before long, there was a white ray that descended from the sky forming a huge umbrella covering the garden. The white beam was about 1 km in diameter enveloping them. Upon reaching the ground, the white light disappeared. As usual, nothing strange happened.

Dapi.

Artha was silent. There was no expression on his face. Flat. He only saw the man's action.

Om Bagas returned to the pendopo, approaching Dapi and Artha. He returned the bow and arrow to Artha.

"What's in your dream these 3 days?" real man it is.

"Eh..." A little scream. Of course he was surprised. "How did he know that I had a dream and also he knew that I had a dream in these 3 days" he murmured.

"You're here to find answers to your dreams, aren't you?" I helped you find what you were looking for, "obviously Om Bagas.

Dapi. He seems to be thinking hard. He tried not to easily trust others since losing his sister.

"Artha, try to show your abilities" Om Bagas ordered.

"Well, Pa," replied Artha quickly.

"Bright... This is his father" muttered Dapi again. She's surprised.

Artha got up from her seat. Go a few steps. Putting arrows on the bow. Raise the bow up in a direction to form a diagonal, then slide the arrow. Then he flicked his finger after the arrow shot, just like Om Bagas did. But, Artha flicked her finger 2 times within 2 seconds between one flick and another.

In the distance, in front of them appeared a red and yellow colored flame. The fire formed a small Eagle that flew straight ahead, then turned around towards them.

Of course Dapi was very surprised by the incident. His mouth opened slightly unconsciously.

The fire that came out from the eagle-shaped arrow was approaching them. About 50 meters away will approach the pendopo.

There was a flick of a finger coming back from Artha's hand. This time a little stronger.

The eagle-shaped flame disappeared, only the arrow shot out and was quickly captured by Artha using her right hand.

"Waaaaaah... Cool."

Actually that word will be spoken by Dapi from his small mouth but it was held back.

"You too can be like that" said Om Bagas.

"I, Om."

"Yes. Ye. Who else?. You're the only one who doesn't have the strength here. We're just three."

"I. Have power?" ask Dapi wonder.

"Yes. It's only natural that you don't know that because no one told you before. Well... I came to help gain that power."

He looked at the man as if in disbelief. In front of him were two strangers who said he had power." Just like the story in the fairy tale" he thought.

"Come on. Come with me," bargained the man. He stood up while opening his right palm.

In astonishment. He looked at the palm that the man beside Dapi had thrust out, then turned his head upwards, looking at the man's face.

Om Bagas smiled. He's nodding. Then he turned his head to the right side, towards Artha and opened his left palm.

Artha welcomed the hand of the big man she called Papa. Grip that hand.

Seeing Artha holding the man's hand, Dapi tried to reach the right palm slowly. He still hesitated, but ventured to dispel his curiosity.

When Dapi had grasped the man's palm,

Wuuushis....

The three of them disappeared, unseen in the pendopo again.

He coughed, his stomach was nauseous, his head felt a little dizzy. He looked forward and backward. It turned out that he was not in the pendopo anymore but was in front of the water tower he was staring at this afternoon. It was far behind the three of them. To his left are Om Bagas and Artha.

"This is called teleportation."

Dapi looked at the smiling man looking at him, then his gaze was fixed on Artha who was at the end. The young man is ordinary. There is no pain or nausea in the face. He stood in front of the water tower. Just speechless.

"The first experience of teleportation would be like that of side effects, nausea and a little dizziness. Next will get used to it, "real Om Bagas. He removed the grip of Dapi and Hakiki.

"Okay, it's your turn. You want to find your answer all this time, khan?" ask Om Bagas.

"Hm.... I'm confused Om," real Dapi.

"Yes. I've understood. Your questions all along and your confusion will be answered tonight."

"Oh. Did ya?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"How?"

"You only need to drink water from this tower."

Dapi frowned.

"Come on. Believe this. Is there a part of your dream like this, right? Is that why you came here?"

Dapi.

"Take this water with both hands, then drink directly Tirta Gangga water from the palm of your hand" said Om Bagas.

"That's all, Om."

" Yeah, Just it. After that you will find all the answers to your questions."

He looked at the man. He always smiled at Dapi. Then the view of Dapi leads to Artha who stands upright in front of the water tower. The young man nodded and smiled at him.

Both hands move towards the container from the water tower which is 8th from the top. He slightly raised both of his hands up, parallel to his neck. Dipped the two hands into a container shaped like a flower petal encircling the stem of a water tower. Drowning both of his hands that were already open, palms towards the top. Then scoop up the water in the container and lift it back up slowly. The water in both of his palms was directed slowly to his mouth so that not much fell down.

He inhaled the water slowly - the land. After the water ran out in his palm, he felt heat all over his body. He felt the energy flowing throughout the body following the flow of blood. That energy had never been felt in his entire life. His muscles seemed to move forward to form new flesh. He raised his head, screamed, opened his mouth wide towards the sky. From his mouth came a white light that shot up into the sky. Straightest. Simultaneously, the water that was in the entire pond of Tirta Gangga Tourism Park glided upwards simultaneously making a sound that clashed to break the silence of the star-filled night.

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