Map of 7 Souls
(Hakiki Hulmi) Episode 15

Singularities

"I'm taking the bus from here, Rin," is real.

"Go home for a moment. It's late afternoon anyway," spoiled Arini's pinta.

"okay."

Arini parked the car in the front yard of the house. Before long, Arini and Hakiki get out of the car. Arini waited for Hakiki to enter the house. He smiled at his best friend who was circling the car. Approaching himself and then pulling his best friend's hand.

Arini opened the main door of the house after they went through the porch of a fairly large house. Code his best friend to go inside. The magnificent house feels cool, neat, clean and bright because it is more dominated by white when the main door is wide open.

Unasked, I sat on the couch. It's no longer awkward to be at Arini's house.

"Wait ya Ki, I want to tell Si Mbok to make a drink. Here's the picture," sodor Arini. The big brown envelope has changed hands.

Not answering. Just make an okay mark on the left hand. Right hand welcomes the brown envelope.

Arini went into the house through one sofa unit to another, still in the living room. The room, which was about nine meters long, passed until his tiny body was not visible anymore.

Opening a large brown envelope. He took all the photos inside, pulled out. Quite a lot as well, maybe about thirty photos. Viewing a set of photos, one by one and selected with both hands, which have been seen completed in the right hand. Slowly he looked at the photos, sometimes stopping at one photo because he wanted to admire the beauty of the photo. Actually, they have seen the results in the printing place earlier, but not too satisfied because they only check and see at a glance. The real print with two versions, one full color and the other black and white, but Arini does not know it because later his best friend must protest. 'Wasting money only', would definitely say that. This is done because he likes black and white photos. From the black and white photo as if emanating aura and true beauty. He thinks.

"Where, Ki? Good-good results?" ask Arini from a distance. He's already gone into the living room. Walk a few steps towards the Truth. The girl wearing soft colored clothes, sat next to him.

"Yes.everything is good. I'm satisfied with this result, "the real truth.

Arini had sat beside Herself. Take some photos. Watching a bunch of photos, one at a time. She smiled a little, sometimes laughing. Show Hakiki some photos and a little say about the photo. Sometimes a smile adorns the face because his friend responds to his opinion with a joke.

"The real Den, how are you?" greet Si Mbok who entered the living room and has approached them. The middle-aged woman was carrying a tray filled with drinks and two jars of snacks, a nastar and a coco crunch chocolate cake.

"Oh, Si Mbok. I'm good, Mbok," Just stand up and feel it. "What's up Mbok?"

"Good den. Thank goodness."

"Alhamdulillah yes, Mbok." Sit back to.

"Kok getting saucy anyway, Den," teased Si Mbok while putting drinks and both jars.

"Now many girls are crazy about him, Mbok." Arini suddenly chimed in.

The real laugh. Trying to hold a red hue on the face.

"Yes clear. Mbok.. if there is a virgin child, would want a mate same aden," in fact.

"Ah... The Mbok can."

"Diminum yes den, Mbok wants to go inside, there is still another job."

"Yes, Mbok. Thank you" Actually watching the middle-aged woman's back until it disappeared from the living room, her eyes refocused on the photo sheet that had been scattered on the table.

"Who the hell does not want to mate with his son if you care about you," joked Arini.

"Here you go, Rin. Talk about something else," he said. It seems like I'm a little confused by that word.

Take a look back at the photos scattered on the table. So many moments have been immortalized by the two of them since they became close friends. Including a bunch of photos now.

"Take a look at this photo" exclaimed Arini as he showed three photos to Hakiki. Three photographs are on the monument, drawn and separated from the others.

"Where do you think?" ask Arini.

Herself silent. From yesterday, before printing, he did focus a little on these three photos. Arini looks different here. It looks brighter, happier and of course enchanting. But even more powerful, the aura of the girl was very out in this photo. Like sparkling. Is it because of good lighting or just a coincidence. The clothes worn by Arini at that time also supported the European-style architecture of the monument.

"I love to squirm your photos here, on this monument," Real Herself.

"Yes, me too. I feel free to express myself there. And I feel like I'm blossoming and I'm experiencing a beautiful feeling."

Suddenly Arini turned her face outside the house.His ears caught something. There was a roaring sound from outside. Arini looked towards the front window. He knew the sound of the motorcycle. "My brother's coming home," real Arini. "Tumben he came home this afternoon."

Just be silent. He will also meet Arini's sister after many years of close friends.

Before long, entered a charming young man. White, clean, straight-haired. The body is high, higher than the Truth." Assalamualaikum," said.

"Wa'alaikum greetings," the two of them replied quietly.

I looked at that young man. Stupefied. Just this time, he saw Arini's brother. It looks very different from the one in the photo. More handsome. Skin's clean. His face was tiny and his eyes were slightly smaller than Arini's big eyes. His nose was also small but tall, trunked. Her lips were red, not wide but filled, let alone her lower lips that would tempt any woman who saw.

"This is my brother, Ki." Arini called out to the Essence.

"Oh." Absolutely shocked. Jump up and stand up fast. Experiencing the young man who was introduced to him. Something strange, came to mind. He tried to throw away his curious face. "Hallo, Brother." He held it out while extending his hand.

"This is the Truth, Brother." Arini deliberately introduced them because she had never met all this time. But like there's a pretence on Arini's face.

"Yes" he answered briefly. His face was flat but his lips seemed to slightly comment on the smile even in a silent condition. Grabbing the True Hand. It seemed that he was not surprised by Hakiki who became his sister's best friend and only met her now. Arini and Hakiki have been friends for three and a half years. And the young man also did not introduce his name to Hakiki. Not long after he removed his hand from the office of the True hand.

"Tumben, is it home at this hour?" ask Arini. " It's usually always home at night, so that we are home alone difficult to meet every day," real Arini tease her brother.

The young man then placed the gray backpack on the table. Sit down, blow his ass.

"Bawel ah," in fact is short. There was a distinctive sound from his mouth.

Actually a little surprised not because of the words of the young man, but surprised because Arini's brother sat with them. He showed me the blank face. Slowly in an awkward situation Just sit back on the re-occupied sofa.

Brother Arini looks at Hakiki. Look at that face for a moment. His gaze changed to the sofa table in the next second. And all of a sudden, "Waaaaaaah.... These photos are great bangeeeet.... Where did you guys pick it up...?"

Absolutely shocked. The voice of the petite-faced young man was very loud and chanted quickly. The young man's charming expression upon entering the house, disappeared instantly as his tone and face were now very laughable. I felt funny when I saw the expression on the face of the young man I had just met. He held back a little laughter.

Arini was acting like normal. Maybe he was used to his brother's expression. Arini seemed to be hiding something she did not want to reveal.

"Cock quiet? Waaaa.... You nyuekin cave huh, Rin. Your brother, where did you take photos? Waaaah..," It seems that brother Arini is getting excited from the questioning style while moving his head. His body repeatedly moved back and forward to the back of the sofa. His words were very loud and fast.

"Bawel ah's. It's at Bogor Botanical Garden loh," real Arini.

"Good with the photos. Who is a photographer? Waaaah..emang bad lu, Rin did not rhyme-ngajak cave here."

"Hakiki. Lah kak. you just go home sometime, boro-boro want to go, breakfast like it's been seven years we've never been together again," real Arini. She was not angry but it was like that Arini spoke to her brother.

"Waaaaaah. Bawel ah you," cried brother Arini. Quickly his right hand pinched his sister's cheek. Spoiled cubitan.

Arini grimacing. Little laugh.

The young man who had his jeans torn off at the right thigh, stood up taking the bag on the table. When he slightly bent down to pick up the bag, his movement came to a halt, his right hand sliding the stack of photos. There is one photo tucked into the target. Shift some of the other photos and take the intended photo. Stand stunned for a few seconds while watching the photo that is already in the right hand carefully. Holding a photo. A photo of Arini on the monument. His face was torn apart. Pale. The white skin on his face became more visible. Both of her eyes are small, looking enlarged. And so are the eyes of both eyes.

"What's up, brother?" arini asked in astonishment.

The real person who from earlier smiled knots to see the behavior of Arini's brother, this time silent and put on a face full of question marks. Both eyes noticed the expression on the face of Arini's brother who was standing upright holding a wide photo in his right hand.

"SISTER...?"

"That's okay." The young man was trying to return to the real world. His pale face was like trying to be restored. "Waaaaaah.you are so beautiful here." There is a pretence on the look on the face of Arini's brother. Not like that very natural expression. I can actually read his movements. There's something odd.

"So, I'm not going to the room. Yes already. Ouh.. yes, you are the Truth, please take care of the cave sister well," he exclaimed to Hakiki. His style is very manly. Clapping the shoulders of the True who was still sitting on the sofa. His right eye winked rapidly towards the True and the young man passed.

Deg.

The heart seems to stop for a few seconds. Looking quickly towards Arini's brother who was walking. Look at the back of the young man who is wide enough for the size of a teenager. True Memory drifted to seven years ago. "That eye.... Those eyes.... Is that him? Oh, my God," said the Truth.

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