MIRACLE MIRACLE MIRROR
SEVENTIETH EPISODE NINE

"Your wife is unconscious after a traffic accident, Ali!"

"Eyang?!? Then, how can I draw Laila back to this life?"

"Everybody lives with Divine Robbi. There is nothing we can do except wait for the miracle of Allah Ta'ala."

"But how is it possible? How can I just wait while Laila somehow can come back. Is he coming back? Or do you stick with your past life? I can't just shut up and wait, Eyang!"

"If you dare, go into the magic mirror. Find your wife and bring her back. But the portal door was a lot. The number is quite astonishing that is 40 quintillion or 40,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 black holes. That's roughly 1 percent of all matter in the observable universe. Can you find the black hole of the galaxy of life that your wife is passing through? There is a possibility that you may meet, but given the number of black holes that exist... I'm a pessimist you'll meet except fate unites."

Ali's dumbfounded. Yadi.

Eyang Toro's words were right.

Had Ali entered into the magic mirror, it does not mean that he would have immediately entered to meet with Laila.

I don't know which life Laila is in.

And the door of the teleportation portal which brought her to Laila's life.

It seems very unlikely.

"Then?!? Can Mbah Kandut find Laila and Ali bring her back here?"

Toro chuckles.

"That's human! Never able to accept the truth. Even his brain was used to do everything for what they wanted!"

Ali and Yadi looked at each other.

Toro shook his head while clucking furiously.

"Ear with all that, Ali! I thought you were a humble human being and committed to the divine decree. As it turns out, you are also an ambitious human being and full of high desires!"

"Eyang.., I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'm sorry for thousands of pardons, but I can't let Laila get into the galactic system of life that you guys have and pull me in on this plausible thing. I, I must be responsible for my wife. My responsibility is not only to my Lord, but to his parents as well. I have to find my wife, Eyang! Laila's wife! He entered into the magic mirror because of the carelessness of Me and also of Eyang who easily gave the burden of your past mistakes to me who knew nothing."

Deg.

Ali's speech made Toro amazed and daydreamed.

It was unexpected that the boy who was only a few months old was twenty years old could say that mature to him.

Toro felt his chest hurt like a hammer.

"I am just a grown-up boy! I am not a student, your student like Yadi who is very interested in science and thirsty for metaphysical science. I am only a young man who has a fragile heart and a weak soul. Always bullied because of sad circumstances. That's Me. Until you guys suddenly disguised my identity. Being like a person who can change nature is also a character like the puppet you play. At first I thought that Eyeang Toro was really my grandfather. The happy me is amazing, having a descendant bebet that is not canned. Turns out, it was all a hoax. Is this like real life? You, the great genius-brained scientists arbitrarily changed the terms of the Creator by tweaking the formula of the world, until you were able to create a galactic system of life with a medium of magic mirrors, huh... how great!" (Prok prokkk, Ali clapping)

Yadi and Toro looked at each other.

"The higher one's knowledge, the more arrogant and the more one wants to continue and continue to explore the world. God himself reminds us to always be patient in life."

"That...! The first time I knew you, I was very respectful because you always invited me to always remember God. He taught me many lessons in life. Eyang is really like my own Eye that I never knew because the words of the late Father, Eyang and Utiku have long gone. Always remind me not to leave prayers. I admire and respect Eyang as high as the sky. But now.., I don't know anymore, which person should I trust among you! Eyang, Mbah Kandut or you, Yadi!? Everyone has a mask!"

"This world, the stage play, Ali! All humans change as time goes along with the flow and choice of their lives. You, Me, Yadi and everyone else metamorphosed. All live and grow. So good, then choose evil, or go back again to the right path. All are the storylines chosen by man himself, Ali!"

Ali is confused.

Ali's brain suddenly collapsed, his mind drifting in an uncertain direction. The emotion of his soul being restrained broke into teardrops and sweat on his tired face.

"Eyang. but I have an obligation to find my wife for now. Hik hicks..."

Ali rubbed her face and pulled her hair hard.

His cry broke out without anyone being able to give him enlightenment.

Ali squatting.

Yadi breathed and...

"You finally admit that I'm superior to you, don't you, Tor?"

Instantly the three men of different generations turned to the direction of the voice.

"Wrinkle!!!"

"You... still want to see me?" ask Kandut with a dragged step. It seemed like one of his legs was no longer able to function normally. I don't know why.

"You.., you came to see us!" cetus Toro with pursed lips.

The two old men were like children who were at odds and satirized each other.

"How...kabar Suminah?"

Chuckling chandelier.

"You still miss my wife, Toro? Even though his hair has turned white and his smooth skin is wrinkled now. Still dreaming of making love to my wife, Suminah? Haha... Love is crazy! Hahaha.huh ah! Torooo, Toro! Haha..."

Kandut's laughter echoes.

His body shook so strongly Kandut laughed loudly.

Toro was silent. His lips were pursed and his eyes were irritated.

Ali's stunned. Confused and do not understand why the story of the two parents who have always been sworn enemies in every life is different now.

"Haish!!! Hey, the Old Grandpa! Can you give me an explanation, how can I be dragged into your life?" exclaimed Ali began to lose respect and lost respect to become disrespectful to the sepuhnya.

"Haha... Haha..."

"Hahaha.., pity you Ali!"

"Hhh... Ali, come with me!"

Yadi sighed. His hand pulled Ali's hand and the two sped away on the bike after Yadi saluted the two great masters.

"Ke_where are we?"

"Mosque! The best place for desperate people like yourself, and myself!"

Ali remained silent. Not dare to argue even though Yadi's remarks made him less agree.

The mosque is the best place. But mosques are not places for desperate people. Nope.

Ali's fascinated. Golden dome mosque. So majestically beautiful exposed to the moonlight that shines full because this is the time of the full moon.

Eleven o'clock late at night.

Of course the mosque is deserted.

They stepped towards the ablution.

My Lord, the Greatest, lift up our unrest, desolate souls. Give us guidance, to always remain in Your holy ways.

Seriate