Mukhalis: Hero of Bentala
5. Dreams and Hope

Seen from Sabrina's sweet radiant face, poured enthusiasm as she told the names of the plants around her. The chatty nature can not be limited, railing unbecoming. While Sekar still smiled widely, also interested in everything that Sabrina threw. The child of the noble never cared about the beautiful clothes and beautiful exposed to the ground, leaving a stain.

At that time they were planting Camelia flowers that were pink, imprinted semringah when Sekar smelled the smell of soil doused by Sabrina. I don't know how long they've spent there, exchanging stories and impressions shared together. They get along faster than expected. Maybe because Sekar does not have a sister or sister, especially a girl friend who can be invited to talk. His heart was currently blooming, flowery enjoying the state.

"Don't overdo it," Suluh suddenly appeared carrying fruits and drinks. "Rest for a minute."

"Wow Brother!" Sabrina ran over the chocolate-colored drink, sitting on a tree trunk that split flat. "So, here!"

The brown-haired, horse-picked woman smiled sincerely, replying, "Thank you, Sabrina."

The gaze of Suluh and Sekar linked, it was clear that Sekar was still not feeling good about the reaction thrown in the carriage. He turned to the plant and Suluh gave the tray to Sabrina. The man must do something, try to melt the atmosphere as usual. He slowly approached Sekar who was cultivating the Camelia flower there, squatting next to him.

"I'm sorry, it should be me-"

"No," said Sekar cut the word Suluh with a breath after. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be like this."

"When I knew how your life had been, my chest suddenly tightened," the shrill voice coming from Sekar's red lips made Sulah's throat barren, gulping down spit aloud. "I can't resist, I can't accept that kind of reality."

"Ten," this time Sekar turned his head, looking at his face blushing completely with two teary eyes. "Why is the world so long?"

The reed was wide, motionless and just frozen choked. The harsh reality cannot be disputed, it cannot be disputed. Valid facts where humans try to survive. Bentala does not occasionally feel pity, does not feel pity for helpless beings who are abandoned. Do not choose among men who are punished by corruption.

"Maybe it's a law of nature?" the word Suluh forced a smile as it looked towards the pink-colored plant. "The strong prey on the weak, don't they?"

"But in my opinion, being strong is to protect," suddenly Suluh clutched Sekar's hand which made him surprised instead of playing. "Give peace."

"You shouldn't have to do this," Sulah gently pulled Sekar's palm, preventing him from planting. "Let me take care of everything."

"Sister Sekar," suddenly Sabrina made a sound. "Will you go to the hills?"

The brunette was distracted. "Hully?"

Sabrina replied with a deep nod, "Surely Kak Sekar will like it!"

"Isn't that far from here?" suluh said looking back, questioning his sister's invitation.

"Not really, really!" Sabrina pushed a bit, walked up to Sekar and tugged at his hand.

"Hey, wait a minute" intercept Suluh before they go any further. "Do you want to go there?"

They're speechless. Shortly thereafter, Sekar smiled with curiosity. "I don't have a problem."

Suluh cleared his throat while standing up, clapping his hands so that the attached lands flew away. "Well, I'll give Mr. Arnadi permission first."

The sunlight had shifted towards the West, the originally bright blue sky turning yellowish. Their journey at that time was squeezed by the vast rice fields, accompanied by a breezy sigh calms the soul. Sabrina could not stem her cheerfulness, jumping up and down while walking.

Suluh was busy advising her sister who was too much behavior, while Sekar really enjoyed the atmosphere. The sound of rushing water, the breeze waving her hair, and the matchless calm she could not find in her residence. A city that almost never sleeps.

"That's right there!" Shouted Sabrina while pointing to a hill on which was a large tree with dense foliage. Without a cue, the boy ran over that forced Suluh to catch up with him.

Watching the behavior of the sister caused comfort in the depths of Sekar's heart, revealing a smile to the point that his teeth were neatly lined up. At first he just stepped slowly which changed even faster. He doesn't pay attention to anything for now, that's not being ignored. A freedom.

Suluh who had looked back, realized that Sekar did the same thing as his sister. Running and jumping around without hesitation and falsehood. Suluh almost thought he was not Sekar, like a different person. Yet the indescribable happiness sometimes ignores manners, flowing in pleasure. Sekar is now trying to climb the hill, a little overwhelmed because he is not used to it.

An artificial hand was stretched out, Sekar looked up at Suluh who was smiling sincerely. "Need help?"

She wiped the sweat that ran down her neck with her face. "Thank you."

It did not feel that the crown light faded the sky from the sudden bright yellow redness. The soft yellow strands of the hand went down Sabrina's hair, sleeping on Sekar's lap. The ten-year-old must be exhausted after all the action shown. Together with the tranquil atmosphere washed away, anyone can fall asleep in the shade of a large astounding tree.

"Sorry to trouble you" said Suluh lowering the volume of his voice.

Shaking his head. "It's okay. I'm glad he's comfortable with me."

Reed the mangosteen while smiling. "Yes, look at you guys get along fast."

The woman gave a small laugh but in both eyes it seemed a little moved. "It's nice to have a sister."

Suluh chose silence, afraid to say the wrong sentence.

"Can play together, tell stories, and share joy and sorrow" continued Sekar did not stop stroking Sabrina's hair and face.

"I'm sure Sabrina will also be happy to be your sister," Suluh said a little strangely upon noticing Sekar's response.

With a red face, the two round eyes widened to look towards Suluh. While the boy was still confused by the sentence that had just been called. It took a few seconds until Suluh finally realized the intent that made Sekar like that, he immediately stood up instantly.

"Ah, no, that's not what I mean!" Their faces were as if they were grilled at that time. Suluh tried to shift the conversation out of embarrassment.

"By the way, now," Reed sat back on the grass. "If you may know, what is your dream?"

The woman looked up, thinking of something. "Maybe I will follow in my mother's footsteps as an alchemist."

"That's interesting" said Suluh admiring Sekar's choice. "You can open a herb shop one day."

Sekar's view was fixed forward, staring at the expanse of the prairie horizon. "Yes, an alchemist is also needed in this era of industrial revolution."

"really?" the boy began to be interested, turning his head towards Sekar.

Sekar nodded steadily. "Without my mother, my father may have trouble making new innovations."

"Ah, so it is like that" Suluh responded. "I understand now."

"What about you, Suluh?" now it is the turn of the Sekar who wants to know.

Suluh spread his gaze in all directions, monitoring the birds flying back to his nest. "I ... I want to go to school in Padepokan Cenderawasih."

"That martial school?" sekar said.

Reed lowered his head while smiling. "I will train to be accepted into that school."

"Strong," continued Suluh suddenly staring at Sekar who was drunk. "Let's swear to achieve our dreams."

Sekar did not reply with a nod or a headband, doubt printed on his face.

"How's it?" The torch thrusts his little finger, preparing to make a pact.

But Sekar gave a spring full of confidence, sticking his tiny little finger on the artificial finger of Suluh. "Let's try our best."

The smile grew wider, saying, "I hope that one day we can return here with a dream that has been achieved."

On a hill, under the shade of a tree, the pledge was made. A place that will bear witness in the future to the success of both of them.

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