Terror Tak Kasatmata
45: Finally Return

At dawn, Aqwa finally woke up. Like the sick, Aqwa is still limp and just gets out of bed. But because the young man remembered what happened last night, especially in what happened to Asih, Aqwa was immediately awake.

“Sih ..?” aqwa whinek. “Sih ..?” He is increasingly busy fighting his weakness and pain just to find his wife or at least get a reply.

Until Aqwa finally finds out everything that happened that night, including the fate of her future son and Asih, Aqwa becomes a quiet person. Moreover, even though almost every day he visited the Red river, he never found any signs the wife would meet him.

“Ya Allah ... How much longer should I wait? It's been three months,” Inner Aqwa. He who was originally on the side of the bridge, gradually descended to the edge of the Red river. He even deliberately washed his hands there.

“You and I were created to complement each other. We are made to protect each other, to love. But right now, we are being outlined for ourselves. We are being asked to be patient, to fight, to wait for the time when we can be together again, the inner” of Aqua is really sad.

Different from before, now the condition of the Red river is much more maintained. The water there is very clear away from being polluted even just a few pieces of garbage. There even became crowded because it became a crossing place to the next village, and one of them to the village of Sanusi Pak had abor*si practice.

Some boats getek bamboo or machine boats, often passing there. Because in addition to many who cross, residents around also often fishing. A stall until it was built not far from the river. No different from the state of the river, the stalls are also crowded, especially by anglers and those who will cross.

“Beautiful this, ... since that night, and we got the win. Maybe the effect of your kingdom is held by the right leader,” thought Aqwa who thought, lest the fish there should not be fished?

“Don't, my wife was caught by one of the anglers. But opa should have said!” annoyed Aqwa who will also directly discuss it with the opa.

Aqwa hastily ascended upwards through the path leading to the asphalt road. In addition, he also passed the stall that was crowded by a hot angler. Soon he drove his motorcycle so that he could quickly ask the opa and happened to have returned to visit him to his hometown. Because so long Asih never returned, opa Helios and Aqwa parents, had several times back and forth Jakarta village.

Had thought wrongly see, Aqwa who was getting closer to hearing the gate of his house actually caught the figure he was looking for. Right, it's really Asih who seems to be entering the house. Looks like it just came back.

“S—ih ..?” aqwa's reflexes hurriedly pulled the bike over.

Asih stared fearfully at Aqwa. “M-sorry, Mas!”

Without replying to Asih, Aqwa immediately approached him. Between believing and hard to believe because for the past four months, he was not able to distinguish between reality and hallucinations, due to his great longing for Asih.

Straining in a state of drenched from head to toe. His two bare feet were also full of black mud and it was very smelly.

“Quiet, Mas. I passed the park next to Kok,” Asih said hurriedly opened the door padlock cell in front of him.

“I just don't know, Mas. Suddenly I was built, he said they found me almost drowned in the Red river,” obviously Asih without daring to look at Aqwa.

“You don't remember me?” brief Aqwa. Effect he no longer has a sixth sense, he can no longer hear the inner voice of someone including that, the voice of the heart Asih.

This time, I did not answer. He glared in wonder looking at Aqwa. “Mas Aqwa, right? What else should I remember? What, ... is there a rule I forgot? I'm so sorry, Mom. I just feel dazed and not clear like this,” said Asih immediately silent because Aqwa even hugged him. The longer embrace gets tighter. He could not breathe so tightly the embrace that Aqwa did.

“Mother .. please, Ma. Mas Aqwa jailnya kebangetan, Buuuuu!” shouts Asih. As usual, he chose to ask Ryuna's mother for help in every Aqwa jail to him like now.

“You really forgot me? I want to get in the bottle, I keep throwing it to the south coast, let you remember me again?” nagel Aqwa while pinching the two golden cheeks Asih so very puffed up.

The return of Asih this time was also accompanied by a body that was much fresher than before. In fact, Asih has never had a body that whole.

From inside, Ryuna's mother who heard Asih's voice had directly run away just to make sure. The return of Asih really immediately surprised Aqwa and the family, although the reality of Asih who did not remember the events of the last year, also made them sad.

“Kok is different year? Last I remember, mas Aqwa and Ryuna's mother just came from Jakarta to settle long in the village. It's been a year from the last memory I remember. What the hell am I? Did not drowning make me amnesiac?” thought Asih while staring intently at the desk calendar that he took from the table in his room.

Asih reflexes pondered, trying to remember the events of the past year that he had completely forgotten. Seriously remembering that even though the result was not a single memory that he found, Asih did not realize that someone and that Aqwa, had opened the door of his room from outside.

Aqwa immediately bengong only because he found the state of Asih now. Both of his eyes by themselves stared at the Asih appearance from head to toe. Asih just wrapped around the upper body to the knees, using a towel. While his head was still wrapped in a different towel. Obviously the woman just took a shower.

“Sih ..?” call Aqwa lirih.

Asih who forgot his condition, reflexes turned to the source of the sound. It was only after his gaze met with both of Aqua's eyes that were staring at him softly, Asih who accidentally stared at his body, reflexively screamed.

“Mas Aqwa, custom. Indiscriminate entry into people's rooms!” Rush into the bathroom.

“Go, Mas! I'm not wearing a shirt!” exclaim Asih again.

“Astagfirullah .. own wife, so here it is. Because of this author. Husband time must pursue wife love amnesia!” inner Aqwa was completely limp. More limp again because Asih was busy nagging, driving him to leave immediately.