Travelove
Nightmares

"Lad..." Ahmed protests resentfully towards Chandra, while making Chandra's ears hurt.

"Ahmed don't be like Tarzan, do you want to be the curse of Tarzan Ben*Cong?" Chandra again threatens Ahmed.

"Who is Nola?" Uncle Dini looked so curious as to who exactly Nola was.

"Oh so here's the story," Ahmed seemed so serious about who Nola was. "Nola is just a pseudonym. Actually his name is Norman Latif."

"So Nola stands for Norman Latif?" uncle Dini was flabbergasted to hear Ahmed's words.

"It's exactly Norman Latif at KTP" said Ahmed. "Yesterday he wore a hijab while standing at the security guard post, Ahmed continued to greet. Uh Nola huh? He smiled and looked at Ahmed. Uh yes mas memed, Alhamdulillah already hijrah."

Everyone was surprised to hear Ahmed's words, especially Bilqis, who heard that there was a man who was more righteous than him.

"Wah more pious than my future wife yes, even though her Nola berakun loh. Nola smiled at Ahmed. Yes, unfortunately mas memed already have a future wife, eh pak ustadz gantengnya if Nola gombalin even laughs continue to say astagfirullah. Yes, it is, indeed, sir ustadz want a jinn tomang formation?" Ahmed chuckles to tell it.

Everyone chuckled at Ahmed's story, even Dini who witnessed it smiled a little at the strange quarrels of the visitors. Moreover, their debate does not actually need to be debated.

"Your family loves each other yes," Dini smiled a little strangely at the behavior of the Tate family who never even seemed to distinguish caste between her family. Though if from the property of the Tate family is more fairly rich. "The same as my family."

"Don't do that my son," Aunt Seba shook her head rubbing Dina's grieving head.

"Let's not do that, we'll all be your family, we'll all protect you" Tate clasped both of Early's hands. Tate seemed very considerate of Dini.

"Hows it? Papa will definitely beat me.." suddenly the shadow of Mr. Herman beating him back flashed. Early in a moment frightened, the beautiful woman panicked instead of playing. she even covered her face with both hands. "Please.. I'm afraid, grandma please..."

Instantly everyone fell silent and looked towards the banker, where Dini was lying down. Juwita immediately stood up walking towards Dini. Juwita will try her skills to help the state of the soul of Dini who is being shaken.

"Over... Early aware, here all is safe," said Tate frantically hugging the body of Dini who continues to rebel. Even now the hose infusion has been entered by Early blood.

"Here, Dini take your breath in," Juwita came to give the order, before the doctor came to calm Dini. Juwita believes Dini is not easy to calm down. "Here listen mami son, here no one will hurt you, here we will all take care of you."

The doctor came accompanied by a little noise, they immediately came out it was the face of Mr. Herman. The man tried to break inside.

"Please calm down, the patient must be calm," said the doctor.

"Just right away doc, that's his father let in the care of the other one," said Juwita increasingly panicked because his blood was rising.

"Look. look at your son.." cried Dini uncle who had been carried away by emotions, especially Dini who was getting scared after seeing him. How cruel was his father to treat Dini? so that his nephew was so traumatized to see his own father? "Don't come back to see Dini, you mean old man!"

"Ambo is already ambo." Dini's older cousin stopped her father. "Let her be, as long as she doesn't get close to Dini anymore. A man like him would have no conscience for his own son."

There was a sense of slicing when he saw the early eyes that looked very frightened to see his face, as for the father he felt tightness in his chest. If in the past Mr. Herman wanted his son to always be afraid and obey him, now he feels a little claustrophobic with the fear of his own son.

Herman was discharged from the hospital in a bruised face from a raw bogem from his cousin's sister. Herman and Dini's mother used to be in a match, they are indeed a distant family, so it is still legal to get married.

But when his memory fell on his wife, he became even more sick. The woman he loves is currently huddled in a cold holding cell, Mr. Herman is more unbearable. The man now returned to his home, which was uninhabited. Only himself alone, some of the household assistants he had fired and some resigned. Moreover, he did not have the money to pay it.

Even some of the furniture he had sold to pay his debt, the two-story house now looked so empty, expensive decorations and antique jars had been sold to pay his debt.

The man was confused to find help where else, obviously his family would not help him. The house he can't sell, no certificate on him. Mr. Herman immediately opened his wardrobe, he saw his wife's jewelry box. This was the only way he had to charge it for as long as he still did not have a job, a fee for his wife's son in prison.

The man looked around him. Her tears fell down for some reason her race was all smashed to the brink. As if all pointed to himself as an irresponsible parent, a father who neglected his daughter. It's true, but he still feels pain.

Recollecting Dini's gaze upon seeing her, in the rest of her eldest daughter's consciousness. There was a sense of tightness there, which was now torturing his chest forcing his tears to fall.

Mr. Herman chose to lie on his soft bed, not drowsy to attack him. His eyes closed until sound.

Whether he is confused himself as if he is in a foreign theme, he wants to enter the place, but there are two paths, Mr. Herman is confused.

But as he watched it he saw that one place had very hot coals, and was ready to devour all its inhabitants. While next to it there is a very beautiful garden and cool. They look so different.

Of course Mr. Herman stepped into a cool place, but somehow something blocked his path. It was as if he was bounded by a thick glass bulkhead, so that he could not hear the atmosphere inside, even as he shouted that the people inside did not listen to him at all.

But strange things happened, suddenly he was forced to pull and placed in a very hot ember, his feet burned. Mr. Herman can't help it. A whip wrapped around his leg, for some reason he remembered how he whipped Early. How each tear came down now seemed to be a pain around his body that was whipped, burning.

Mr. Herman tried to escape with all his might. He was very scared. Even added with the sound of an Early voice echoing in his ears as if asking to stop. The sound of a simple whip sahutan, it is in pain.

A terrible voice was heard, but he recognized it, it was like his mother's voice. "You are the one responsible for every crime you commit in this world, even you are responsible for all the suffering others suffer because of you, for your intent!"

"Aaaaaa....."

Mr. Herman woke up from a dream that felt real. His feet still feel hot. He hurt his legs like he was on fire, and like he had just been whipped. The man gave himself to look at the foot, to his surprise when he saw his foot like it was burning and on his ankle like there was a coil. "What'sthis? It can't be!"