Reincarnation Love
Episodes 10

Ajung Village is about 33 kilometers from Minangkabau International Airport, as far as the journey to this village, Rahmania eyes are amazed by the left-right side of the road with a wave of towering nyiur trees, and the eyes of Rahmania, green rice fields, fish ponds of farmers and heterogeneous plantations on the sidelines of people's homes.

When you have met a magnificent mosque called Masjid Raya Sei Asam, then only a few more moments will arrive at the location of Dai's house and Prayer. Take a little uphill road then meet Simpang Four and take a direction to the right and then walk again for about 100 meters.

Rahmania did not believe in a super magnificent and large building like a king's palace in front of him. Although not as grand as Dai's parents' house in Jakarta. This house is still impressive.

How great is the outpouring of love from their father, the affection from a father towards their son who has lost his mother.

“Pak. Turn on the car horn!” rahmania's orders against the taxi driver.

The taxi driver nodded, immediately his hand landing on the horn of the taxi he was driving.

No matter how long a man gets out of the house. His face was impressed with the long beard that was allowed to grow wild on his chin. He peeked through the fences before deciding to shift the fence that became the gate of the luxury house.

Rahmania smiles at the bearded man. The charismatic man smiled back.

“Ondeh! Sia iko9,” said in padang.

Rahmania who does not know the meaning of the question. Turned his face to the taxi driver.

“He asked you who?” the taxi driver spoke with a low shout, almost half whispered. But quite clearly caught by the hearing of Rahmania and the bearded man.

“Oh. You're not very good at speaking your language, 10

the word bearded man understood the meaning seen by him between the woman he had not yet known and the taxi driver.

“Iya, Sir. Meet me Rahmania from Jakarta. Friends of Dai and Prayer,” Rahmania introduced herself while extending her hand.

“I Mamak11 them,” reply the bearded man. “But Dai is not home. If prayer is inside. I'll call for a minute.”

The bearded man entered the house deftly.

On the second floor of his magnificent home, Prayer was finishing a lecture assignment in the study room, stopping his work for the sake of being heard. No matter how long the door of the study room is open. The bearded man immediately approached the prayer. He was the younger brother of his mother Almarhumah.

“Mak Angah12!” the word Prayer calls the person as soon as he enters his study.

“There are people visiting from Jakarta,” whispered the person called Mak Anghah was called by Prayer.

“From Jakarta Mak Anghah. Who?” the word Curious prayer. He could not have been told before if there were guests from Jakarta.

Usually his father who once a month visit him with some relatives and confidants from his father to Pariaman.

“He said, you and Dai are his friends. Let's look down!” bring Mak Anggah

The curious prayer immediately left the study room. His heart could not guess at all who was visiting his house. There are only a handful of friends who know of its existence in this Minang realm. It seemed impossible among them to come without making an appointment first.

In the living room Rahmania waited anxiously. Sometimes he closed his eyes to calm down. He felt wary that his arrival was not responded by either Dai and Prayer.

Dai who accepts the harsh reality by the authoritarian behavior of his father who does not hesitate to separate them both by forcing him to marry someone he does not love, of course the harsh reality will also affect his twin Prayer.

Until they decided to study in a distant place on the island of Sumatra in their mother's village, a place they had not known at all.

Down the stairs, Prayer has caught who is coming. His blood suddenly gasped. He did not think that the guest was Rahmania. Where did he know about the whereabouts of those brothers here. During this time their relationship was isolated and cut off altogether.

What does it mean to come here. At the time Dai's wounds had just healed. At the time Dai has found his new love that is springing up with Saidah. Dai could have been hurt again when he saw Rahmania. And the wound will be prone to repeated.

Looking at Rahmania, Prayer is also amazed by the natural beauty of the monk that is still the same as before. Even though she was married, even after a long time did not meet her beauty more visible.

The helpless prayer went down his steps. A feeling of hatred for Rahmania suddenly slipped in her veins. Given what happened to Dai all this time. He was about to turn around and turn to the study room. But suddenly Rahmania's voice called her name.

“Prayer!” call Rahmania.

His voice was still sweet and beautiful to hear. The voice spoiled when they often spent free time together in Jakarta first. Make the prayer a little soft. But he did not immediately decide to continue his steps. It was only for the sake of hearing the orders from Mak Anghah that he moved reflexively down the stairs.

“Prayer, let's get down here. Guests from far away. We must greatly appreciate,” said Mak Anghah for the sake of seeing the attitude of Prayer a little awkward.

“A long time ago came?” a little wryly the prayer greeted Rahmania who always developed her distinctive sweet smile.

“Prayer, Please excuse my uninvited arrival.”

“Know where is this home address?” Prayer is still being tough

“I know from Berlin. Sorry. I forced him to tell you this address.” Rahmania lowered her head. There was a sense of guilt that made her eyeballs fall without her noticing. He quickly turned his body towards the bag placed beside him. And snatching wet wipes in it.

Not only guilt that makes him shed tears, but his heart that is increasingly healthy when he found the attitude of prayer against him.

Prayer does not see the tears of Rahmania. A few new questions ran through his mind. What exactly happened to him. Why did he come all the way to Padang. Why is he alone and only accompanied by a taxi driver.

“I'm sorry,” cries Rahmania is unstoppable again. He immediately ran towards the taxi that was still faithful waiting for him.

“Rahmania!” Prayer tries to call. But his screams were in vain. The taxi waiting by the side of the road passed easily, sliding away the Prayer that was trying to catch up to him.

Prayer feels guilty. His faint tone of voice had made Rahmania pass by so quickly.

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10 Names for Minangkabau

11 Uncle

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