The Energy Of Love 2
Dreams are Hunch (?)

The lights in the two towering buildings were bright. In the square in front of Toronto's city hall is a pond and fountain. So are the letters with bright lights that make up the Toronto sentence. Anyone who visits here, surely does not miss the opportunity to take pictures. Whether it is with family, spouse or relatives.

Although in Toronto is experiencing summer, but tonight the temperature is quite cold. For that Henry, Fira and Bryan still wear a coat and long pants and thick. Do not forget to wear a mask that covers the nose to their chin.

Despite wearing a hijab, Fira also wrapped around her neck with a scarf. Bryan looked masculine because his hair was covered in skullcaps.

Bryan is still a mosquito repellent between his two brothers. Sometimes Henry does not hesitate to ask Bryan to take a picture of himself with Fira. Visiting Canada, Bryan only half enjoyed a vacation. The other half enjoyed the affection of Fira and Henry.

Nevertheless, Henry also had a sense of understanding towards Bryan. In turn he photographed Bryan against the backdrop of the city of Toronto. Sometimes Fira takes pictures of Henry and Bryan. Complete with professional model tub style.

Henry, Fira and Bryan hang out in front of a Toronto writing located near a pond. Their pair of eyes were also pampered by looking at the fountain in the pond. The night, the more visitors who come in the square and city hall of Toronto.

"Tonight I deliberately brought you here. We're refreshing to see the glitter of the City of Toronto" Henry said.

"I really enjoyed this adventure. Yes, even if I have to risk seeing your romance" Bryan said.

"I love visiting here. Hopefully we can come back here. The air is also very cool," said Fira.

"Alhamdulillah, I'm happy that my wife and sister are also happy to be invited to travel."

"But, Hen, didn't you forget to tell me about Anna's home address?"

"Now dong. I'll share Anna's home location with you via WA."

"Oh, yes, tomorrow you will be present at the newly authorized Excellent Advertising Company here" said Fira.

"Surely so, you and I have been waiting for them. However, you have to be prepared because tomorrow surely the media spotlight will highlight about us. About the reporter who's gonna wonder to us, let me answer."

Bryan rolled his eyes as if he was thinking about something. "Oh, you deserve-you told us to wear masks. Let's not know people, huh?"

"Yes, right, Bry. If in Canada and Korea it is easy for the media to highlight us. In Canada is still a new pioneer, of course, is being discussed warmly. In Seoul Korea is precisely the center, already known to many people," he explained, "if in Semarang it is rarely even ordinary. You see, Excellent Entertainment and Advertising in Semarang is arguably not as big as other entertainment and advertising companies. Maybe if Excellent in Jakarta can be big. I just haven't thought about it yet."

"Have a lot of company, no dizzy, Hen? If you hear your explanation, I don't think I can be you. Must be a lot of mummies."

"I'm living it anyway. Dizziness must be yes. Precisely right at the beginning of it I had the stress of handling the company. If now the company structure has been formed neatly and well. I, as the founder or owner, just receive reports from every CEO and others. I'm just keeping a close eye on every dong company."

"Oh, so."

Three people want to find snacks and drinks in the cafe which is still close to the city hall. Henry, Fira and Bryan walked leisurely while enjoying a small concert in the square. A lot of people watch a band of five. Certainly five young men with different countries.

The glare of Bryan's eyes sharply looked at the figure of the young man who was one of the band members. Bryan looked up and recognized the young man who worked at a Turkish restaurant this afternoon. Instantly his steps stopped, Bryan did not expect that the young man was good at playing guitar. The cheers of the visitors rumbled indicating they were in awe of the band.

"Bry, let's go to the cafe" Henry asked.

"Hen-Hen, here deh," Bryan ordered, he waved his hand so that Henry came quickly.

"What the hell is it?" Henry's curious. He looked at Fira, but Fira could only shrug both shoulders.

"Look, that guy works at a Turkish restaurant."

"Yes, why then? Maybe he works at the restaurant by noon. That night work's gig."

"No wonder, a restaurant worker has the talent to play guitar and sing. Listen to him sing it first. I heard her voice in a duet with her friend, good."

It was true that Bryan said, at the time when the young man had his turn to sing, his voice echoed so melodiously. The song is called You Are The Reason. A very famous song, the original singer was Calum Scott.

"Who knows Excellent Entertainment added the artist or musician kayak him?" Bryan. He looked at Henry.

"This is my favorite song. You are the reason, oh, so sweet," said Fira. Instantly he closed his eyes because he lived every lyric of the song.

Henry was silent as if he was thinking something. Seeing the wife enjoying the song, Henry smiled to have the initiative to give the most beautiful surprise to Fira.

Henry held Fira so sweet. "I'm your excuse, huh?"

"Eh, Henry, hehehe. I'm being embarrassed. Hmm, that's right, if I miss you for five years, I'll play this song. Only, now never play this song. When I hear this song, it makes me baper. Keep on, remember you," said Fira.

"Haaahhh--mending I did not show you here, if you end up being friendly again" protested Bryan.

"So big brother dong, Bry. Brother and Henry are married. Yeah, why would it be a reward."

"Yes-yes, the newlyweds. Yes, never mind, now we go to the cafe. I'm feeling hungry."

***

"Henry, where are we going? It's a forest. Our nights in the woods?" said Fira.

"Follow me. We'll be here soon" said Henry.

Wherever the two go always goes hand in hand. But strangely enough, this late night, Henry actually took Fira to the forest. The trees look terrible. Fira looked up at the sky looking pitch-black. Only a flashlight illuminated their entire journey.

Fira's inner voice suddenly erupted erratically. Henry did not explain in detail where this trip would take him. Just on foot, Fira was forced to vent. Although actually afraid if at any time meet a wild animal in the middle of this forest.

"It's like there's no houses or signs of people, Hen. We're in the middle of the forest, aren't we afraid of getting lost? We better get back to town. I'm afraid, Henry," suggested Fira. The more goosebumps the fur. Two eyes dipped behind those clear glasses.

"What's happy? This is really testing the guts. O Allah, keep us from evil in any form" murmured Fira. His heart is getting nervous. He wanted to faint, but he couldn't. His two legs felt heavier as Henry continued to carry him away.

"Ouch!"

"What's up, Hen?"

"I think I'm gonna pee, Fir."

"Astaghfirullah, this is in the middle of the forest. Don't leave me. His piss was held back when it reached its destination."

"It's cold, pee can't be held. You just wait here, yeah. Just a moment."

Some felt strange with Fira's legs that suddenly shook. The hand between Henry and Fira came loose. Fira continued to scream Henry's name while crying out. But Henry seemed to ignore Fira's screeches. Precisely the man continued walking towards the thicket.

On the other hand Fira wants to catch up with Henry. Again, strangely this woman's feet stood stiff, unable to walk. In the middle of the forest without light because the flashlight was brought by Henry. Fira was getting scared and her heart was racing.

When Fira wants to think of God, it is difficult to say. Because at that time his throat was like being strangled by something. But if Fira says another sentence, other than Allah's asthma, Fira can say it.

"Why can't I think? Oh God, help me. What's all this? Where did Henry go? I was scared, very scared. My eyes cannot see this moment of darkness" complained Fira. Her crying was getting stifling the chest.

Over time, not only his legs are standing stiff, but the stiffness extends throughout the body. Tonight Fira was tied with a tight rope. There is no device that binds Fira's body. But Fira felt her body unable to move.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim, O God, give me energy to escape this strange entanglement. Laa ilaaha. Laa ilaaha anta subhanka inni kuntu minanzh zhaalimin."

Fira kept going like that. All he can do now is think to God in his heart. Because the more here, continue on the throat and tongue that is increasingly difficult to say.

"Henry, where are you going? Why is it so weird? Henry, please, help me. Quick back. I fear. I can't talk. My body is stiff as tied up. My feet are like they're gripped by something." Fira was only able to mumble and cry. His ayah's face now looked deathly pale and teary.

"Allahu Akbar's. Laa ilaaha illallaah Muhammadar Rasullullah. Laa ilaaha anta subhanka inni kuntu minanzh zhaalimin."

Repeatedly Fira said dhikr in heart. The power of dhikr is true, when also comes the help of Allah. His body and feet are no longer stiff. His breathing was relieved despite gasping for air Fira quickly ran to look for Henry.

"Thank God, thank you, God. Now I'm going to find my husband."

With minimal vision, but Fira can see around from behind the glasses. This black veiled woman was crazily looking for a beloved husband who had no sign of returning. More tears that wet Fira's cheeks. As if his breath was half gone, his love vanished without a trace. But he still tried hard to find his love.

Fira arrived at a small lake, her pupils perfectly rounded when she saw the back of a mysterious figure. Shortness of breath when he turned to the red lake water. His sharp premonition was unfounded, as if something bad had happened to Henry.

Even more surprising, the mysterious figure who turned his back on Fira, his left hand was holding a knife. The tip of the knife was very sharp. It was seen that the whole knife was drenched in blood until drops of blood dripped on the ground. Unfortunately, the mysterious figure did not turn his head towards Fira.

"You're the one? Do you know where my husband is?" asked Fira in excitement.

"Don't you see the lake is fresh red? I know you saw me carrying a knife and the answer is here" replied the mysterious figure with a heavy and terrible voice.

"No way, no way Henry. You lied to me!" snapping Fira.

"Your love has been washed away in vengeance and hatred. Just accept this bad fate."

"Basic demon! How dare you kill my husband!" snapped Fira.

"Give goodbye to your beloved who was swallowed by this deadly water."

The mysterious figure left without feeling sinful. Fira is confused between wanting to chase the figure or looking for traces of Henry. Sure enough, the lake was drenched in fresh blood. Fira screeched to tears. Two of his knees fell limp. Believe it or not if his lover drowns in the lake.

"Don't leave me, Henry! Not possible! You can't leave me! Henry, comeback!" Fira's screams make Henry wake up from his sleep.

Henry was aghast from the bed then rushed to turn on the room lights. He saw Fira screaming with her eyes closed. This man in orange shirt is sensitive to Fira who is having a nightmare. Henry quickly shook both of Fira's shoulders to wake up from sleep.

"Fira, what's wrong? You're having nightmares, aren't you? I'm right here. Sleep next to you" Henry said aloud.

The two eyes were suddenly opened until Fira's body sat firmly. Her eyes are red. That slender body was trembling in fear. Fira's breath was unceasingly hunting. While Henry swiftly touched Fira's warm forehead. Henry held Fira's hand warmly. The embrace of his beloved wife so as to ease his anxiety.

"You're having a nightmare, huh, baby?" scorn Henry.

"Oh Allah, astaghfirullah, just a dream, huh? Henry, I don't want to lose you. I'm afraid of that dream, Henry. Don't stay away from me" said Fira until a tear spilled over Henry's shoulder.

She wears the hijab that Fira wears. "I'm not far from you, baby. Now you pray, yea, that God may always take care of us and our families."

"Henry, I'm having trouble sleeping. I want to keep holding you. I love you, Henry."

"Take it easy, baby. I'm staying with you. I've always loved you, too, Fira, my wife." Fira's forehead is full of love.

"I'm afraid that dream is a premonition. Oh God, protect our family. Keep us out of danger," inwardly Fira. He tried to catch his breath to calm down.

Just like Henry had a premonition. It is as if the hearts of these two lovebirds are connected to each other like electricity. Henry became unsettled as he hugged his wife.

"What dream fairy, huh? He was so scared that I left him. Oh God, take care of our family. Hopefully nothing bad happens in the future." Henry muttered as he stroked Fira's back.

In this luxurious apartment flat, the couple could not sleep. In order to relieve Fira's obstruction, Henry invited his wife to read the Qur'an. At that time also the time showed at two in the morning, Canadian time. The right time for the two to establish tahajud prayer together.