All Chapters of In the Name of the Sacred Tree: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

And the child was walking in long straight steps towards the shade of the bamboo grove where he was born a citizen of life. The closer to Certajva's clump, my steps get faster. Then suddenly he was caught in a strange silence. I stopped and looked ahead. Where is Sakum's house which is usually seen from the edge of the embankment? Also, where is the gloss of the tin roof of Kartareja's house?I stepped again. But the silence is even more terrifying. There were no children running around in the yard and their voices were not heard. Oh! And I stood frozen, his forehead furrowed. He struggled to read and believe in the reality that lay before him. His clan's houses have been turned into small huts, like a rice field croak. Oh, Certajva, why do you appear? What misfortune has befallen you while I was overseas?The moment my shoulders dropped, a definite answer could explain everything. His intuition works so quickly in connecting the contemporary factors with all their cha

As I thought, the information from Sandra and Amelia through Vincent was apparently connected. There was no mistake. Aisyah's younger brother, who was said to have just come from Egypt, was the same young man arrested along with Hendryx and his friends. However, was it true that Zidan Al Rasheed's secretly being freed? I was sure something like this will go unanswered in a press conference.I stood thinking alone while Amelia and Hendryx discussed something I could not hear from where I was standing. From the window of this visiting room, I could see "Hendryx," I called out to him."Have you ever thought that you were being framed?" I asked seriously."What are you talking about?" said Hendryx."It makes sense," I said, "it was very odd if someone has just arrived from abroad, intended to pay off a debt in cash, and then returned to abroad."I made my point really well. But the thin, curly, shabby man just smiled as he put out his ciga

"Amelia," I called, staring at her two round eyes."Yes," replied Amelia, looking back at me as if she knew something serious was coming out of my mouth.I took a breath for a moment."I'm sorry for my bad behavior to you all this time. I'm sorry, I've ignored you," I began my explanation.I explained to Amelia that I did not really mean to deliberately ignore her. I was confused because Hendryx, my bass mentor I idolized, fell into the abyss of drugs."I'm sorry if you heard bad things about me," I apologized again.Amelia just listened silently. Her gaze then fell to the table. She then turned her head towards the Golden River, which shimmering in the city lights and stars. She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.“You remind me of this old story that I always remember," responded Amelia, starting her story."Long ago, when I was in elementary school, there was this boy. He's so naughty. Few want to be friends with hi

After being with Amelia, I prepared to meet Aisha. I actually also want to know. Why there was a man answer my phone in the early hours of the morning. Aisha said when if she wanted to explain it to me back from Brazil. And now I'm in Indonesia, and I'm going to meet her.I messaged Aisha if I could meet her at her house. Aisha said yes."Will I meet Ahmed there?" ask in chat messages."Just come here," replied Aisha.I quickly drove back to Great Certajava Street. As usual, the mosque next to Aisha's house was filled with Muslim worshipers. I turned towards the security post and said I was going to meet Aisha. The security guard opened the gate, saying that Aisha was waiting.I parked the car right in front of the main door. Indeed, I did not intend to linger in Abdul Rasheed's house. I just want to know Aisha's explanation. After that, I will go straight home.At the main door of this Middle Eastern palace-like house, Aisha was already sta

THE next morning, I prepared to go to CLOFUS for college. As usual, I warm up the engine of my favorite motorcycle. I haven't ridden my bike in a few days. It was a little dusty but still pretty shiny.I looked at my watch. It was still seven in the morning. But Julia never passed in front of my house. I wanted to take Julia to CLOFUS so she wouldn't have to walk or ride a rickshaw. After all, I made her cry again because of my urging attitude.Could not wait for Julia. I stepped out of my fence. I then looked at Julia's house to find out. Why until seven o'clock I didn't see her pass?When I looked at Julia's house, which was only four houses apart from mine, I was shocked, hurt, and angry at the same time.Apparently, there was a silver LCGC car parked in front of her house. And I knew whose it was. Besides, why did the cop come to Julia's house so early? Saltyville to Certajava was quite a distance.Unmoved, I watched a pair of lovers chatting s