
At this time Anggun still did not believe what his brother Dika said.
“Abang kidding right?” tanyanya still make sure that what was said by her brother was a lie.
When he was still sitting limp on the floor, his head was still resting on both hands he did not budge said his sister.
“No, Brother must be kidding!”
Gracefully get out of bed and rush out of the room.
Gracefully looking at the surroundings that were downstairs, there were some of the houseworkers tidying up the former guests present.
Gracefully half-running down the stairs, he opened the rough door of the room occupied by his parents who were downstairs.
Chequek!
Icha who was still breastfeeding her son was immediately surprised, even she was still not wearing her headgear, lucky guests had returned from the house.
“What's up brother?” tanya Icha tried to cover her head with her hijab.
Azam who is still focused on breastfeeding also cries because of his actions.
Icha tries to calm her down and gives her son another breast.
“Where's Papa?” ask Gracefully with a trembling voice.
“For what did you ask Papa?” ask Sintya ma'am who just came from the kitchen.
“Ma,” flow.
“Papa is gone for good and will never be able to come back again.”
“Satisfied to hurt your Papa,” said Bu Sintya still with a soft tone.
“Ma, We go to the room only,” invite Indah to slowly pull the arm of her mother-in-law, because seeing the situation is not good.
Ms. Sintya wiped her tears and followed what her daughter-in-law said to go to her room upstairs.
While Anggun like a mad man, still did not believe what his mother and brother said.
He asked everyone who worked in the house.
“Where is Papaku Bi, where?” the Graceful with flowing tears.
“Sorry, Miss. Master is dead, even everyone just came home from his funeral.”
“Hiks .. hiks ... Papa!” hysterical graceful sitting limp on the floor.
Indah had just taken her mother-in-law, then returned down the stairs to approach her sister-in-law who was crying hysterically.
“Anggun, don't be like this. Papa has calmed down,” said Beautiful gently pull Anggun to sit on the sofa.
“Kakkak an. I'm a useless child,” said Anggun hugging his sister-in-law Kaka.
“I'm a bad boy!”
“Already! Don't be like this, it won't be able to bring everything back to life. The most important thing now you have to change,” said Indah with her soft voice rubbing the back of her sister-in-law.
“Why didn't anyone wake me?” still unaware of what he did this morning to Icha.
“Icha is trying to wake you up deck, it looks like your sleep is more important and thinks she's interrupting your sleep! Graceful, why did you turn out like this? Icha always thinks about you, but why do you always think badly of your sister? Excessive jealousy on his own sister was not good deck,” said Beautiful gently.
“Huhuhu forgive me, Brother. Life's fucked! My life is ruined!”
“That's because Grace is far from God. If Grace draws near to Allah and gives up all and surrenders herself to him. Gracefully will not be like this, repent darling.”
Gracefully still hugged her Sister-in-law, still with a whimpering cry.
Icha just came out of the room while holding her son to get out of the room, then approached those who were hugging.
Gracefully stopped crying when she heard Azam's voice laughing, what made her suddenly laugh.
Gracefully rubbing her tears that were still wet from crying, Icha saw clearly her brother's moist eyes.
“Icha, I'm a useless sister! I have many sins, I forgive Icha. Because of my selfishness, you have to bear the consequences. I'm sorry Icha,” he said while sobbing.
“Kak don't be like this. Come on stand up,” said Icha trying to release her brother from the deck of Anggun.
“I'm sorry, Dek. Me ...”
Lovely take over Azam from Icha's sling, then bring Azam to the terrace. Not to hear what they are talking about.
Icha pulled her sister's shoulder slowly, then hugged her tightly.
They both cried without a sound, until they embraced long enough.
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The next day, everyone returned to visit the grave of Mr. Heri, this time they came with a complete family member with Anggun.
Gracefully sitting next to the gravestone of Mr. Heri, he cried while hugging the headstone of the father.
“Pa, Maafin Graceful. Gracefully regretted the Graceful deeds of Papa, Maafin Anggun,” lilihnya.
“It's a shame, Papa's been quiet there. We pray for Papa,” said Ms. Sintya rubbed her daughter's shoulder.
Gracefully nodded.
Long enough they were in the tomb, they finally came home because the clouds had begun to darken like it would rain heavily.
30 Minutes into the journey, they finally arrive at their parents' house.
When they were about to enter the house, they saw a lawyer visiting their house.
“Pak Dika, good afternoon. Sorry, I just came here,” he reached out to Dika.
“Iya, Sir. Also afternoon, please sit.”
Dika invited the lawyer to sit on the sofa, Dika very well recognized the lawyer he was the lawyer of his father's trust.
“Before, I am sorry for the passing of Mr. Heri. May his charity be received by the almighty and the family left behind be given patience.”
“Iya, Sir. Thank you very much for your prayer.”
Ms. Sintya wanted to take her son and daughter-in-law inside and let the lawyer talk to Dika and Fahry.
However, their move came to a halt as the lawyer wanted to speak to all of them.
“Bu Sintya please stay here, Mr. Heri has left a will these past few months and he entrusted it to me. I was asked to give this a day after he was buried,”, said the lawyer.
Ms. Sintya frowned in wonder, as did Dika.
“I mean Sir, we don't understand?”
Everyone was asked to sit down and listen to themselves speak.
The lawyer took some files out of his bag, and began to read them.
“Three months he sought the whereabouts of his wife, Ibu Sintya. The first month he came to my house, he gave up all the money he had saved. All this money he gave to his wife, namely Ibu Sintya,” said the lawyer handed a file to Dika.
When he read it carefully, he was a little surprised to see the nominal listed in the file.
“Second month, he also gave compensation to orphans and poor Fakir in several other places.”
The lawyer gave the file again to Dika their eldest child, in the file listed nominal that he gave to orphans and poor Poor Fakir.
“And this last, at the beginning of the third month. For the first time, I saw him crying in front of me, he said if he lost you were even very sorry for his actions. This is one of the businesses that he just built for his three children, he shared it all for the average for his three children namely Mr. Dika, Miss Anggun and also Miss Icha.”
“Awhile, business? Didn't Papa's business have been taken over by my sister's ex-husband, Anggun. Which business are you talking about?”
Dika still did not understand what the lawyer said, as well as Sintya's mother.