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After going down the mountain, they came to the residence of Ki Wiryo who was in the middle of the houses of the people of the foot of the mountain. The atmosphere is cool and comfortable they feel when setting foot on the terrace of the house made of wood.

"Yanti MBA!" shouted the child who looked beautiful, his face scratches indicate that the good looks will be seen later.

She ran to embrace her caregiver whom she missed so much, then greeted the hands of Yanti, Tia, Wiwit and Asih, respectively, making Disa who was in the last salami was amazed at the change in the attitude of the Son for 40 days in the care of the family Ki Wiryo.

The son who experienced the last of Disa, did not immediately let go of his hand, with a sad look on his face, his innocent thought said stammeringly, "Mba Disa, Mother Son, ask, Son, say, thank you."

Disa gasps, remembering Wiwit's explanation of Wulan's guards and Kanjeng's mother's disappearance. Maybe Mariska's chances of survival are very small.

He was filled, in his arms the Son was tight, until his tears kept falling in his sobs. His mind was always on the good of Mariska, from the time of school until she became his employer now.

"Why is Disa crying? Ibu Putra also said, Putra must learn religion, so that I can do'ain Mother, let Mother calm down."

Disa hugged the Son again tightly, followed by Tia and Yanti, they charged the Son, Asih and Wiwit rubbed their backs in a heartwarming atmosphere.

Ki Wiryo met them, Disa's eyes were fixed on Ki Wiryo's forehead which was gold, like Kanjeng's guard Mother had faded into gold powder.

'Whatever the Lord has outlined, it turns out that his ways and efforts are the difference, ' the interior of Disa guessed that gold is the symbol of wealth, the symbol of wealth, he learned from the story of how to get different wealth, from Ki Wiryo and Kanjeng Ibu family.

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They know the news of all Kanjeng family's latest mother from Ki Wiryo's explanation. They took the time to make a pilgrimage to the burial place of the family Kanjeng Ibu, where the main purpose is to visit the navel of Madam Mariska. With Ki Wiryo in between, before they return to their respective hometowns.

Their funeral was handled by the Mariska family who still do not know the rest of the family, and still hope they survived.

A very luxurious burial place, they can visit it already feel lucky without being able to expect their last bed there, red earth, roofed imported marble, in the room of the number one quality wooden coffin, the first quality, rolling grass that is always green and cared for, the extent also exceeds the garden of Disa's grandfather in the village.

Still, its inhabitants can only be stiffened.

The lucky ones fall asleep to wait, the tormented ones can only feel that the coming of the apocalypse is long.

They entered the gate unhindered, despite strict guard and procedures they had to pass. All went smoothly, of course, with the help of Ki Wiryo both administration, licensing and a little in the illusion.

After being directed by the officers, a large luxury car barged in, so they looked worthy to visit the cemetery, which was on average inhabited by wealthy families.

They went down, the atmosphere of horror was again felt by Disa, even if only for a moment. Disa stepped closer to the gravestone that read Mariska and next to Wulan. A cold wind hit her face and flicked her hair, she momentarily said do'a in the follow of the others.

Then his eyes combed fixed on the headstones of the Great Family Kanjeng Ibu. Hot air felt on the skin, due to the sun when suddenly changed, becoming unfriendly. Then Disa prayed for them all.

Duarr! ...

The sound of lightning blaring, the weather that had been sunny since then had now gradually changed. The sun is now covered in clouds that begin to blacken, the atmosphere becomes dark instantly.

They rushed home, because the drizzle that was not invited, had come down piercing the earth.

"Ki, he went home through Kanjeng's house, huh?" pinta Disa to just see for the last time.

Arriving at the mother's kanjeng residence, they just stared at the row of the mother's kanjeng house that looked more gripping.

They got out of the car, but just stood in front of the gate.

"Dis, the atmosphere of Kanjeng Ibu's house now looks haunted, huh? tia said, the fine fur on her hands and nape began to bristle.

Disa just fell silent, got a close check of Tia and Yanti's hands.

Shortly after, someone came out of the residence kanjeng mother, the head of RT in the city. He then approached Disa and the former workers at the mother's kanjeng residence.

There was someone who came with Mr. RT, he was Mr. Arya winangun and someone with a suit and an office bag.

"What do you need to do here?" ask RT sir.

"Sorry sir, we just want to say condolences. May the family left be given patience" said Ki Wiryo, and replied to a thank you by Mariska's father.

On the way Ki Wiryo said to Disa, "Let me take care of the Son, his life is still in danger if given to his family. I'm not going to obliterate his origin, someday I'm going to tell him who he really is."

Being able to think it might be better, because he did not know what was going on with his employer's family, for him it was still a mystery.

Ki Wiryo drove them home and was about to visit the Fatmah family residence.

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A few months passed, five women would meet to just let go of longing. And also carried out the mandate of Ki Wiryo who told the five of them to take care of the plots he had on the island, and helped raise the Son and the children of Fatmah.

Even in their hands, the growth is progressing rapidly, and able to accommodate many foster children and develop other efforts to help the economic wheels of the surrounding community.

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It was seen in the palace of the Master, but the hall-like room was like the first he had seen, a magnificent throne, with the figure of the Master under the dim light. And the servants were lined up with various dishes and fruit.

Deg ... Disa gasp.

Exit from the hallway of a partially familiar figure, whose neck is covered in chains connected to each other. The figure was Kanjeng Ibu, Mr. Hanubi, Bu Sumarni, Fatmah, while some others, he did not know him. Where they are parents of kanjeng Ibu namely Fadmasari and Subroto.

While Mariska passed by floating towards the sky holding Wulan, they smiled and lowered their heads, as a sign of gratitude.

Tininite .. tininite .. tininite ....

Can wake up, then reach the source of the sound that is on the nightstand to immediately turn off, then rub his eyes.

He was brooding over the dream, and rushed to the bathroom to clean himself up and prepare to go to the market.

Disa got off the inventory vehicle belonging to the store of Ki Wiryo, accompanied by Tia and brought Putra to shop for daily necessities in the store.

Disa saw the convoy of the newlyweds. He was shocked by what he saw. The accompaniment goes with its back, and Disa is like knowing the figure.

A couple and a middle-aged mother, his hands holding a pregnant mother.

The groom turned towards Disa and Putra, his gaze immediately bowed with a sad look, and chose to turn his head and ride the bridal car that drove their entourage past.

"Mr Irwan?" Disa mutters.

"What's Dis?" ask Tia.

He was just silent and glued.

The death of demons in the world is an impossibility, because God made them live to the end. The devil is only lost, he will come back and be born in new souls.

Not only in souls who do not know God.

However ....

Rich, poor, intelligent, pious, weak, strong, low, or dignified, scribes, philosophers, religious leaders, or rulers ... the devil will still be born in their souls, if ...

There was a speck of PRIDE in his heart.

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