Berlianku My wife
263. Get to know each other

"How's Alya doing, Ar?”

Upon arrival at the hospital, Bu Rita immediately met Alya accompanied by Ida. 

While Mr. Aryo with his men talk to the police. Don't want to know, today too Mr. Aryo wants all this annoying drama to end.

It feels like his head is dizzy, especially considering that they will have a party for a few more days. There are only obstacles.

“Mamah?” peekik Ardi got up from his seat. With a tired face and save a stroke of sadness Ardi patiently sat with his wife. 

Ardi bangung grabbed his mama hand kissed him then hugged him as a support and outpouring if Ardi was also tired. Although Ardi did not want to say it. Today the son and mother got along.

“Hhh” Bu Rita just sighed softly and complained about her son's shoulder slowly. Tidaj many words. It felt like everything was making him lethargic. 

Ida behind Bu Rita just tailed, stood watching the Madam and Her Parents.

“He's fine, right?” tanya Bu Rita sat on the edge of Alya's bed and stroked Alya's hands that were asleep because of the medicine.

“Sehat Mah, said the doctor, Diamond only needs a break” said Ardi lirih.

Miss Rita nodded in understanding. It is natural that if Alya is shocked, he must be tired, working all day staying up late in pregnancy, not having time to eat breakfast too and facing annoying problems.

Not annoying but makes patience run out, it feels fed up with Lila. What exactly is Lila's motivation, no bored-bosanya acting. 

Why should anyone leave. Why heart? It used to be Jack, Mang Adi and now Mia. What Lila wants, even though Ardi is good enough not to kill her brother and herself. 

But apparently Lila was agile like an eel, she was good at hiding and running. And even though it has been on the verge of destruction apparently Lila many friends who continue to help her obey her mental madness. Maybe because Lila has a million beautiful lure. 

“Ya have taken good care of your wife, do not let a lot of thoughts, let alone to interfere with health! Let papah take care of everything” said Bu Rita. 

“Sorry Ardi Mah! Ardi should have finished” said Ardi felt guilty still feeling troublesome parents. 

“Don't stay in Alya she needs you! Papah did this for his grandson” said Bu Rita. 

“Ya Mah!” answer Ardi. 

“Ya already, Mamah take care of Mia's funeral first yes!” 

“Faisal and Mang Adi How is Mah?” tanya Ardi still had time to think of others. 

“Hhh" Bu Rita sighed for a moment.

"Well how else, everything has happened, inevitably Faisal must accept all this. We just have to mendo’a Mia, give our last appreciation by taking care of the owner. Faisal is already here kok” said Bu Rita slowly with his blank look. 

They are not all families connected by blood ties. But they are all people who have spent their time and day serving the Gunawijaya family faithfully. Of course Miss Rita was sad thinking about it. 

“Iya Mah!” answered Ardi listlessly.

“Mamah go home! It looks like the process of bathing the body is finished, said Bu Rita again” 

“Ya Mah” Ardi nods to let his mother and aides go. 

Ida keeps following Miss Rita. I want to see Mia soon. His brain and mind are out of sync.

Seeing Alya lying asleep with the infusion hose on hand also Ida like shock. Actually there is what and why life that originally felt perfect becomes so painful. 

In front of the mortuary, the young man appeared to bow his body and cry shamelessly.

Very visible from his random hair and the gaze of his eyes were empty and wet. The man was in deep pain and disappointment. 

Why should this hurt feel love. Why should they be separated this way. All of Faisal's memories were still clearly imagined. 

“Ai love brother, ai darling brother... Sorry Ai Bang. Ai ngelakuin this for Brother. Ai wants to marry Brother"  

Mia's words still haunt her. Faisal strongly condemned his journey, if he could turn back time. Faisal wants to prevent and hate Mia's love so great and make her stupid. 

Why Mia must have love that actually makes her fall. The love Faisal wanted was not a debilitating love.

Why didn't Faisal ever find out who Faisal's brother was. Though whatever and whoever the Mia family, Faisal will accept it, Faisal will face it in the right way. 

But now the rice has become porridge. Not only did she not get married, Mia was already stuck in the laps of Tuhanya. They will be separated forever. Mia has abandoned him, living in eternity in the name of love.

So how exactly are the final seconds of Mia. Mr. Aryo in one corner of the holding room with his men was checking in. 

“Sabar Bang!” ida lirih approached Faisal who was sitting alone.

Although the other day Ida was very upset and irritated. But seeing Faisal who now looked weak and broken, Ida became sympathetic again. Because Ida also felt the same way, it hurt because of the loss of people who had exceeded siblings. 

Bu Rita Ida and Faisal sat next to each other. Waiting for Mia's body to be cleaned up. A few minutes later the mortuary opened the door. 

They then stood up, following the hospital attendants carrying Mia's body taken to the hearse. 

“Iya Nyonya” replied Ida and faisal nodded. Then the two of them got into the hearse to drive Mia. All of this as an expression of their love and affection. 

Rita then called her husband. For Mr. Aryo to approach Bu Rita and go home together. 

****

Gunawijaya Palace.

“Come down Baby” said a grandfather held out his hand holding his grandson. 

The little family got down from an online taxi in front of the large fence of a palace with a wide face, they widened their eyes perfectly.

Dhegs

All manner of astonishment and questioning filled the head of the boy and the father. In front of that huge gate was a fluttering white flag spreading a heartbreaking aura.

Intan and Mr. Didik swallowed his saliva with a roaring heartbeat, like the sound of a barrage of war drums.

“Who died? Lord Aryo? The ardi? Rita Mama? Or Alya? No, it's impossible!” 

Intan and Mr. Didik looked at each other. Behind the large fence at the end of the spacious courtyard of the Gunawijaya Family palace, there is a small tent. Some people dressed in black and dressed in black gathered to sit on the chairs provided.

Intan's breath and Mr. Didik's getting louder. It is true that their family members are in mourning. 

But why aren't there many cars parked, even a flower arrangement of condolences doesn't exist.

There are no television broadcasts covering. It's the Gunawijayaa family, it's impossible that his business partners and colleagues are so blindfolded. 

Is because Intan and Mr. Didik are too early, and the first to know so it is still quiet mourners. But yesterday Alya still seemed ordinary. 

They both fell silent. Go in or go home. But no, precisely this moment will be good to improve the relationship.

“Come on Incoming!” invite Intan round ingun immediately enter, in his hand hang a paper bag gift reception for Alya. 

With mixed feelings. Intan and Tuan Dikidik walk quickly immediately want to know what happened.

Indeed, Intan doubted, whether the paper bag would still he bring. Why the event that Intan imagined luxurious and festive to be a sad mourning event is very quiet and gripping. 

Gunawijaya Palace is located far from the city, hectares of land around it belongs to Mr. Aryo. The large house was not neighboring and was covered in a large fence that surrounded the house. Then around the trees shady. That's why Mr. Aryo has no neighbors. 

Even only certain people who have access can enter the house. Of course, who is close and knows the members of the Gunawijaya family. 

For Mia's funeral. Mr. Aryo coordinated his work picking up local clerics and village devices. The only ones who treated were Mia's fellow colleagues from the Gubawijaya foundation. Mia will also be buried in the tomb of the Gunawijaya family not far from their home.

“Ehm” Mr. Didik and Intan sampaike tent. Everything seemed down and Intan didn't know him.

With an awkward step, Mr. Didik and Intan sat in one of the chairs like mourners. Intan peeked inside the house. But inside the house looks lonely even the door is closed is very strange. The open one is precisely access to the backyard.

“Actually who died” Inner Diamond. 

Why is it so quiet in the house. This in the mourners' tent was also deserted, only a few men who were probably the village's devices were waiting for the arrival of Mia's corpse. 

“Sorry Non Intan huh?” a waiter recognized Intan.

“Eh Mang Diman” replied Intan turned to the old servant Mr. Aryo. Intan wanted to ask but had not yet gotten around.  

“Sit first Non. For a moment I call the Big Lady” replied Mang Diman pretentiously, thought Intan already knew and thought the Intan of his guest Bu Rita. 

Mang Diman went inside. Ms. Mirna and the others were seen gathering in the room next to Mr. Aryo's house. They did not put Mia's body in the main house.

But on the side of Mr. Aryo's house there is also a large room like a hall. That's where Mr. Aryo works out. That's where Miss Mirna prepared all the necessities to forgive and support Mia. Accompanied by the household assistants.

“May there are guest” said Mang Diman approached Bu Mirna, because now there is only Bu Mirna who has family relations. Dans became his old man.

“Oh yes!” ms. Mirna replied, feeling like her great representative. 

Then Miss Mirna woke up and followed Mang Diman. Meet the guest whom Mang Dinan spoke of.

Dhegs

Ms. Mirna's steps stopped when her two senses found a face she hadn't seen for decades. It feels jumbled. Why meet here now.

“Nurmala?” pekik Mr. Didik.

“Mas Shot?” lirih Bu Mirna's.

The two people were shocked and reflexively Mr. Didik stood up while putting Baby El aside. Intan and Mang Diman stared confusedly at Bu Mirna and Mr. Didik. It turns out that Ms. Mirna and Mr. Didik also know each other.