Derana Wasted Wife
DERANA CHAPTER 57

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Before returning to the city, Hastungkara stops at the final resting place of Zain - his deceased lover, accompanied by Rafa, Randy, and Derana. While Ridwan and his men wait at Wijaya's residence.

The baby's gusts flew dry foliage and dropped frangipani flowers growing on the side of the tomb of Ahmad Zain - a former candidate for imam who was greatly missed by Hastungkara.

After saying his greetings, Hastungkara sat down beside Zain's tomb. So did Rafa, Randy, and Derana.

Although very difficult, Hastungkara tried to publish a smile and pronounce a series of words. "Hi, Mas Zain," he said as he rubbed the nameplate engraved with the name Ahmad Zain.

"Rara came with Mas Rafa, Mas Randy, and Derana. Mas Zain must not have known Mas Randy, right?" he said it then without fading the smile.

Hastungkara tried to master his mood that was far from being okay by sighing deeply and then exhaling slowly - before it went back in line.

"Mas Zain's ... Mas Randy asks Rara to think of him as a big brother, because Mas Randy really wants the presence of a sister. Zain doesn't mind, does he? Zain, don't be jealous! God willing, our relationship is nothing more than brothers. Oiya Mas, Rara tell me yes. Mas Randy, he's a generous young CEO. Mas Randy founded a school for disadvantaged children and founded the Smart Home. God willing, with the help of Mas Randy, Rara will realize the dreams and ideals of Mas Zain. We will continue the struggle of Mas Zain, makruf nahi mungkar. Invite to kindness and prevent slack, especially in Widow Village."

Hastungkara paused his speech and restrained the almost spilled water points by momentarily closing the netra.

"Mas Zain .. kami-Rara, Mas Randy, Derana, and Mas Rafa will fight to stop the habit done by the people of Widow Village, he said, by giving knowledge to parents to no longer marry their children at a very early age. So that children in Janda Village who are underage, have the opportunity to get education in school. The children deserve knowledge for the future. They also have the right to determine the direction of life goals to achieve the dreams and ideals that they have hung as high as the sky. Mas, Rara hopes ... Allah is pleased with our struggle, so that what we pay will not be in vain" he continued at length.

A momentary silence greeted as the baby again blew the frangipani flowers and dropped them right on the lap of Hastungkara.

Netra Hastungkara rotates perfectly when the breeze hits his face along with the presence of Zain.

The handsome young Zain stood before Hastungkara while publishing a smile framing his shady face.

"Mas Zain - -" said Hastungkara. He carries his body to his feet and is followed by Rafa, Randy, and Derana.

"Mas Zain, Rara misses. Why, did Mas Zain just come? Mas Zain could make Rara tormented long --" Collapse was already a fortress of rigor built by Hastungkara so that the water points that had been struggling spoiled on his eyelids now fell without permission.

"Dek--" Rafa grabbed Hastungkara's body and carried him into an embrace.

"Mas, Mas Za-in da-tang-" said Hastungkara.

"But, Mas Rafa didn't see it, Dek. Maybe ... just your hallucinations. Had Zain really come, he would have wanted to say hello and ask you to let him go."

"Mas, Rara has tried sincerely. But, every time we remember the good memories that we both went through, Rara was very sad. Rara lost Mas Zain. Rara longed for the past --" Hastungkara's body shook as the clear water flowed more and more.

Rafa rubbed Hastungkara's back with an up and down movement while transferring positive energy so that his sister was calm again.

"Mas Rafa understands how you feel, Dek. Better, we're off to town now. Father and Mother must have been waiting for us" whispered Rafa and Hastungkara responding with a nod.

"Mas Zain, Rara went back to town first huh. God willing, one more week ... Rara will visit the tomb of Mas Zain as well as start our struggle in the Village of Widows. Assalamu'alaikum, Mas - -"

Zain's figure re-published a smile and rubbed netra. Then it disappeared with the wind that was blowing slowly.

"Good way, Mas Zain-" said Hastungkara as he pressed his chest that felt tight.

With heavy strides, Hastungkara carried a swing of his legs - leaving the burial area, followed by Rafa, Randy, and Derana.

After the funeral, they stopped for a while at the Wijaya residence to say goodbye.

"Grandfather, we say yes. Take care of Grandpa's health! Don't eat late, cake!" hastungkara's message to his Vijaya-kakek.

"Yes, Nduk. Greetings to your father and mother! Tell your parents to visit your grandfather often!" said Wijaya while rubbing the head of her grandson covered in a blue hijab.

"God willing, Rara will deliver, Cake."

Wijaya pulled both corners of his lips and replied to Hastungkara's words accompanied by a glass-framed eye bead. "Thank you, my grandson. Go now, Nduk! Masmu-Rafa, Randy, and your best friend-Derana are waiting --"

"Corn, Cake. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam -"

Hastungkara briefly hugged the old body of his grandfather then with a heavy heart he carried his body into the car-following Rafa.

After Hastungkara landed his body weight and installed a seatbelt (safety belt), Rafa started the car engine and started playing the steering wheel.

Before catching up with Rafa, Randy asks Derana to install a seatbelt.

Derana looks trouble buttoning seatbelt. So Randy immediately tilted his body and stretched out his hand to help Derana.

The heartbeat of a pair of Adam and Eve was heard timidly when accidentally the windows of their hearts met each other ....

Will the seeds of love grow in the garden of both hearts? Only the stroke of the fate of the Most Love and the will of the Writer The scenario will answer the question ....

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Thank you and lots of love for the beloved sisters who still deign to escort the story of Derana 😘😘😘🙏