
Jessica invites Ustadz Hasan and Umi Kulsum to go on a pilgrimage to the grave of her parents.
"So soon, Tan, Jessi, get the car in the garage first" Jessica said.
"No need, son. We'll just go by Om's car, "prevent Ustadz Hasan.
Jessica seemed to be thinking for a moment, dazed with doubt in her heart. Jessica immediately dismissed the doubts. When viewed from her appearance, I'm sure they're good people, Jessica's inner self.
"Oh, okay." Jessica finally agreed to both guests.
"You just sit in front, yeah. Let it be a guide for Mang Engkos," Ustadz Hasan ordered.
"Okay, um," Jessica replied.
"Son, can't Om ask for something?" ask Ustadz Hasan, stop Jessica's steps.
Jessica turned. "What's up, Om?"
"Om asking, please do not call Om with the name 'om', just call Abi," pinta Ustadz Hasan while looking gently at both eyes Jessica.
"I-I mean, Om?" ask Jessica, nervous.
"Please don't get me wrong. Om has no daughters, and you are the sons of Om's relatives. So, there is no harm if we consider you like our own child. Do you want to?" asked Ustadz Hasan to try to convince Jessica.
Both of Jessica's eyes glazed over Ustadz Hasan's explanation. Without a second thought, he nodded in agreement to Ustadz Hasan's request.
"I-iya Om, Jessi wants to" Jessica replied.
"Alhamdulillah .. Moreover the word 'om' does not seem to match the appearance of Abi who never berdasi," quipped Ustadz Hasan.
"Ah Om, uh, Abi could have," Jessica replied.
"Yes, let's go! It'll be noon" asked Ustadz Hasan.
Jessica nodded, she then opened the door of Ustadz Hasan's car. Umi Kulsum stared lovingly at her husband.
"Thank you, Abi," whispered Umi Kulsum in her husband's ear.
Ustadz Hasan smiled as he rubbed his wife's cheek gently.
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After taking Nadhifa home, Gintani goes to Alya's place. His heart is completely fucked. Right now, Gintani only needs friends to tell stories. Although she is not the type of woman who likes to indulge her problems, but just by chatting, can make Gintani a little forget about all the problems she faces.
"So soon, Tan, take it!" alya is serving the visitors.
Gintani just smiled while nodding his head. He began to sip little by little the coffee that had been served to him. Unintentionally, Gintani's eyes are locked on a long-haired figure who is none other than Nando. Anxiety was clearly visible in Nando's eyes. Gintani thinks something might happen to Sarah, Nando's sister.
Gintani gets up and starts swinging her steps towards Nando's desk. But when he was about to say hello to Nando, a hijab-wearing woman came rushing over to Nando. Suddenly, the woman hugged Nando and started crying. Nando could only rub the woman's back without saying a word.
Shortly afterwards, the woman outlined her embrace. He sat down opposite Nando. Not knowing what they were talking about, Gintani could not catch their conversation clearly. But one thing is certain, Nando looks confused after the woman finished talking.
Gintani also undoes his intention to greet Nando. He turned around and went back to his desk. But curiosity piqued his mind. Who exactly is that woman? Why is she crying in front of Nando? And why does Nando look so worried? Was he one of Nando's victims? Astaghfirullah azim thing, why am I so prejudiced like this? batin Gintani shook his head.
"Eh, not pa-pa, really. Hmm ... has become a busy man now," Gintani teases Alya.
"Ah, you could have, Tan," Alya replied in embarrassment. "Hmm, why else would he?" muttered Alya while staring at table 25, the table occupied by Nando and the hijab woman.
"You know them, Al?" gintani asked a little surprised when he heard the muttering of his best friend.
"They are a couple. His wife comes here almost every day for a break. While her husband only occasionally comes if his wife contacts him," replied Alya.
Gintani frowned more and more. So, Nando's married? his inner.
"It seems, something happened again with his son," said Alya without taking his eyes off the table.
"Ma-you mean? They have kids?" gintani asked, looking at Alya.
"Hem-eh, his son's age is about a year. Now being treated at the front hospital." Alya's chin leads to a clinic that is in front of her coffee shop.
Gintani follows Alya's eyes. "Clinic Mahardika Heart Centre. Isn't that a specialist heart clinic?" ask Gintani.
"Yes, his son had a heart leak from birth" Alya replied.
"Astaghfiullah! How do you know, Al?" gintani asked, surprised.
"Mela herself is the story" Alya replied.
"Mela?" gintani asked, frowning.
"Yes, Mela ... His wife is Mr. Nando" Alya replied.
"Oh," answered Gintani briefly. It's so sorry Nando. It turns out that the ordeal has been much heavier, Gintani murmured.
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"Jiang, mom. How are you? Richi hope, mommy is always happy at God's side" said Dr. Richard, monologuing in front of his mother's meal. "Did mom know?" doctor Richard continued, "maybe Ilona has already obtained her karma. God punished him, mom. But somehow Richi feels sorry for him. Although Richi hates what Ilona did with daddy. But, seeing her in such pain, Richi had no heart." Doctor Richard rubbed his mother's belly button.
For a moment, Doctor Richard let out a breath. "Mom, is Richi wrong, if you pity people who have used daddy?" ask Dr. Richard again. "Richi doesn't know what Richi feels for Ilona. For some reason, Richi really hopes Ilona can change. If he wants to, Richi is willing to take care of Ilona until the end of his life. The important thing is that he can turn into a good person" Dr. Richard said.
Meanwhile, not far from where Dr. Richard is located, Jessica, Ustadz Hasan and Umi Kulsum have arrived at the graves of Jessica's parents. After Ustadz Hasan finished leading the do'a, suddenly Umi Kulsum cried while rubbing the navel of her mother Jessica.
"I'm sorry, ma'am. I never knew what happened to you. I'm sorry I just made a pilgrimage to your graves. Thank you for all the kindness and sincerity throughout. I owe you the same, ma'am. Forgive all my bad behavior in the past. I will always pray, may mbak and mas Iskandar get glory on the side of God," said Umi Kulsum with trembling lips.
While at the front navel, a young man looked stunned hearing a familiar voice. He then turned around to make sure the owner of the voice.
Deg-deg-deg
Instantly the young man's heart beat very fast when he saw Umi Kulsum. He really did not expect that his arrival to the TPU this time, resulted in an unexpected encounter with someone he had not met for decades.
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