
After cremating Rama's body, the nurses prepare his funeral because Typhoon has paid a heavy price for the cremation of Rama's body.
All the families have been at the funeral even Anjasmara was there, Sarah from yesterday still crying because somehow Rama is her husband and the only person who can understand Sarah.
Because of the death of Rama to the media so many friends of Rama's friends who came there even from the morning a lot of people who came there.
Bi Iyem's eyes squinted when he saw the figure of a man who had incised wounds several years ago, he was talking to Anjasmara Father-in-law Rama.
Lynda who realized it immediately approached Bi Iyem who was standing not far from her, Lynda just wanted to make sure that Bi Iyem could meet her son even from a distance.
"Bi see Mr. Fransh is here" said Lynda half-whispering because he did not want others to realize it.
While Nita and Typhoon are trying to calm Sarah who continues to cry because she was left behind by her husband who has only been taking care of her for a few months.
"Yes ma'am I intend to meet him" said Bi Iyem.
"Well, if you want to see him, I'll monitor from here, fearing that he'll do you evil" Lynda said.
"Yes Ma'am"
Bi Iyem waited for the right time to meet the men even if it was clear that their status was still husband and wife even though it was only valid religiously.
Fransh was seen approaching Sarah and said condolences to Sarah even Bi Iyem could see how familiar Sarah was to Fransh.
"Do they have a relationship" Bi Iyem asked in his heart.
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"Sarah I didn't think it turned out you were Mr. Rama's wife" Fransh said.
"Yes sir, thank you for coming here" Sarah said.
"I'm sorry I'm only here now when I'm a friend of Rama but I don't know how Rama was yesterday" Fransh said.
"Yes sir I did not think it turns out you're a friend of Rama's" said Sarah.
"Well Sarah father go home yes when will you stop by your house yes" said Fransh.
"Yes, thank you sir".
Fransh walked to the car park but not yet arrived, Fransh's hand was forced to move away from there.
Under a shady tree and far from the burial place Bi Iyem brought Fransh there.
" who you are" Fransh asked puzzledly as a woman wearing a veil covered part of her face forcibly pulling her away.
Bi Iyem looked at Fransh with a full search even Fransh did not recognize the woman who was now in front of him.
"Who are you" Fransh asked again.
Bi Iyem opened the veil that had covered his face, Fransh was very surprised to see the woman in front of him, Fransh was very surprised to see the woman who was in front of him, how not surprised because he met him in the state of Bi Iyem who was young and a little Black.
But now after decades of living with Lynda, the, Bi Iyem began to be introduced to the treatment even Bi Iyem also rarely out of the house so his face is white and clean even Bi Iyem looks youthful same as Lynda.
"You? " fransh was surprised.
"Yes me, do you still know me Mr. Fransh" said Bi Iyem a little haughty because he used to be unable to fight and quiet.
"Do you want to come here" asked Fransh.
"I just wanted to ask you" Bi Iyem said.
"Ask what, quickly my time is not much" he said arrogantly.
"Where is my son" said Bi Iyem while emphasizing the word child.
"I don't know" Fransh lied.
"You lied Fransh".
" your son is gone" Fransh said.
"Don't fool me I know he's alive now even I've seen him, where he is now" asked Bi Iyem again.
"I told you he didn't exist, he's dead" Fransh said.
"In euh di" said Fransh brick.
"I'm guessing you lied to Fransh"
"I asked once again where my son Fransh is" asked Bi Iyem again.
Plakk.
Fransh slapped Bi Iyem so hard that it made Bi Iyem fall to the ground but Bi Iyem did not want to look weak for the next time.
Lynda who saw it was immediately shocked and did not accept Bi Iyem his friend even he considered his own brother was hurt by men who had once destroyed his life.
Lynda took the initiative to approach them but Nita first pulled her hand as they were going home now, but Lynda felt sorry for Bi Iyem.
"Nita mamah will go to the toilet first, you wait in the car yes" said Lynda lying.
"Don't old Mah, pity Sarah later he cried again" said Nita.
"Yes Nita mamah for a minute".
Lynda immediately ran to where Bi Iyem and Fransh were, but when Lynda there Lynda saw that Fransh would slap Bi Iyem again because he had raised his hand up.
But quickly Lynda held Fransh's hand firmly for fear of hurting Bi Iyem again.
Fransh saw Lynda and how surprised Fransh saw the existence of Lynda who was none other than her ex-boyfriend, even Lynda is the woman Fransh left because Fransh will be in a match with his current wife.
"Lynda" said Fransh shocked because of the change Lynda and Bi Iyem very drastic.
"Don't hurt Bi Iyem" Lynda said, emphasizing her tone.
"What are you guys" Fransh asked confused because Bi Iyem could be with Lynda.
"Don't touch Bi Iyem with your dirty hands" Lynda said.
"Let go of me Lynda" Fransh said.
Lynda let go of her grip on Fransh's hand, then Lynda approached Bi Iyem and hugged Bi Iyem like a brother.
"You don't papa" asked Lynda worriedly.
"No ma'am I'm good" said Bi Iyem.
"Fransh where Bi Iyem's son is now, you evil Fransh has separated a mother from her child" Lynda said.
"What's? Didn't Iyem tell you about our contract before" Fransh said.
"Yes I know".
"If you know why you want to meet my son, we have no business anymore I have redeemed you first and the boy in return" Fransh said.
"Stay Fransh you can't because Bi Iyem misses his son so much" Lynda said.
"What's his business with me" Fransh said.
"Surely you separated him from his son".
" but I didn't separate him from the one who signed the contract" Fransh argued.
"You're evil you don't have Fransh's heart" Lynda said.
"Whatever".
After saying that Fransh immediately went from there leaving Lynda and Bi Iyem who were still staring with anger because they could not answer Fransh.
" fuck you Fransh I'll unite Bi Iyem and his son and you can't do anything" Lynda shouted as Fransh got into the car.
"mom" said someone who heard Lynda yell from behind Lynda and Bi Iyem.
How shocked they were to see who had called him.
Seriate...