KELANA
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Mumu didn't try to stop Wulan. Although he could force Wulan to hear the real story, but Mumu knew that there was no point.

Wulan already hates him and is also in a state of anger so definitely will not accept anything he said.

Wulan tried to stop her crying. If you get home but his eyes are still swollen will certainly cause unnecessary problems.

Wulan stopped by the roadside. After finishing calming himself for a few minutes, after that he just continued his journey home to Lisa.

When I got home, Lisa did not come home.

Wulan immediately packed her entire outfit and put it in a large bag.

He was determined that tomorrow he would return to Jogja through Pekanbaru, from Pekanbaru then later he took a plane that flew directly to Jogja.

"Wulan, what happened to your stuff? Where are you going?" Lisa immediately shouted as she walked into Wulan's room.

"Tomorrow I'm going home to Jogja, Lisa. Not good for both my parents, I haven't been home for a long time."

"But you said you lived here for two weeks, but it's only been a week." Lisa Protest.

Wulan took a heavy breath and said, "I want to quickly finish my pending lecture, Lisa. I've canceled my time, just waiting for the results from the campus."

"But why? Is it because he's coming home from America?"

Wulan shook her head. Don't want to discuss that topic.

Apparently Lisa realized so she did not continue with her words just now.

In on that, Mumu was sitting pensively on the front porch of the house.

He rarely drank sugary drinks such as tea or coffee, but today there was a hot cup of coffee on the table in front of him.

Sometimes he sipped the coffee while looking at the road as if waiting for someone who would come to see him.

But it was his only hope, until the afternoon no one came.

With a heavy breath Mumu finally stood inside the house.

He took his jacket and helmet and went out on his motorbike.

There was a person who called for help to treat her husband who experienced pain forget.

It is quite far from the city of Selatpanjang, because the patient is in the village of Semukut Merbau Island Subdistrict.

Mumu takes about forty minutes to get there.

Coupled with crossing the river using Kempang, Mumu estimated that almost an hour later he reached the patient's house.

If the pain is not too severe, most likely, Mumu has returned home before midnight.

Although his heart was a little bit depressed and less excited, but Mamu still went to help people who needed his help.

However, from the beginning he was determined to apply this knowledge to people who needed his help, so he must remain committed to his determination.

Let time and circumstances be aware of it someday.

When Mumu arrived at the house that looked simple, a man who Mumu believed to be Pak Amat was scolding his wife for not buying cigarettes when she went to the store.

In that case he has many times the message to buy cigarettes. His mouth was very sour because he had not had time to smoke.

Buk Rofeah, his wife can only stroke his chest, trying to spread herself. However, this is not entirely the fault of her husband because he has a forgetful disease.

Sometimes what makes Buk Rofeah rise in tension not because of her husband's illness, but because Mr. Amat does not want to accept that he has a disease. That'sthat's all.

Likewise with the problem of cigarettes, it is clear that Buk Rofeah immediately gave to Pak Amat when he returned from the store, because he somehow put it where so that the Buk Rofeah was the target of his tirade. Buk Rofeah can't make a picnic because there are no witnesses.

Fortunately, when Buk Rofeah's patience almost broke because in half an hour it was rummaged so that his ears felt itchy, he saw a red motorbike entering his yard.

Mr. Amat who had just breathed and prepared to continue his tirade suddenly stopped and followed the direction of his wife's view.

"Who is that, Buk?" Ask him curiously. The feeling he had never known that simple-looking young man.

"Lacking the knowledge, sir." Although Buk Rofeah could have expected it but it was better that he kept quiet than to be blamed once again. "Ask me, sir! Any idea he's looking for someone's address."

"Please enter the young!" Said Mr. Amat kindly. "If you may know where this young man is from and where he is going?"

"Thank you very much, sir." Mumu smiled kindly. "This is really Mr Amat's house?"

"really. It's with me alone." Mr. Amat smiled brightly.

"Wahhhh. I deliberately walked around the village, sir. I have the ability to open a person's aura, but this is a secret yes, sir. Don't tell anyone." Mumu deliberately lowered her voice so that the atmosphere became a little dramatic. "It just so happened that in the harbor people told me that you have a unique aura so I took the time to come here."

"Is that really so?" His Pak Amat. Her nose is deflated, happy to be praised.

"It turns out that what people say about you doesn't miss a bit, sir. If you do want, I can open the aura of the Father that is still sealed."

Mister Amat's spirit mixed with doubt, "But.but at what cost, young man? You don't have much money."

"Regarding the cost, you just calm down. Because the aura in your body is so unique that this time I will open it for free, sir. Hows it? Want not?" Mumu looked at Pak Amat while raising her eyebrows.

"If it's free, it's ha ha...." Pak Amat laughed happily.

"Boom, make coffee for our guests!" His order. "So when can we start, young man?" Ask Mr. Very impatient.

"Now you can too, sir. I lay on my stomach first. I want to open the aura from the head."

Mumu had to lie. Based on the story of Buk Rofeah he can guess what kind of character Mr. Amat is. So that if in the usual way, he will definitely not be able to treat Pak Amat.

Mumu immediately took out three of her acupuncture needles. Earlier he had scanned that there was a blockage of blood vessels and nerve tissue knotted around the head of Pak Amat so as to cause there are obstacles, receiving, storing and processing information.

The good news is that the disease is not so severe, of course this is seen from the perspective of Mumu because he does have abilities that are not owned by others.

When viewed from the perspective of others, it may be different again.