
After performing Maghrib prayers at the mosque in the city park, according to the promise of the father who has not been known by his name by Kinara and Azka, he deliberately invited the two young couples to stop by to eat at the tent stall next to the park.
"Who are Eneng and Aden?" he asked after ordering a meal for the three of them.
Kinara and Azka looked at each other before answering the question from the father.
"I'm sorry before, introduce me Kinara and this is my husband sir, we are regular donors in Ar Rahman foundation" said Kinara introduced herself and husband.
"Oh yes sorry I also forgot, introduce me Mr. Usman, I am in charge of maintaining the land and building of the Ar Rahman foundation" he said.
There was relief in the hearts of Kinara and Azka although there were still many questions in their minds.
"If you may know, what made you come here?" ask Usman
"We want to visit because it has been more than half a year we did not visit after the last time we came at that time sir" Azka replied
It looks like Mr. Usman sighed heavily, like there was a burden on his shoulders that he was carrying at this time.
" if you can tell where you're from?" ask Usman again
"We're in this town, home about 45 minutes from here" Kinara replied quickly "if you may know what's really going on sir? don't beat around the bush" said Kinara again feeling unable to bear the curiosity that had been struggling in his mind. Azka held onto Kinara's hand trying to reprimand in a subtle way.
"I'm sorry if it makes you feel bad, can we eat first and I'll tell you everything?" said Mr. Usman with a guilty face.
"Sorry sir, my wife is pregnant so more sensitive, well we eat first after that you can only tell" said Azka trying to calm Mr. Usman who looks restless. in the end Kinara stomped her feet in annoyance with Azka's response.
With a big heart, Kinara finally relented and spent her dinner greedily tanoa caring for the sneers of other visitors.
After finishing eating, Mr. Usman took the two back to the park and sat in a gazebo.
"Sorry sir, we can't go home too late, my mama has sent a message to go home soon" Kinara said slightly softened while holding a cellphone and replying to a chat from Mama Hanna.
"I'm sorry to ask for the time, I'll tell you what's going on with the Ar Rahman foundation"
"Please sir" said Azka
"The owner of this foundation died suddenly five months ago, it was midnight at 02:00 in the morning. Ms Santi has indeed had severe pain since the last two years with various treatments carried out by her biological children she was finally declared cured.
"At first, a foster child of Bu Santi woke up in the middle of the night to pray tahajud, when he was about to go to the bathroom and pass through the room of Bu Santi, at a glance he saw a shadow passing from the window, but he was indifferent and still returned to the room to pray, in the middle of the prayer he heard vaguely like the sound of screams for help from the direction of the room of Miss Santi, who was, disturbed and afraid he did not continue to pray but built his sleeping roommate.
"They were just the two of them finally settles out of the room with towels and dipper and the need to shower just as a fear repellent, one of them saw a black shadow passing through the courtyard and out of the side fence, as their room was at the top so they could see the shadow from the balcony upstairs.
"They knocked on Miss Santi's room door but there was no answer, they opened it and it was unlocked, they were surprised because Miss Santi always locked the room day and night when she was at home.
"They were shocked when they saw that Ms. Santi was already lying on the floor with frothy lips and a blue face.The two were screaming for help and woke up the residents of the parlour, who were in the house, no one dared to touch Ms. Santi until the police came and evacuated Ms. Santi's body.
"Two weeks later the case was revealed, Ms. Santi died because she was deliberately killed by her son-in-law who was after the deceased's estate, even the deceased's biological child is now still in a coma after getting physical abuse from her husband the day after the murder scene.
Mr. Usman ended his story with a heavy sigh.
"Then where are all the orphanages now?" asked Azka after repeatedly saying Istighfar.
"The children of the orphanage are safe. Currently they are still in the protection of social services and are being built a new place for them, they are, I regretted the moment I forgot to lock the side fence because of my son's hasty accident and I forgot to say goodbye to Miss Santi that afternoon, I still feel guilty Den until now" said Mr. Usman sadly rubbed the corner of his watery eyes.
"So that's the story, Bu Santi's grandson survived? because I had met him the last time." asked Kinara.
"Alhamdulillah Bu Santi's grandchildren, Naura and Ali were at the boarding house in east Java. they only returned home once a year when Lebaran alone, he said, and now they come home once a month to see his mother, because my wife and son are guarding Ms. Fatma in the hospital" said Mr. Usman
"Thank you sir for the information, I am sorry for the disaster that befell the late Ms Santi and family, if possible allow us to visit Ms. Fatma in the hospital sir"
"One time please, he was treated at Citra Husada hospital VIP room"
"What?" kinara was surprised.
"Well, how shocked is that?"ask Usman
"That's one of his hospitals, Mr. Hehehe" Azka replied
"Mi..Eneng's?" mr. Usman stammered because he was so surprised
"I.e.uh sick sir" said Azka complained because Kinara stomped his feet because upset he leaked his secret.
"God willing I have seen Eneng, it turns out Eneng director at the hospital yes, I remember now I have seen Eneng's face in one of the hospital rooms"
"Huh??" Kinara gawked with round eyes
"Hahaha finally Pak Usman and Azka laughed together at Kinara's adorable behavior.
After praying earlier, he deliberately went out and sat on the terrace because he felt hesitant to join the parents who were chatting in there.
Enjoying the remnants of rainwater falling through the roof is a new thing that he really enjoyed tonight. never once had he felt the cold air directly entering and piercing to the bone like tonight.
In the middle of his fun he enjoyed the song of longing the voice of the voice of the night, without him realizing there was the gaze of someone who had not been able to look at him since.
Until a voice that he recognized again disturbed the calmness of his body.
"Non does not enter, the air here is cold at night" said a middle-aged woman who is none other than bik Asih and the girl is none other than Keisya.
Keisya smiled as he patted the empty spot beside him asking the pussy to sit nearby.
Bik Asih who knew the request of her young lady just assented.on the door of black and straight hair belongs to Keisya with a lot of affection.
"Non not sleepy?" her question and only answered the trinket by Keisya.
"Do you want your aunt here?" once again Keisya just nodded.
Keisya changed his sitting position into barung and tilted facing out of the street with thighs as a cushion.
Bik Asih knows that her young lady is in trouble, even though she knows very well what happened before the end they went here. but the Asih bik would not immediately interfere in the family affairs of the boss where he worked. until today Asih bik chose to be silent if not asked to talk.
In the soft trunk of Keisya's head to feel comfortable and calm. Before long the thin body shook violently and the dress made Asih feel wet by Keisya's tears. bik Asih still let Keisya dissolve with his cry.
"Am I wrong?" lirih Keisya in between her sobs.
"Non what's wrong?" tanya is gentle.
"Did I wrongly ask for my rights as well because we were twins, wouldn't if we were twins all we had should be the same bik?" again Keisya raved in his tears.
"What does she ask?" ask her intentionally
"I just asked Azka's sister to be mine too was that wrong?"
Bik Asih stroked his chest with his bare hands.
"why don't you ask for Azka?"
"Because I want her to make, don't we twins so it's all the same, right?"
"So that's what you don't think now?"
"Yes that's what I want but brother Kinar is angry and slaps me even Rena also dares to insult me bik"
"Bibik can not give a solution now because sleepy, tomorrow aunt take to the house of aunt brother yes we walk there after breakfast"
"I don't want to"
"Would you look at the rice fields we were kayaking in?"
"Paddy?"
"Will you?"
"That's a hell of a thing,"
"If it's sad lase first yes non, tomorrow we go to the rice fields fun while nyari fish in the pond."
"Well, I want to"
Bik Asih was so relieved when Keisya had changed his position to sit back. There is sadness in the heart pasih to see Keisya's mental condition that has not been stable.sometimes like a child, sometimes like a child, sometimes as scary as the late Anthony sometimes looks carefree grown-up.
"If so now fast sleep yes, tomorrow let be fit, he said the master in another week we go to the boarding school" said bik Asih.
"Let's go in" said Kinara waltzing away into the house.
Such is the psychological condition of Kinara like a baby whining asking for something with just one powerful seduction his sadness just disappeared.
Bik Asih followed Keisya's steps into the house but was restrained when his eyes whistled with a young boy of Keisya's age was staring into the house.
The young man immediately misbehaved and nodded his sorry omen at bik Asih. the young man sat on the terrace of his house facing directly with the house occupied by the Asih and only blocked by the village road.
Bik Asih went straight inside after looking down to pay respect to the young man.who was the young man?? and why does bik Asih like to respect him so much??
Watch the follow-up tomorrow night..