
Dita felt that her parents were increasingly changing and allowed her to live her life more maturely. Maybe they assume if after several times the failure of marriage, the mindset is more mature and wise.
When in fact he is not enough to be the figure they want, because in reality Dita needs a place to lean. Lucky there is Mbok Nem who faithfully accompanied Dita in times when difficult or happy.
"They don't even care about me, after several times I've had a marriage failure."
Dita's heart felt teri-ris, like slashed and rubbed thousands of needles. Both parents who were once very close now feel away and become strangers.
Mbok Nem could see deep disappointment in Dita's face, but he did not see that hatred in his eyes. At least there is still a clean heart when one day Dita and her parents can get along
Although only as a maid, Mbok Nem never tried to instigate or encroach on Dita's mind. If his lord feels the wrong way, then he leads him home.
"Don't say that Den Ayu. Never blame fate. God gives us a test so that we get closer to him and are not complacent with all the happiness we can get in the world."
"Yes, Mbok. Thank you so much for your advice."
Reviewed by a smile, he lowered his ego and chose to be patient again. Dita is still with her parents.
"I can finally feel that the burden of my mind is a little less. Thank you, Mbok."
"Together, Den Ayu."
Mbok Nem took a special place to eat Dita, "Monggo breakfast is eaten Den Ayu, mumpung still anget."
"Kok tumben Mbok did not tell me to eat with Mom and Dad?"
"It seems without being told De Ayu will also not want to. So symbok took the initiative to bring this breakfast to Den Ayu, so it can be enjoyed immediately."
"Mumpung is still a better angle. Moreover, the vegetables are still fresh because of the new symbols picked from the early morning garden."
Dita chuckles at Mbok Nem's remarks. I don't know why the more he knew her, the more Dita loved him. Though in the past to see his face alone Dita felt afraid, but the longer it looks if Mbok Nem is very motherly and more affectionate to him than both parents Dita.
Meanwhile, in the room of Mr. Handoko and Mrs Sekar, the two are still discussing something that some days disturb the sleep of Mrs Sekar.
"Is that why you're asking to go home immediately?"
Got Sekar turning his head, "Yes Mas, sorry. I'm really worried about Dita, our daughter."
"What are you afraid of right now? Do you want to see Dita become a widow until old age or will we force Dita to marry again soon?"
"Enough, Mum."
Madam Sekar covered both her ears.
"Don't put my mind back on. I was so dizzy with those dreams. If you already have the right solution, you should say it directly to Dita."
"Egoist," muttered Mr. Handoko.
Lots of things that disturb the mind of Mrs Sekar lately. Especially when she often left her daughter for the sake of her service to accompany her husband to work.
Many times Mrs Sekar has nightmares. There was just a figure who came to him, just like two days ago when he saw the figure of a woman who was about to choke Dita's neck.
"Let go of my son! What do you want from him, let me take away the sins I committed in the past."
The old woman chuckled, "Alright, then get ready to take your death!"
Not long after, the old woman tickled her neck to make Lady Sekar asphyxiate. Inside those old eyelids was a deep hatred for him.
"If you cannot hurt me, then be prepared your descendants will be the target of my anger hahaha ...."
"Don't!"
"Mom, Mom ... Get up, what's up?"
Mr. Handoko shook Mrs Sekar's body, hoping that his wife would wake up soon. Grateful not long after, Madam Sekar opened her eyes.
"There's nothing, Kok Mas. I'm asking you to get me some water now!"
Mrs Sekar seemed to rub her neck, then lovingly Mr. Handoko gave drinking water to his wife. He lowered and softened his voice so that Madam Sekar did not feel depressed about the words that were thrown from his mouth.
"If you are afraid of anything happening to Dita, you should take her to the shaman you used to go to, Sekar."
Mr. Handoko gently stroked Madam Sekar's head.
"Kok, from your tone you always blame me huh, Mas? Dita is also your son."
Not comforted by her husband's words, Madam Sekar actually felt provoked emotions that morning.
"If I didn't want to follow all your requests, maybe my daughter would be happier right now. But after your arrival everything feels like something else."
"Patience, Now. I'll bring our daughter back up. Trust me."
"Hopefully, Mas. Anyway, don't just make a grandiose promise! I'm tired of all this!"
To appease his wife's soul, Mr. Handoko hugged her. He actually did not have a solution to all the disasters experienced by his daughter. Therefore he could only pray that this dark destiny would come to an end.
As the head of the family, Mr. Handoko could have asked the son of some of his business associates to marry Dita. It's just that Dita's marriage history that has been dark so far made Mr. Handoko undo his intentions.
"I'd rather let Dita find her own soul mate than have to tarnish the good name of the family that I've built long ago. I don't know what sin was committed by us so that it got a curse like this," said Lord Handoko as he looked at the expanse of tea plantations in his yard.
Hoping that if this fate is soon completed, in fact this will still continue again after this. Maybe the upcoming test is much bigger than the one that hit Dita a few months ago.
Fano Residence.
A few days ago when Fano came to Dita's house, it turned out that his car had a great accident. He is currently lying weakly on top of a hospital gurney.
Mrs Kirana and Yuli cried because until now Fano did not open her eyes, even if for two more days Fano did not open her eyes then she was declared in a coma.
"Is this the bad fate you mean, Yul?"
"Yes, this is one of the concerns that had made me very forbid if Fano was close to Dita."
"Oh, so is that it?"
"Yes, I'm sorry because I didn't directly say this to brother."
Mrs Sekar sighed, she did not expect that Fano would be affected by the unforeseen relationship between Dita and Fano.
"Can't you reduce the impact of all this?"
"I'll do it, brother."
"We better pray that things won't get any worse than this.