
Feeling that all the desire for revenge has been realized makes Mother Yudishthira can laugh happily. However, everything looks very different when night falls. The house, which was once crowded with the joy brought by Judithira, had disappeared with her disappearance.
"If I could get you back, I would have granted you all your wishes, son," he said.
The mother of Yudhishthira rubbed her son's headstone with a wist. Her tears were unbearable at this moment. It flows like it's flowing into a river.
The pain felt ripped through the recesses of his heart. As a mother there will be no happiness other than being able to see the happiness of her sons and daughters, or finding her children have a happy little family. However, the rice had already become porridge. Everything can't be returned.
After an incident like this, where he was forced to lose his heir. He could no longer think clearly. Not to mention the very unnatural death of Yudhishthira, the more disappointed he became.
He poured rose water on a tomb belonging to Yudhishthira which he thought was still red, but in any case he tried to still his heart felt very sick.
"Mom, you should have let your son go, no one can bring everything back the way it used to be."
"Shut up, sir! You'd better go to the house or you'll take care of your business, until every time Judith's business let me finish!"
Yudishthira's mother was already caught off guard by her husband's attitude which always concerned business matters rather than his happiness.
Mr. Bagas could only sigh in length. He cannot bring his wife back to what she used to be. The first time his wife was very gentle but the more here everything has changed.
Finally, he could only accept everything, especially Yudishthira, his wife's favorite son, who had died from business interests.
After a long time, finally the mother of Yudhishthira immediately stepped away. She did not like it when she went to the tomb followed by her husband. Even so, Mr. Bagas remained patient with all his wife's behavior.
Meanwhile, in Dita's Residence, he was still curled up on the bed. With puffy eyes because of constant crying. Even his appetite had disappeared by this time.
"Why is my life like this?" said Dita on the sidelines of her crying.
I don't know why it feels like Dita's life has no meaning anymore. He had been widowed three times, but somehow it felt uncomfortable. Not to mention the views of people towards him.
When Dita was still curled there was a sound of steps above her room. Not just one person but many people.
The longer the more intense sound, then after the door Dita room like in the gedor-gedor from the outside. It seemed like someone was forcing their way in but Dita did not dare to open the door.
As soon as Bisma's words ringed in Dita's head, there was no need to wait for a long time, Dita rushed to the bathroom and took ablution water. Fortunately, the room has been renovated and there is a bathroom inside. So Dita does not need to leave the room if you want to go to the bathroom.
After that, Dita hurriedly performed sunnah prayers, after which she began to teach according to the speech of her late husband. The night was getting late, the atmosphere that had been gripping now has more gradually recovered and improved. There was no sound of footsteps on the roof.
Dita could only stroke her chest slowly, giving thanks for the protection God gave her. Dita didn't feel like falling asleep on a prayer mat that night.
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Both Danu's eyes blinked as the sunlight began to enter through the window of his room. Today for the first time he is going back to college.
Her host friend was surprised when Danu was well-dressed at the time.
"Hey, Bro. Finally after waiting for the full moon you came out of the cave too!"
"Ashm! You think I'm a ascetic. I just need some time to calm down."
"Ooo ..." said the four youths downstairs.
"Yes, let's go to college. Don't be late, Bro."
"OK, Iah."
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Today is seven days after the death of Bhishma. Dita still locked herself in her room. Even though he wanted to eat, he still did not want to talk to anyone. Even with her parents.
From his home, Rani who heard the latest news from Dita could only sigh long. Somehow he felt uncomfortable because he was not near his best friend. Rani deeply regretted the attitude of Dita's parents who could sacrifice her daughter's feelings for property.
"I'm sorry, Dita, for now I can't come to your house."
Rani sees her mother lying weakly on the bed.
"There was my mother who needed a lot of time to rest and I had to continue to be by her side."
Rani wiped away her tears that were about to fall. He cannot give up or despair. Currently he is only Rani as the backbone of his family since one month ago his father died. Since then Rani dropped out of college and lost contact with Dita.
The latest news about Dita was also obtained from her college friend who happened to meet her when she went to the pharmacy.
"I'm sorry I can only pray for you."
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