
"Congratulations on the birth of your baby yes, Niki" Medina told Niki, "Your baby is very funny" she added.
Medina gently stroked the little baby boy's cheeks.
"Thank you, sister" said Niki, "I'm also not patiently waiting for my sister's child to be born."
With Firo, Medina and Ny.Vika visit Niki who has just given birth at Bu Sari's house. Although it has been long reported that he is still alive, only once since the accident, Medina dared to visit again the house of her adoptive parents.
When he heard that Medina was still alive, Pak Joko's family was very hysterical and happy, especially Niko was very happy.
Niko welcomes Medina happy with her brother's arrival. Her happiness increased when she saw her pregnant sister. Niko is very happy because she is going to be the uncle of her two uncles.
Niko with Firo and Pak Joko chatting in the living room. While Medina, Ny.Vika and Bu Sari are in the room with Niki who is with her baby.
Mrs Vika from earlier unceasingly thanked Mr. Joko's family. If it wasn't for them to save her child, maybe Medina wouldn't have lived until now.
"Thank you Ms. Sari has raised my son, up to this size" Ms. Vika said.
"Together I am very happy to take care of him. Precisely Medina helped our family a lot" said Bu Sari with a smile, "I've considered her like my own child," he added.
With her distended stomach, Medina held the tiny baby. Medina gently rubbed the baby's mouth.
"It seems, the baby in my stomach has not been patient to quickly go out to play with your son, Niki" cried Medina. From earlier the child in his stomach moves very actively when his mother holds his cousin.
Ms. Sari smiled as she stroked her adopted daughter's distended stomach, "How old are you, son?" tanyakanya.
"Near seven months, Mom!" medina Sahut.
It seems that soon this child is born. Batin Bu Sari's.
"Then the mother will hold the seven-monthly thanksgiving of your son and son Niki in this house" exclaimed Bu Sari.
"I agree, Miss Sari. I'll set it up!" sahut Ny.Vika responded.
Ms.Vika is less familiar with the traditions in Indonesia. Even he and Bu Sari had different beliefs.
The baby boy in the Medina carrying immediately he returned to his mother's arms, After the baby was crying from thirst. Niki then suckled the baby in bed.
"Medina, I have to tell you everything now" said Bu Sari, taking the two of them to their seats.
Because of Ms. Sari's words. Medina and Ny.Vika sit down listening to Bu Sari who seems to want to talk important to her.
"Tell me, Mom. I'm ready to listen to it" Medina said.
The three of them sat in front of Niki who was breastfeeding. In the room there was a sofa. While nursing Niki noticed them.
"A few months ago, the man who delivered Meysa as a child to me. Come to see me," Ms. Sari let out a long sigh.
Medina listened to Bu Sari's words carefully.
"An old man came up to me and just said everything after Medina was rumored to have died in the accident,"
Hearing that, Ms. Vika and Medina were immediately aghast, "Tell me again Miss everything."
Slowly Bu Sari began to tell everything from the beginning he met Medina who turned out to be Meysa. From the story of Bu Sari, Little by little Medina began to get a bright spot.
"When Jovan died. On the orders of Mr. Bram, he was also told to finish Meysa who was unconscious due to hit by a rock. By the time Mr. Bram had abandoned them, the man was about to kill Meysa. Unfortunately, when he was about to be killed, the man found out that Meysa had lost her memory. That man didn't kill Meysa. There was a sense of unbearability to see Meysa who at that time was kind to her,"
"Until the end because he could not bear the man took care of Meysa and brought her to his house. Unfortunately, he doesn't want to be suspicious of Mr. Bram. The man handed me five-year-old Meysa for my treatment. At that time he didn't tell me everything. Just asking me to take care of Meysa who lost her memory back then. Because I don't know his name. I gave her the name Medina" said Bu Sari, recalling the events of twenty years ago.
Madam Vika clasped her daughter's hand next to her while listening to Bu Sari's story which very fondly told her everything.
"A few months ago he saw me again. I didn't know him. The man is very old, according to the story he no longer works with Mr. Bram. Now the man is very sick. Every day the man is in the shadow of the guilt of having killed Jovan. He came to see me saying everything," said Ms. Sari.
"Unfortunately the old man just regretted his actions now. I wanted to tell you, son. But at that time you were reported dead. I dare not take the man to court on his own.
"So she can tell you everything in court later?" medina Sela.
Bu Sari nodded. For a long time he wanted to tell me everything, "He wanted to account for what he did,"
Suddenly,
"Then where is the man now, I'll meet him?" said Firo who suddenly appeared in the room.
Apparently he had eavesdropped on their conversation. Firo is not comfortable entering the room because Niki is breastfeeding. After Niki finished breastfeeding then Firo dared to enter.
Firo approached Medina who was sitting down.
"Tell me, Mom. Where's the man's address?" firo concluded.
Ms. Sari immediately moved out of her chair, "A little while, before leaving the man gave her an address where she lives now."
Miss Sari then came out of Niki's room and asked Firo to follow her.
Niki who from earlier did not come to talk at all just watched them.
Ms. Sari headed to her room to pick up the little note the man left behind. After a few minutes of searching, Bu Sari finally found him.
"The man gave this address to me before leaving" said Bu Sari giving a piece of paper with the inscription of the home address to Firo.
"Thank you, Mom. I'll see the old man soon" Firo said. He held a note in his hand.
"Son, I'm sorry I had to say everything. I know it's hard for you" said Ms. Sari.
"I'm so grateful to you, Mom! With this evidence, it's gonna be even stronger to put my dad in jail. He must accept all the consequences of his mistake" Firo exclaimed.
Bu Sari held Firo's shoulder.
I hope this man will admit his guilt in front of the police. Inner Firo.