Modalin I'm Dong, Mas
Capital 77

At exactly twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Arum and Johan had arrived at his house. They deliberately first stop by the cafe to check financial statements while ordering some food for lunch. The couple was sure that Bi Marni would not have time to cook because she was busy keeping baby Zio and baby Zia.

Upon arrival at home, the condition of the house looks quiet. There was no sound of crying from the twins, making Arum and Johan feel curious so they immediately swung their footsteps wide towards their room. Upon arrival in the room, baby Zia and baby Zio are sleeping in the baby box with Bi Marni sitting faithfully waiting for them.

"Bi Marni." Arum called ART at his home in a half-whispering voice for fear of disturbing the two sleeping twins.

Bi Marni moved from her seat, approaching Arum and Johan who were already standing at the door.

"Non Arum, Mas Johan, you're home? How's Aline's mom doing?" bi Marni asked her two employers, the middle-aged woman did know that Aline was rushed to the hospital last night because of bleeding after slipping from the stairs.

"Alhamdulillah, Bi. Aline is conscious and the baby is safe, healthy and handsome again baby," Arum said, commenting on a smile.

"Alhamdulillah, Aunt is happy, Non."Bi Marnigratitude heard the happy news from the employer.

"Yes already. This was me bringing some food from the cafe, please Auntie ready at the dinner table. I want to change clothes and keep us eating together," Arum's orders were immediately nodded by Bi Marni.

The middle-aged woman swung her footsteps towards the dining table while carrying a bag of crackles containing several boxes of food that the employer brought from the cafe. Deftly, Bi Marni arranged the foods onto the dining table. Ten minutes later, Arum and Johan came out of the room in home clothes. The three of them sat down to eat lunch with a warm chat as usual. After finishing the lunch ritual, Arum immediately helped his housekeeper to clean the dining table and wash dirty dishes and then returned to silence there accompanying Johan who was still busy fiddling with laptops while working on some company reports because of Arka she was busy taking care of Aline who had just given birth.

"Oh yes, Mas Johan. Aunty is still curious, now what is the condition of the old man?" Bi Marni's question made Johan link his eyebrows because he was confused by who was referred to as Old Man.

"Old Brother? Old man who the hell, Bi?" asked Arum who was curious.

"Oh my goodness, Non. That's the old man who's been terrorizing our family all this time!"

Instantly Arum and Johan break into laughter due to the speech at Marni.

"Auntie, just weird. Call the Old Man. He was named Pak Tirta, Bi," Arum told Bi Marni.

"Bodo is very, Non. Want Pak Tirta his name, which is clear he is already evil. Let Bibi call it Old Man" Bii Marni, who still seems to be annoyed by the evil and vile actions committed by the middle-aged man.

"Yes, he's still in the hospital. He also had surgery to remove a bullet in his leg" Johan explained later.

From inside the room, there was the sound of crying twins that made Arum immediately step wide towards his room with Johan trailing behind. Johan takes baby Zio to get ASI first as usual. While baby Zia she timang-timang first to relieve crying until the sister finished breastfeeding.

Meanwhile, in a hospital room. A middle-aged man was lying on the patient's bed, his eyes staring pushyly at the ceiling of the room that was palate-colored. His memory is thrown into the past. Fitri, her only daughter, is a toddler and the two run around the park chasing butterflies.

Tearless from both of Tirta's neutrals, the old man regretted everything that had befallen his family. The wife who died of illness then made Fitri start to behave strange because it felt too lonely. In fact, it continued until experiencing mental disorders and died from suicide in a mental hospital. This made him regret his failure to be a father to his son.

"Fitri, I'm sorry, son. I love you so much, I don't want you to experience all this. I miss you so much, son." The old man continued to monologue to himself.

Tirta's eyes went blank again, his eyeballs twitching all over the room until he saw a shadow of Fitri's figure piercing through the wall. His beloved daughter was crying and staring at her father. Makes Tirta want to reach out and embrace the shadow of her beloved daughter.

"Fitri, you're coming, son. I miss you very much" said Tirta in a soft voice.

There is no answer from Fitri's lips which is just a hallucination of Tirta's own creation. Slowly, the shadow began to disappear, making Tirta increasingly frustrated because of the sense of loss.

"Fitri, don't go, son. Don't leave, Dad. I still miss you so much!" The middle-aged man's screams were heard by two policemen standing guard at the door.

Tirta went on a rampage, screaming and plucking out the infusion hose attached to her hand. Some doctors and nurses were unable to calm the middle-aged man until he was forced to inject tranquilizers in order to control Tirta's condition.

Now the man has returned to sleep with beautiful dreams with the princess. The doctors and nurses immediately came out after making sure Tirta had fallen asleep. While two police officers were still standing guard at the door of the room to make sure that Tirta would not do anything more desperate.

"Good day, sir. Did something happen to the patient inside?" ask Arka to the two policemen.

"Rubber, Mr. Arka. Pak Tirta had just gone berserk and was screaming calling his daughter's name. It looks like the man also has a nod of soul, just like the late Miss Fitri," explained a police officer.

"Good, Sir. Thank you, then excuse me," said Arka after getting the information.

The man again stepped foot into the wife's room while carrying a bag of crackle filled with food for the mother. It seems Arka's guess is correct. Tirta and Fitri are both mentally ill. Even if later Tirta will be separated from the law, he must be able to ensure that Tirta gets treatment from a mental hospital and is closely monitored so as not to interfere with the lives of Arum and Johan again.

Arka had arrived in front of the wife's nursery, the man immediately approached Aline and Bu Kanti who could immediately catch a look of confusion on Arka's face.

"Mas, what the hell are you doing? Back from the cafeteria was her face so tangled?" Aline immediately asked the husband a question.

"Later I'll tell you, now let me eat first."

The man handed a packet of rice to Bu Kanti who opened it and devoured it. Along with Bu Kanti who had just finished devouring her wrap rice, baby Shaka began to wriggle and cry so loudly that her voice filled all corners of the room. Arka and Aline looked at each other and smiled.

The man held his tiny baby from the box and then handed it to his wife to get ASI. Seeming cheeks baby Saka puffed enjoying ASI given by the mother. Bu Kanti also showed a smile of happiness staring at the interaction between the child and his daughter-in-law with the newborn baby.

After thirty minutes of feeding, the baby fell asleep again. Arka carried him back to put him into the box.

"Arka, let's tell you why your face is so tangled after returning from the canteen?" Bu Kanti repeated the question whose answer was still delayed earlier.

Arka sat down on the side of the bed the wife then exhaled rough breathing.

"It turns out what I'm afraid of is all right, Mom!"

"really? What is right, Mom? Aline knitted both eyebrows together because she was curious.

"So, after returning from the canteen I passed in front of the ward of Pak Tirta. b

Many doctors and nurses came out of there, out of curiosity I immediately asked the two policemen who were on guard. You know what the answer is?"

"NO!" cheers Bu Kanti and Aline at the same time, because they do not know anything.

Arka rolled her eyes lazily, "Tirta went berserk, screaming indistinctly calling out Fitri's name. And while they concluded that Tirta was also a mentally ill."

"What?" The eyes of Alin and Bu Kanti widened perfectly hearing the story from Arka.

Moreover, this, if this means clearly Tirta is impossible to be thrown into prison. The only path might just be to be put into a mental hospital.

"That means he's not going to jail, Mas?" Aline confirmed the analysis.

"Most likely so, and what I'm afraid is that in that mental hospital there's no strict supervision. Surely Tirta will also escape and return to terrorize the Arum family." Arka sighed violently while rubbing her face.

"I don't want to think, Mom. Hope it doesn't. I hope this problem is really over. And about what you saw earlier, you should not tell Johan and Arum first. I'm afraid that they'll come back worried, especially Arum. Surely he will be more and more minded and the possibility that he can also participate in stress," Pinta Aline who immediately got a nod from the husband.

"Yes Arka what your wife said is true. And for you Aline, now you rest first huh.. It's the same snack your fruits are eaten so that the milk is full and the babby Shaka can be fulfilled nutritionally." Bu Kanti advises the son-in-law.

Aline smiled then nodded her head. The woman picked up a piece of apple that had been peeled by Bu Kanti before. Enjoying all the attention given by her mother-in-law.