My fault? Or Destiny?
Chapter 17

The night before Mila and Marni decided to fall asleep, today Mila began to fall into a deep sleep. Problems that destroyed his life had made Mila often sleep with urgency, the dawn made Mila sleep disturbed. Currently Mila just wants to orderly fulfill her obligations even though her sins have been very piled up.

"Have you gone down to Mak?" tanya Mila followed Marni in the dining room.

"Your father is indeed a habit so Nduk, he said that bad luckangan fear his fortune is pegged by chickens. Yaudah, let's have breakfast! Nih Mama has made your favorite jengkol stew," explained Marni to get a plate that has been prepared with rice along with jengkol stew.

"Wah mantab Mak! We're going to go to Dinda Mak's house? If I had not decided to get married after graduating from school, my fate would not be like this. I became a midwife graduate whom I had long aspired to, I regret Mak obeying my own ego. It hurts Mak to see Dinda who is now a midwife while my fate is exactly like this," said Mila who made Marni to smile.

"The name of a person's fate is different Nduk! Now you do not need to ignore the lives of people, which you have to prove that you are able to become a better person. Eat a lot in a moment we want to go to Dinda's house," explained Marni while finishing her breakfast.

While Mila just nods to get advice from Marni, Mila spends her breakfast with enthusiasm. Somehow Mila was impatient to meet Dinda friend during her childhood, Dinda had opposed Mila's marriage but unfortunately Mila did not listen to the words of her best friend.

"This is not Mila?" jinten asked the next-door neighbor who passed Mila and Marni.

"Yes, Mpok I'm Mila, Mpok, what are you doing?" reply Mila with a stale base.

"Patiently, Mil had to accept all the trials, this was out to buy vegetables when stopping by at Empok house. Play at the Empok house for a long time you have never played at Mpok's house," explained Jinten while staring at Mila's feet.

"Mpok sure, sometime I go to this Empok house to go to Dinda's house first Mpok." Mila smiled kindly towards Jinten.

"Yaudah if so Mpok also want to cook first, I'm sorry first Mar," replied Jinten saying goodbye to Marni who had just been silent and replied with a smile.

"Why did you get it from earlier, Mak?" asked Mila while pushing her wheelchair over to Dinda's house.

"Gapa Nduk, Mother has never talked with the citizens for a long time. Mother's time has not spent downstairs so it's a bit awkward if there are people who invite to talk that way," explained Mirna follow the road next to Mila by holding her hand back.

"Pantes the Mak, but Mpok Jinten it when viewed is not the type who likes to putty deh Mak. Usually, the mothers here are famous for liking this julid, why don't you Mak?" asked Mila while looking for the Mother-Emak who usually hang out.

"This is not a holiday where they want to go out Nduk! The habit if they are hanging out during holidays such as red dates or Sundays, if ordinary days are afraid of being in the house all," obviously Mirna while looking at Madia who must be confused.

"Why is that Mak?" Mila was confused.

"Well, Nduk used to owe the same Plecit Bank for the sake of indulging prestige! Do you know for yourself if the Emak-Emak here gold on the big? It's all the same minjem results Plecit Nduk Bank," explained Mirna practicing gold perched in the hand and in the necklace of Emak-Emak.

"Bank Pleck? What the hell Mak? How come I just heard there's a bank like that?" asked Mila while scratching her non-itchy nape.

"The bank is a loh that every Monday-saturday is always a hero of nawarin money, the installment is 1 week every Tuesday that is Nduk," explained Marni while pointing the way.

"Oooo yes I mean if it's Mak, pantesan ya people here on rich Mak. Their lifestyle is too horrified let alone like the competition is it Mak?" tanya Mila shuddered in horror.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Mila finally knocked on the door so that the house heard that there was a guest, the first knock did not get a response. Finally Mila knocked on the door again now with a voice.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Excuse me!

Chequek!

The door opened when Mila's hand was still in front of the door, the beautiful face did not come off making Mila amazed. Though Dinda was a dirty and black child but now inversely proportional even last time when Mila and Dinda both sit on the bench SMK, Dinda still looks black and mediocre.

Mila!

The dinda!

Shouted Mila and Dinda simultaneously, tears flowing from the corner of Dinda's eyes. Yes, for a long time Dinda did not meet with Mila, indeed every Lebaran Mila visited Marni's mother's house but never met Dinda.

"When did you come here? Long time no see, you are getting fat now. Yudah yuk in." Dinda invited Mila and Marni to sit in a sofa.

"New 2 days I'm here, you are also cutepan now until this pangling that comes out Dinda what an angel anyway. By the way you haven't left for the health service?" ask Mila wondering why Dinda is still home.

"Today I got the postyandu ration in the village so I have a holiday to the kepuskesmasnya, well you can just make me so embarrassed. What's your leg?" Dinda looked at Mila's feet which were still covered with bandages.

"Oh pantesan, good to be a midwife? Don't melt for sure, accident so my leg amputated. Mak if Mak wants to go downstairs not papa later I can go home senidri really, if Mak wait can not be down. I'll have an old conversation." Mila looked at Marni who was already beside her.

"Yaudah if so Mak go first yes, titip Mila ya Neng. If Mila is stubborn to pinch her kidney Mak kliklas kok, I'm sorry first yes Neng." Marni got up from her seat while standing up to leave the house.

"Be careful not to stumble!" mila shouted while cengegsan.

"Based on the kid doesn't have your character! How's your husband, by the way?" dinda asked with their laughter.

Mila tells Dinda everything, even though she doesn't want to tell the story at first. But Dinda forced to tell everything, there was a sadness in Mila's heart when she recalled how the incident happened to her that made her former mother-in-law Manda hate her. There is also a sense of longing when telling about how the spirit came back because Hanan, even Mila became crying again.

Hua..Mila!