MY name is Naima
Lady Sarah

A month later after that...

"Naima...when will you keep your promise to help me?" ask Dirga

"Today I'm going to your house, Dirga, can you lead me there?" much

Dirga nodded his head.

I also immediately walked to Barti's room, and said goodbye to her.

"Where is Naima going? " sulastri said, me and Mr. Gun will go to my friend's house mbak Sulastri. Titip mbok Warti yes" I said

"Be careful on the road mbak Naima" said mbak Sulastri.

I also nodded and smiled.

Outside Gun sir is waiting for me.

I'll get in the car immediately.

"Where are we going to see Naima?" ask Gun sir

"Towards my best friend Gun's house, where's his house? " ask Gun sir

"Sir Gun, just follow my instructions" I said.

Gun sir just nodded, a sign he understood what I meant.

Along the way the spirit of Dirga led us, it only took 30 minutes to reach us in front of a house that is the largest than the house around it.

"This is my best friend's house sir" I said lirih

"Hem..mang mbak Naima must be very rich" said Gun sir.

"Exactly sir, but unfortunately sometimes happiness cannot be bought with wealth" I said

I got out of the car immediately, and was followed by Mr. Gun.

"There's someone there" I said

I also pressed the bell attached to the wall beside the fence.

A man approached us.

"Who's looking for you?"

"I want to meet Sarah's mother" I said

"Mother Sarah?" the man replied a little confused

"Is Sarah's mother there? I mean Lady Sarah?" askaku returned

"Why look for Lady Sarah?" ask the man

"I want to convey the message of my best friend's Aerospace" I said

"Young master Dirga?, isn't the young master already.." said the man then stopped.

"Why sir? I want to meet Miss Sarah to deliver the message of the Aerospace" I said

"I'm sorry, actually I am also confused what to answer.wait a moment ya dik" said the man then passed away.

Not long after, the man approached us and opened the door of the house.

"My employer allowed my sister to enter" the man said

I just smile too

Then me and Gun walked into the house.

A man came out to us

"Please enter mbak, pak" the man said kindly to us.

I smiled too. I still remember the face of the man, the man I met at the hospital. "This man must be Dirgantara's stepfather" I said in my heart

"Dad you remember me? I am the girl that my father and wife met in the hospital a month ago" I said

The man fell silent and began to think about trying to recall the events of a month ago.

"Now I remember, you're the poor girl who tried to cheat on my wife when she was hospitalized" the man said.

Just spontaneously Mr. Gun got up from his seat

"It's Gun sir" I said and I tried to make Mr. Gun calm. Then Gun sat back down

"I'm sorry, but that's what my wife told me" said the man, who was none other than Mr Arka

"We will introduce who we are, this girl is Naima Shahya, the daughter of my employer, and I am Gun's family driver" Gun said

Mr. Arka listened to the words of Mr. Gun carefully.

"Our goal is here to see Lady Sarah, Naima wants to convey a message from her best friend Dirga" Gun said

" Dirga's? The child is dead" said Mr Arka

"Yes I know sir, I'm here because of my friend Dirga's request" I said.

"That's impossible" said Mr. Arka doubting my words.

"Has the father's wife opened a gift from Dirga that was deliberately kept under his bed?"

"And has the father's wife given the parcel of Dirga to Cahyani? Dirga deliberately kept it in her bedroom desk drawer" I tried to explain

"What do you mean mbak? " ask Arka sir

"If it's a gift from Arka to his mother I know, but if it's.." said Mr. Arka.

There are a thousand questions in the heart of Lord Arka, "is Dirga's Spirit really meeting this girl, if it really means this girl can communicate with astral beings" he said in his heart.

" Good mother, I say goodbye first" said Mr. Arka and then left.

Not long after a waiter served us a drink

"Please drink mbak, pak" he said kindly

"Thank you, ma'am" I replied.

Dirgantara Room.....

"The drawer of the table" muttered Mr. Arka. Then he opened the desk drawer. And it turns out that right in the drawer was a small gift and a letter envelope.

"So before dying Dirga had prepared all this" said Mr. Arka. In a hurry Mr. Arka came out of the room and met us back.

"You are right" said Mr. Arka to me

"Allow me to see Lady Sarah" I said

Suddenly Mr. Arka was silent for a moment.

"Do you seriously want to meet my wife? " ask Mr. Arka

"Of course, sir, because I want to be able to talk to your wife" I said again.

"Well, come with me" replied Mr. Arka.

Then Mr. Arka walked into a room that was quite spacious in the house.

Beautiful room with exclusive bed furniture.

And on that bed, I saw a shabby-looking woman with ruffled hair hugging a picture frame.

The woman's eyes were empty, her body moving like a mother holding a baby on her lap.

The woman was none other than Lady Sarah, the mother of the Aerospace. It was a woman who insulted me in the hospital and it was this woman who dared to slap me. And I really felt the pain of slapping his hand at my cheek. Arrogant and arrogant woman. But now what appeared to me was compassion.

As bad as the attitude of Lady Sarah to me at that time, not how much pain is currently experienced by Lady Sarah.

No matter what a mother's heart is, no matter how bad it is, she must have a love for her baby.

And now, Lady Sarah must accept the bitterness of all her attitudes all this time, everything that happened must have a reason, there will be no smoke if there is no fire.

I slowly walked over to the woman, then I looked at her face and stroked her hair.

Lady Sarah just fell silent, then she hummed softly and took a picture of Dirga like a baby.

My tears are unstoppable, I can feel a deep sadness from within Ms. Sarah. And suddenly Dirga appeared in front of me.

She also sat next to her mother and stroked her hair.I could see that actually Dirgantara loved her mother very much .

"O Lord, if Lady Sarah had understood the heart and desire of her son, if Lady Sarah had not gripped Dirga, if she had time for Dirga. Of course none of this will ever happen.

Children are the most beautiful gift that must be taken care of by parents, they are the care of the Power so do not be wasted.And they also have the right to determine their own wishes and happiness, and,as parents we should not be too fond of children, give them responsible freedom in life.

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