My wife, Dhia
He's my son

Mental Hospital, BinaWangsa

Today, Dhia came home an hour early, because the office work is not too much. He came home alone in a taxi. While Dirga, the man is currently on his way to meet a client.

"Sir, can you turn around?"

"Why, neng? is anyone missing?"ask the driver.

"No, Sir. Take me to the Mental Hospital, BinaWangsa, yes."

Said Dhia who changed her mind. Suddenly he remembered Arini, his father-in-law.

"Well, neng."

Dhia got down from the taxi while carrying a totebag, containing some kind of food that some time ago he had bought when on the way. He walked down the aisle to where Arini used to be. But today, he did not see the existence of the middle-aged woman.

"Excuse me, sister."Dhia called out to a soul nurse who happened to be passing by in front of her.

"Yes, Mommy? what's up?"

"I want to ask, patients on behalf of Arini's mother where, huh? I want to meet him."

"Oh, Arini's buk has been moved to the jasmine room, Ma'am. And currently undergoing special treatment."

"Oh that's it." Dhia sighed softly."Can you just drop this?"

Dhia gave the totebag she brought to the nurse.

"It's food .. Please give it to Arini's buk, yes."

"Good, Mommy"

"Thank you." Dhia smiled, before the soul nurse walked away.

Dhia stepped up intending to go home soon. His steps came to a halt when he saw a middle-aged, clean-skinned man, with a thin beard bending over while holding a rice box, trying to pick up his fallen spoon.

With a quick movement Dhia picked up the spoon, and gave it to the middle-aged man.

"Here, the spoon."

Dhia smiled at the middle-aged man who was allegedly one of the ODGJ patients here. But his condition is not as worrisome, as are other patients.

"My son .." the middle-aged man shrieked Dhia's body, until the rice box and spoon in both hands fell scattered on the ground.

Dhia was surprised. Both of his hands were trying to break the embrace.

"I'm sorry, sir .. I'm not your son."

"You're my son, you're my son .." the middle-aged man still continued to hug Dhia.

"Finally Papa can meet you, son."

Dhia fear. Luckily he saw a soul nurse coming out of a room. That instant also Dhia shouted out a call, asking for help.

"Suster, help me!"

The soul nurse half ran over, approached Dhia and the middle-aged man, and immediately broke into the man's embrace.

"Sir, what is this?"

"He's my son, sister" said the middle-aged man, pointing at Dhia while crying.

The soul nurse turned to Dhia.

"No, sister .. I'm not her son" Dhia said as she shook her head.

"Sir, this is not your son."

The man was grumbling over and over again."He's my son." said the man again. Her hand moved wanting to touch the small bross attached to Dhia's blouse, but the soul nurse had already led her to leave.

"Come, sir .. Gentlemen have to come in."

No, I want my son, sister.

You must be obedient. If not, return to Malaysia again.

Father, would?

No. .. I don't want to go back to Malaysia.

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The Neighborhoods,

The occasional sound of laughter filled the soundproof room in a luxurious restaurant located in Jl, Cipaku, Senopati, Kebayoran Baru. South Jakarta.

Two important people, along with two assistants each, are gathering to discuss the project of building the Hospital, which is planned to be built in a small town, in the Java area.

"At first I wondered why you set it up in a small village. I think you will lose, because the construction of this hospital poured not a little money, Bram" said one man, who is none other than Malik Mahendra Hartawiawan.

"It turns out your reason is on humanitarian grounds. You are truly a generous person, Bram." - Malik continued with a crunchy twitch.

"Yes, that's the intention I've instilled since my mother's departure. Learn from experience."Bram Prasetyo laughed. Then breathe out slowly.

"I felt sad that day." Bram thinned his lips, remembered his sorrows."I love my mother very much. I wish I could help my mom."

"But you know for yourself the state of the village. At that time access to the city to get to the hospital was very difficult. My money is mediocre .. I and my whole family are so confused, we have to take our mother where."

"Our mother was really critical, she needed help" Bram continued with a sad look.

"There was a kind person who helped my family, to bring our mother to the city, so that our mother would be hospitalized immediately."

"But baby, on the way mom breathed her last."

Bram again thins his lips to look at Malik.

"That's why, I don't want people in the village to experience the same thing as me as before. Confused where to go for treatment when his family is sick." concluded Bram with a slow sigh.

Malik.

"Have you decided to work with my company?"ask Malik without further ado.

Bram smiled faintly."Sorry, Malik .. I still have to consider. Because there are currently two other construction companies that are filing a cooperation plan with my company."

"Oh." Malik's face turned flat.

"The plan is that they will also come here, to show their design."

Bram said again.

"Which construction company?"ask Malik to investigate.

The second was also his question answered, when the sound of the door of the room they were in, opened. Malik's face immediately tightened to see Dirga's presence coming with Gio.

"Oh .. It's them." Bram laughed crisply.

"Sorry, Mr. Bram .. we're late." Dirga greeted Bram, followed by Gio.

"It's okay, we just arrived."

"Papa's here?" Dirga smiled meaningfully while greeting Malik.

"Papa?" repeat Bram, staring in disbelief.

Malik laughed at me."Aye ... Dirga is my son-in-law."

"Seriously? so this is the story of a son and daughter-in-law competing?"

Bram laughed in disbelief.

Dirga and Malik also chuckled crisply.

"I hope you can compete healthily."this time Bram chuckles softly.

"Sure, that's for sure." - Malik with a relaxed face.

One of the assistants stood up and walked over to Bram, whispering something in his boss' ear.

Bram nodded. Then switch to see Dirga and Malik.

"It looks like this is good news for you guys."Bram smile. While Dirga and Malik were silent, waiting for the middle-aged man to continue his sentence.

"pt Company. Abdi Jaya is withdrawing from this partnership."

Malik can breathe a sigh of relief. There was only one opponent he had to defeat.

Gio opened the bag in front of him. Then pointed the laptop towards Bram showing the design design of the Megantara Group hospital building. This young man had a glance towards Malik who was looking at him sharply.