My wife's a fraud
Grieving Time

Basuki introduces them to Sanjaya, one of the investigators who will help find Gita. Sanjaya's friendly and pleasant attitude makes her easily accepted into the Arki family, especially her mother and aunt who are very happy if Sanjaya comes.

Arki still harbors doubts in his heart, though every day Sanjaya proclaims the progress of the Gita search. Arki knows that Arya must do this not for free, there is a price to pay. Maybe this is one of the tricks to make Arki not alert, feeling the search with his help alone is enough to forget to see his involvement.

The thing that Arki clearly did was to continue to do the search secretly as well, with the help of Agus and Patra, as well as some of the people he had just recruited. Not just looking for the Gita, but seeing the movements of Arya and Basuki as well.

Today Sanjaya called Arki in the morning blind, waking him up with a loud ringing phone echoing. Arki sat on his bed rubbing his eyes and gathering awareness.

The clock on the phone showed it was two in the morning. Arki was about to nag Sanjaya when the call was received. But the caller spoke first.

“Pak Arkian, I have found Bu Gita,” Sanjaya said in a gasping and frightened voice.

Silence without answer. Arki is still processing Sanjaya's words. Still collecting his life that was scattered because he had just been awake.

“But the situation ..” said Sanjaya stalled. “Bu Gita was killed by a truck yesterday,” he continued.

Awareness suddenly hits Arki. His whole body was awake and alert. Repeating the words spoken by Sanjaya. Gita died in a truck yesterday.

“Gimana ... means?” arki said confused and in disbelief. His tongue could no longer say anything.

The gita no longer exists? Is he no longer alive?

“I got a report of a woman getting hit in the Pluit area. Based on the identity he carried there was an identification mark of Bu Gita. But at this time we can not confirm the body is He, because of severe injuries with a broken head and difficult to recognize. We need family permission to perform an autopsy,” Sanjaya explained.

Arki was so confused that he could not think at this moment. The Gita that he touched a few weeks ago, he still kissed, no longer exists. He was so badly injured that his head broke beyond recognition. Though the warmth and soft skin is still Arki felt at the end of the fingers. Gita could not have died. The person Sanjaya was referring to was definitely not Gita.

But some of them believed. Now her tears had first escaped to her cheeks. His mind went blank with nothing else. His heart was like being shredded nonstop. Sadness gathered to his chest until it was difficult to take air.

“Pak Arkian?”

“Pak!”

Sanjaya's voice disappeared after several times calling Arki's name. The phone is out of hand. Arki cried without a sound.

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What happened next was like a dream for Arki. From her room, she could hear the commotion as Sanjaya appeared at Ela's residence at six in the morning. He could hear his mother crying. Not even Irma could stop herself from crying either.

Arki just quietly lay on the bed after a phone call a few hours ago from Sanjaya. All the feelings of losing her she swallowed herself. Too confused to tell his mother about this news. In addition, Arki also needs time to digest all the tragic events that have befallen the Gita. At the moment Arki only takes a moment to grieve.

After gathering his energy. That morning Arki left with Sanjaya for the hospital. Against the sadness and crumbling of his lost heart. Along the way, Arki just silently stared at the road. His mind was running around somewhere, imagining many memories and Gita's face in the head.

“Pak Arkian, please.”

Sanjaya invites Arki to see Gita's body in morgue. Stored in refrigerated cabinets with a body as stiff as wood, turning blue and with wounds that make it no longer shaped. Only his legs were intact, while his upper body was torn apart.

Is this really the Gita? The one he loves?

Why is his mind not accepting and not willing?

Why does his heart say that this is not the Gita?

How could Arki accept such a reality?

Sanjaya sustains the body of Arki who almost collapsed due to grief. Seeing how the men that each of them met were so cold and resolute, it now turned miserable. Dissolve in the painful feeling of loss.

Arki was taken to sit outside the morgue. Sitting on an elongated wooden bench. Sanjaya hands over a bottle of mineral water to Arki for him to become calmer. Ever since he saw his wife, Arki just lowered his head blankly.

“Pak Arkian, these are the items Bu Gita found at the scene. For now I have not been able to give it because it will be processed first for a report to the police,” Sanjaya said handing over a small bag, wedding ring, ID card, ATM card, some make up tools and wallets contain some money.

Arki only glances at all the objects left behind by the Gita. The bag that Arki seems to know, the ATM card that Arki gave him, and the wedding ring he used to pin.

If the body he sees is not the Gita. So why does he have all his stuff? Arki rejects his wild reasoning thinking that the Gita is no more. His heart continued to reason and prejudiced that all this was just a lie.

“If Mr. Arkian and his family still doubt if the body we saw was Bu Gita. We can do the process of further identification with dental profiling, fingerprints to DNA matching with his father's sister who is now in the detention house. But we take about 4 days to a week to get the information.”

Arki's mind was foggy and unable to think clearly at this moment. However, he believes it needs further identification to ensure that the destroyed body is the Gita. His heart needs more evidence to show the truth. Until he no longer denies.

“Just do the procedure,” said Arki agreed.

For four days Arki waited for news from Sanjaya. Wishing the truth he revealed was not what he thought. Arki can't, yet can't, can't possibly accept Gita's departure for good. He wants to keep arguing that the Gita is still out there. Healthy, free, and happy.

Her mother invited her neighbors and workers to do her studies every day. Trusting the Gita is gone, even though they have not been buried. His mother repeatedly said to immediately mengikhlaskan, so that the departure of the Gita more calm.

[Sanjaya: During the morning, Mr. Arkian! I would like to inform you of the results of the laboratory examination regarding the identification of Bu Gita's body. The result states that the body is Bu Gita. Judging from the match of DNA with his sister, fingerprints and also the structure of the teeth. We will send him to the current residence for the family to be buried.]

The message was until half an hour ago. Still continue to read Arki until repeatedly. I hope there is a mistake. Even though all the facts and data say the opposite, why can't Arki still accept it?

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[Open: The news of your death has been confirmed and reported to Mas Arkian. Everyone watching has also been pulled back to Jakarta. Please enjoy your time with identity as Mother Ani. It was likely that Mas Arkian would not search again after this. However, I would like to warn you to be careful and not to attract attention.]

Gita received the message from Basuki and sighed. There was relief and also sadness mixed in him. His life has been free of Arki forever.

But his mind was bright, wondering if Arki was feeling lost or maybe he was celebrating? His path of uniting with the woman he wanted was already wide open.

What about her mother-in-law? Is he okay after receiving news of Gita's departure? Until now every day tucked into prayer for him, so that Ela continue to be given health and spaciousness in order to let go.