President Cilok
79 Approaching the far

Now, the car driven by Damar arrived at the hospital parking lot, although it was driven at low speed. The most important thing is to survive until the goal, no need for styles, if in the end lives are lost.

Damar turned off the car engine, and turned to the side. He let his shoulder as the backrest of Wulan, although along the way he had to feel sore, Damar sighed, ‘Didn't he sleep last night, to the point that he slept so much?'

For a few minutes, he watched Wulan's face from the side, which still survives wearing a mask, as well as sunglasses. Damar again sat up straight when Wulan woke up and stretched his hands up.

“Hooaamm.... where have you been?” tanya Wulan, as if riding a bus headed for Jakarta-Bali.

“Address!” chirps Damar. He opened the car door.

For a few minutes still feeling limp because he just woke up, he realized after the sound of Damar disperse his hoof, “Wath?” exclaimed Wulan aghast, he saw Damar who was already standing outside the car. “Why can I fall asleep? Alamaaak! Want to put where my face is, if I can get in the bag, I already pocketed!” his grunts, stomping his feet down there.

Wulan saw Damar waving his hand, “Aduh... he used the wave event again, rich in guts test?!”

Slowly Wulan opened the car door and came out misbehaving, but as much as possible he could resist.

”Ayok!” take Damar, he walked ahead of Wulan.

Wulan followed Damar behind her, “Sound fool you Lan, the distance of the hospital is not too far, why can sleep. Aih... make shy the eyes!” he grumbled while looking down, until he did not realize Damar was turning, while he was still walking straight until he did not read the writing on the door, then opened the door and was shocked by his whereabouts now.

“Waduh! Why, can I stray in the morgue?!” he shuddered in horror, and just walked straight towards the exit. But again he was surprised by someone he hit on the morgue door.

Wulan reflex closed her eyes, cupping her hands together, “Waduh... Geez, I accidentally entered, Mbah kuntring, Mbah Ocong, Mbah Olong! Mbah... No one, I swear! I'm not lying!”

“I Mbah handsome!” replied the man who was hit by Wulan.

Wulan just opened her eyes, ”Damar!”

Damar circulated his gaze, staring at the three corpses that were on top of the gurney covered in white cloth. “Come! Quickly get out of here,” exclaimed Damar, then took Wulan's hand to get out of the morgue. And walked to his mother's nursery.

While Wulan resigned himself in his hand by Damar, ‘Astaghfirullah, my brain needs to be sled!' his grunts in heart, cursed himself who had been naive.

“Assalamualaikum.” greeting Damar, after opening the door and entering the nursery of Holy Mother.

“Wa'alaikumussalam..” replied Holy Ma'am who was sitting on a gurney while Danum, was packing his mother's belongings.

Danum and the Holy Mother looked at the door, and saw Damar coming with Wulan. However, another in the previous days, this time there was something different. Holy Ma'am and Danum saw Damar holding Wulan's hand.

“Then excuse me first, may be healthy always Mother,” said the Doctor after handling the Holy Mother.

“Thanks Doc,” reply Holy Ma'am.

“Sama-sama,” replied the middle-aged female doctor.

“Thanks Doc,” says Damar.

Doctor Lili nodded and walked out of the Holy Mother's nursery.

Danum approached his older brother with a nosy he was sneezing, “Aaa... Hold hands, inget loh not muhrim!”

Wulan and Damar instantly stared at his hand, and that very second both of them let go of his grasp.

Wulan was misbehaved, he took his hand behind the nape of his neck, and immediately moved away from Damar, then walked up to Holy Mother and shook her hand.

While Damar, smiling shyly looked at Wulan, but then his smile disappeared while his gaze turned to look at the face of his sister who was looking at him also by putting on a horse's grin. “Ehemmm... Why do you grin so, watch out later your teeth crisp rich fried peyek!”

Damar again put on a flat face as a cutting board, then approached Holy Mother and then shook her mother's hand. “Damar seneng, finally I can go home from the hospital, Damar miss Mother's cooking,”

Danum also returned to packing his mother's belongings, “Ih.. Mas Damar's evil, time? Mom just got home from the hospital told to cook!”

Holy Mother smiled gently, looked at her eldest son who looked like a taper and turned to look at Danum, “Mother will cook a lot for you, look at your cheek Nang, already sagging like this?” seloroh Bu Suci as his hand held Damar's cheek, then turned to look at Wulan who was still standing next to his right, “Sit next to Mother,”

Holy Mother patted the seat next to her, Wulan nodded and sat next to Holy Mother, holding Wulan's cheek covered with a mask.

Wulan felt disrespectful, he opened his mask and showed his beautiful face, because all night he could not sleep and cry.

Damar looked at Wulan's face, which had always been covered by a mask and was now clearly visible. His secretary is not in good condition.

Wulan shook her head slowly, “Wulan is fine, Holy Ma'am,”

Holy Ma'am turned to look at his eldest son, “Mar, before going home, we will stop by the market first to buy vegetables, I miss wanting to cook at home.”

Hearing the longing of the Holy Mother with the atmosphere of the house and cooking, made Damar pity, but he had to say that this time, his mother had to move, “Bu, from today I will stay at Grandpa's house, Grandfather's house, because our house is under renovation,”

Holy Mother was speechless to imagine the dislike of her husband's parents, to her.

Damar sat on the edge of the gurney, and clasped his mother's hand, “Bu, it's time, Mother got recognition from the Wijaya family,”

“Indeed, Grandpa himself asked for it, Mas?” tanya Danum interspersed packed some pieces of abaya owned by his mother into a bag, and sat in a chair not far from the gurney.

Damar nodded, “Iya, Grandpa Bagaskara asked for it, and Grandma Ayudia wanted to meet you as well as Mother,”

Danum was surprised, “Grandmother, Grandma Ayudia, she meant?”

Damar nodded, then turned to look at his mother who still looked doubtful, “Bu, our house is being renovated, because it suffered severe damage, the window glass broke, and the door also collapsed. For a while Grandpa asked us to stay at his house,” persuaded Damar in a soft voice.

Holy Ma'am heard his eldest son's words, he turned his gaze to the white wall of the hospital room.

Seeing that the Holy Mother was silent, she felt that her mother was feeling doubt. “Damar knows Mom is hesitant, but it was Grandpa Bagaskara who requested that Mom and Danum stay at her house, to accompany Grandma Ayudia,”

“Mother, just feeling guilty Nang, I feel unworthy to accept your Grandfather's offer and to be part of the Wijaya family,” said the Holy Mother, so many doubts entered her heart.

“Bu, is not a good relationship, if we are connected to each other please. Approaching the far, do not get close even away,” concluded Damar.

Holy Ma'am looked at Danum, and the teenager's answer just shrugged as he said, “If Danum, it's up to the same mother Mas Damar.”

Damar moved from his seat and said, “Damar will finish the administration first,” he also walked out of the Holy Mother's ward.

After completing the administration, Damar returned to the nursery where his mother was. “Come, let's go home.” he led Holy Mother to the parking lot, and Wulan walked behind her, and Danum carried a small backpack and some paper bags.

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After passing through the streets are quite quiet during the day. Wulan who drives a car has arrived in front of a joglo-style house with an iron trellis fence with plants that add to the impression of a very beautiful home.

BEEP

Wulan pressed the car horn, and the two guards swiftly pushed the trellis gate with brown wooden boards as the dominant to beautify the look.

From inside the car glass that was quite dark, Holy Mother looked very observant with a face full of sweat, as well as trembling hands. He had come to this house once already twenty-six years ago, an unpleasant meeting.

“Bu,” Danum sitting next to him Holy Mother, awakening her daydream. However, Holy Mother still did not budge, she still focused her gaze staring at the house with shades of wood chocolate.

Damar got down from the front seat and opened the back car door, where his mother was sitting. “Bu, let's go down,” take Damar while extending his hand in front of the Mother.

The Holy Mother turned her gaze to look at her eldest son, then turned to stare at the outstretched tanga before him.

“Come, Bu.” Invite Danum.

The Holy Mother turned to look at Danum, and got a nod from her eldest son. As if to describe the stability of the heart. Slowly the trembling hand of the Holy Mother lifted up, and welcomed Damar's hand.

The woman with the Chocolate Abaya with the matching hijab slowly began to walk her feet on the courtyard of the house based on red bricks with each gap there is a small grass. “Bismilbornrahmanirrahim.” murmured Holy Mom, while regulating her breath that feels crowded. The Holy Mother hopes that by saying the word Bismillah, she can be kept away from all evil and all things that are not desired.

Damar led the Holy Mother walking, Danum walking behind her Mother and Sister, along with Wulan after she parked the car.

In front of the house, there were already several servants who welcomed the arrival of the son-in-law of the Wijaya family. In the midst of the servants, an elderly woman sat in a wheelchair with a whitened rikma in a small bun and a kebaya like Raden Ayu Kartini. Welcoming the arrival of his son-in-law and two grandchildren with a smile on his face that looks bright.

“Mother!” murmured Holy Mother, then walked with a step that was dragged closer to her Mother-in-law.

“Is that Granny Ayudia Sriningsih? Mas,” whispered Danum, approaching his brother.

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