
When returning home from the funeral, Suci only felt silence in his house, because there was no longer the figure of the Mother who always accompanied his days, also waiting for him when he came home from work.
"It feels so quiet that there is no Mother, usually Mother always waits for Holy when she comes home to work," murmured Holy with a clear circle that continues to flow wet her cheeks.
From outside the Junior High School, Suci worked in the restaurant owned by Rian's parents, and there was the beginning of the meeting of Saints and Rian, until finally they both fell in love and established a relationship.
Suci decided to take care of the clothes of Bu Asih, so that Suci did not daydream.
When Suci cleaned the closet, Suci found a key that was in between the pile of clothes Bu Asih.
"What's this key? is this the key to the box you always kept and can't open?" holy Mumbles.
Bu Asih always told Suci that Suci should not open the box that was in the closet before Bu Asih died, and Suci always felt curious about the contents of the box.
Suci slowly put the key into the lock box, and it turns out that the guess is true if the key is the key of the secret box belonging to Bu Asih, and it turns out that the key is true if the key is the key of the secret box belonging to Bu Asih, and Suci found a letter along with a photo of Bu Asih and Mr. Iman who was holding a baby in his.
"Whose baby is this? it seems like this baby is not me, because it looks like a baby boy" Holy murmured.
With trembling hands, Suci ventured to open the letter she found in the box.
For Holy Child Mother
Son, we hope that after the Saints have read this letter, the Saints will not hate Mother and Father, for they have kept a great secret about who the Saints really are in our lifetime.
Sorry if all this time Mother could not be honest with the Holy if actually the Holy is not the biological Son of the Mother and Father, because we do not want the Holy to feel hurt when knowing all the truth.
Actually the Holy parents are the master of Mother and Father, they are named Mr. Fadil and Mrs Erina. At that time Mrs Erina and Mother gave birth at the same time, and Mrs Erina who gave birth to a baby girl, insisted on exchanging her baby for our baby who was male.
Mrs Erina said Mr. Fadil wanted a baby boy, so Mrs Erina was afraid Mr. Fadil would divorce her if she found out she had a baby girl.
Mother and Father actually did not willingly exchange a baby that we have not even given a name and we just carried one time, he said, but at that time Mrs Erina threatened to report us to the authorities on charges of stealing, so we were forced to exchange our baby for Mrs Erina's baby whom we named Suci.
Mother only has this photo as her only memory with Mother's Son. Hopefully someday Suci can meet with our biological Son, and please tell our Son if we love him very much.
Son, if Saints want to meet with the Saints' biological parents, Saints come to the address that Mother wrote below this letter. Once again I apologize for not being able to say everything directly. However, Saints must know, even though Saints are not our biological children, but Mothers and Fathers love Saints as much as our own biological children.
Sacred Heart skipped a beat, her eyes reddened with anger at her own Mother who had the heart to exchange herself with the baby Bu Asih.
"Why would a mother be so willing to change her own Son?" holy Mumbles with tears.
The saint who was so angry with his biological mother, did not even want to glance at the address written by Bu Asih.
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In the afternoon, Suci held an event tahlil Bu Asih by opening the piggy bank he had, fortunately the family of Bu Inah always helped Suci do everything.
"Mom, thank you very much, because Mother and Father always help Saints," said Suci to Bu Inah and Mr. Maman after the annual event.
"Son, it should be that as fellow human beings we help each other, let alone that we are holy neighbors. If there is anything Holy do not hesitate, if you want Saints can stay in our house. Saints must feel lonely because they have to stay alone," said Bu Inah.
"There are still many Mothers, Suci lives here, unfortunately also if the Mother and Father's heritage house is not occupied," said Saints who prefer to stay in a house that is actually not habitable, but Saints also do not want to continue to trouble Bu Inah and Pak Maman, either, moreover, they also have many children who are still small.
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A week has now passed since the death of Bu Asih, and Suci tried to rise from the slump by returning to work, although Suci could have guessed if Madame Linda would definitely fire him.
After arriving at work, all the friends of the Holy One offer their condolences for the calamity that befell the Holy, but there are also some friends who look happy when they hear the Holy get calamity.
"Holy, you are called by Ms. Linda" said one of the Saints friends named Reni.
Saints knock on the door of Ms. Linda's study, and Saints are welcome to enter.
"Please sit down" said Ms. Linda.
After Saints sat down, Ms. Linda made her point.
"I was going to fire you Holy, but Rian begged me to keep hiring you, so I was forced to follow Rian's request. I hope you don't bother Rian anymore, because I've already betrothed Rian to the Son of my friend who is certainly worth it to us, and soon Rian will also be engaged to Alina."
Suci was struck by lightning hearing the news of Rian's engagement to another woman, but Suci tried to sincerely accept everything, because Suci was self-conscious if she was never worthy of Rian.
"Thank you for the kindness of the Madam who was still willing to hire me. Madam take it easy, I know myself as well, and I can't possibly bother young Lord Rian anymore" Suci said with a tightness in her chest.
"It is good that you know yourself by your status, for you and Rian are like the earth and the sky that can never be united. Especially now that you are dirty, and dirty women like you will only be the trash of society," Mama Linda said with a mocking smile.
"Enough Ma !!" shouted Rian who suddenly entered the workspace Mama Linda.
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