Special Maid For Om Duda
Pardon you?

The rolling time felt very fast, in Mimin's mind was still recorded clearly when he was a child, a life full of harmony, full of jokes and also laughter. Until growing up, it still continues to be blessed. Having a father, a mother and an older brother close enough to her, the person said was a fortune. That is also what Mimin felt, he still did not expect that what he felt at that time must end with pain that until this moment was difficult to cure him.

Making peace with your own heart is not as easy as people say. Every smile she showed was in fact harboring tremendous pain. That's what Mimin feels right now. He was at war with his heart, between forgiveness and anger. He tried to treat the pain. Because he also had the same happy expectations as everyone else. Gathering with family. Even though those people used to hurt him.

The veiled woman fluttered in the doorway, her eyes focused on a man who felt foreign in her eyes. His body is not as strong and strong as it used to be. Now the man he really hates is just a human being who is fighting for his recovery. His body was very different from what it used to be, now it was more like a bone wrapped in skin. The spacious room, which used to be the second room of his parents, was very happy to be in the room, because it was comfortable and warm. However, now the room felt cold and unfamiliar. It was like being in a hospital room. There were a lot of medical devices in the room.

Julio walked to the side of the father who was again closed. "Well, Jasmin's home. I'm meeting with Jasmine, right? He's here now. I'm meeting you with Dad." Julio whispered beside Lukman's ear.

As before Lukman when he heard the name of his daughter immediately woke up and his eyes looked for the figure of his daughter.

"Dad was waiting for you to come home. Come here I just want to see his daughter." Julio looked at Mimin who was still unmoved in the doorway.

Hadi, who saw Mimin did not respond to Juio's words, held the shoulder of his future wife, until the veiled woman gasped in shock.

"Dad you want to see you." Hadi pointed at Lukman who was looking at him with a weak and confused look when looking at the woman who was dressed covered.

"Jasmin .... Is that you son?" lukman asked in a soft voice, and the hand tried to grab Mimin's hand.

"Dad you want to talk to you. You come closer." Again, Hadi whispered to Mimin, who seemed hesitant to get close to his father. Mimin turned his eyes to look at Hadi, as if he was asking with Hadi.

"Meet your father, pity he misses his daughter." Hadi whispered again so that Mimin should not hesitate to get closer to his father.

The woman dressed in a long robe and hijab and niqab slowly walked towards Lukman and sat on the chair that had been provided to Lukman's right, do not forget Hadi followed his future wife and stood right next to Mimin.

Behind his veil Mimin develops a thin smile despite being forced to.

"Ka .. have you gone home?" lukman asked in a clean and stammering voice. However, Lukman is not so sure because Mimin's face is still covered in a niqab and long hijab. Mimin used to be an open-dressed woman who loved sports. So that his body is good and a witness.

Mimin nodded weakly wanting him to say hello to his father but his throat hurt like someone was strangling him so he wanted to speak it was very difficult.

"I. Yes, I'm Jasmin." Finally Mimin answered Lukman's remarks despite stammering and doubtful.

"It was not like this, but lately his condition has been declining. That's why I asked you to come home because our parents only have a father. I don't want you to regret the way I felt for not being able to see Mom's face one last time. Don't ask what is regret like? Because it hurts so much that even sleeping I can't calm down." Julio looked at his sister whose eyes had been red from crying since.

"Jasmin .. sorry ... I'm sorry ...." Lukman spoke again. While Mimin, from earlier still down. His throat grew sore when his father apologized.

"Dad already appointed the family lawyer to tell her what really happened with Mom and Dad. I don't know what the exact chronology is, what really happened between them. Because Om Hilmi also only wants to open a will from Dad if there is you. We'll meet Om Hilmi together." Julio interrupted Lukman's words.

"Jasmin ... You'll be here right?" lukman asked, his voice getting weaker and looking like it was very difficult to speak. For example, he currently said some of my words, Lukman has ngosan like having run a race up to hundreds of meters.

"Jasmin wants to get married?" lukman asked with a shocked face, but it did not diminish his happiness. Because his daughter came home.

"Yes Om, did Om Lukman allow Hadi to marry Mimin?" ask Hadi again. The man really never played with his words. He immediately asked permission from Mimin's parents, when he saw that Lukman's condition was quite severe. Even what he remembered seemed to be only Jasmin, to respond to Julio Lukman's words like difficulty. Or he had forgotten that Julio was his son too. All he remembers is Jasmin.

Lukman weakly nodded, which signaled that he would allow Hadi to marry his daughter.

"When is Jasmin getting married?" lukman asked with a look at Mimin, who looked down confused.

"Do you want to see Jasmine get married?" julio asked, still in a whisper.

Without anyone expecting it this time Lukman nodded again. Which indicates that Lukman wants to see his daughter get married.

"If so Julio spoke first with Hadi well." Julio looked at her future sister-in-law to come with her.

"Min, I live both is okay, right?" hadi asked Mimin, and the veiled woman nodded.

Hadi and Julio left Mimin, this time only with Lukman. At once Hadi also wanted to give time to Mimin might be able to talk more freely with his father when just alone. Maybe Mimin felt uncomfortable talking to Lukman because he and Julio were listening to their conversation.

Mimin looked at Lukman who was still staring at Mimin as well. Slowly Mimin also opened the niqab that he wore when Hadi and Julio were out.

"You are Jasmin .." said Lukman after Mimin opened a cloth covering part of his face.

"You're Jasmin right ....?" asked Lukman again, but he had been told that the woman was Jasmin.

"Yes I'm Jasmin ..." replied Mimin in a soft voice. Wanting him to directly curse his father, and say with harsh words and venting his anger. However, what came out of his lips was precisely sweet words different from what was in his feelings that were like hot lava that was exploding.

"Ja ... ja-ngan go again yeah ...." Please Lukman with a compassionate look.

That's not what Mimin heard from his father's lips. What Mimin wants to hear is an explanation for his mother's death, but Mimin confronts him. He knew his father's memory was disturbed proof that he still asked Mimin while from the beginning he was also told that the one who came was his daughter.

Mimin merely commented a wry smile and nodded weakly. Without wanting to answer, because honestly from his heart he did not want to sleep or return to this house. This house reminds her of memories that Mimin does not want to remember anymore. However, his father wanted him not to leave this house.

Seriate....

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