The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 101 ~ Apply

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The long night ended quickly, changing tasks with the morning sun that had just rested, doing tasks in other parts of the world. But in a short time the call of the next task seemed not to let him rest.

Eyes that are tightly closed for a full day are now starting to move, the light intake of hospital room lights that are left brightly lit successfully makes the owner of the eye disturbed, he said, uncomfortable when his eyes catch the light when drowsiness is still gnawing. The eyes keep moving, trying to open even though it feels heavy. As if locked tightly due to drugs that are working in the body.

"Aaaassa..."

The weak hand was raised, trying to reach the head that was sleeping fast beside him. The heavy eyes were also already open, still cute and look weak but did not discourage a smile to be engraved when the hand managed to touch the tip of the head.

"Aaaassa..."

Damar gasped, found someone's hand on his head, allegedly the papi who woke up, made his head raised, ascertaining whether it was true the papi who had awakened in this blind morning.

"Silts..."

Damar was terjelak happy, seeing a smile welcome good morning from the sister he worried from yesterday. While Wulan who had woken up, increasingly smiled widely, looking at Damar who staggered back, almost falling from his seat was excited.

"What does Adek feel?" asked Damar, stroking the darling of the head of the sister.

Wulan shook her head, signaling that there was nothing to worry about anymore with her condition. Make Damar relieved, while throwing his body again on the seat.

"Know Adek?" ask Damar again.

Wulan shook her head again, reaching for Damar's hand which gently rubbed his shoulder. The shoulder that Gibran shot the other day hurt a lot before but not now. Wulan smiled, reassuring the twins that his condition was fine.

"Mas is worried about Adek!!! Adek why desperate anyway? Adek should have told Mas first if he wanted to act!!! Don't be so rash as yesterday! Mas's heart almost dislodged when he saw Mr. Gibran pointing his gun at Adek, tau!!!"

Wulan smiled wryly, looking at the face of the twin who held back angrily, clasping his hands that were occasionally subjected to squeaks of anxiety, raved without turning his head towards him, making him feel anxious and amused to see Damar's attitude.

"Damar.. Are you delirious, son?"

Damar and Wulan gasped, hearing the sound of the papi's baritone being awakened, disturbed by the sound of Damar whipping. Not aware if the papi is sleeping soundly on the sofa, befriending a fine blanket.

"The room is up, Papi. Not delirious!!!" sumpul Damar, effects are still upset with the rash sister.

Dhana blinked, rubbed his eyes slowly, brought the body to sit down immediately, looking at the delirious son as he expected.

"German..."

Drowsiness seemed to evaporate, finding a sweet smile from the princess who had been conscious from her sleep. Leads Dhana to quickly move, stepping wide to reach the princess' bed.

"Alhamdulillah Darling, you're awake, son. Papi was happy. You're all right."

Thousands of warm kisses full of affection, Dhana landed on the head of the princess who smelled a smile, returning the embrace of the papi as much as possible. After being satisfied Dhana also broke a hug, dribbling his eyes towards the son who was chin-faced, moping durja.

"Why are you, son? You're not happy your sister is aware of her long sleep?" dhana asked, withering in wonder.

"It's exactly Damar who's the happiest, Pi!!!" replied the uninspired Damar.

"Then? Why glum?" ask Dhana.

Damar let out a heavy sigh, turning towards the papi who was looking at him in confusion. While Wulan even more giggling, amused to see the grim face of the twin.

"The room is upset with Adek!!! Fuck, Pi!!! Papi why shut up? Adek dong's anger!!! Let Adek kapok and not careless anymore like yesterday!!!" as for Damar, annoyed.

Instantly Dhana giggled, holding back the tingling in the stomach that suddenly gnawed, unable to bear to see the expression of the son like that. While Wulan was getting louder, no power to hold back the laughter when he saw the expression of the twin who was getting louder.

"Yes my... Papi is actually upset, too, but how about it, son! Everything has happened and the important thing is that we are all fine." said Dhana, rubbing the back of the son who is still moody.

"Don't frown anymore, Mas." said Wulan, using sign language even with only one hand.

Damar snorted amusedly, understanding once with the sign language of the younger brother who asked him not to mope anymore. While Dhana can only comment on smiles, seeing the magnitude of the affection of his two favorite twins.

"okay! Mas will not frown anymore, as long as Adek promise not reckless like yesterday!" exclaimed Damar, warning the younger brother.

Wulan nodded quickly, raising her hand as a sign of agreement between her and Damar, not going to be careless and reckless anymore when taking action.

"Aaai.. aaai iii aaaa, iii?"

A smile seemed to be pulled from the face of the child and the father, leading them to look at each other, grasping the meaning of Wulan's distinctive language which was suddenly remembered with the mother. Making Wulan pias, catch the bad signal from the look of the two faces that look reluctant to respond to his question.

Wulan sat up, carrying the body and hands that were still connected with the infusion tube, making Dhana and Damar gasp, seeing Wulan forcing himself to rise from his sleep. Circulating the view all over the corner until the figure of the mother was caught by the eye.

"Aaaaai.." said Wulan, lirih.

The crystal thread seemed unfriendly, fell unwantedly, saw the mother lying weakly on the bed, using an infusion hose and oxygen hose. Wulan turned her head, looking at the silent papi and the twin, making her understand that the mother was also affected by the events on the railway the other day.

"Don't open, baby! Your condition is still weak. Come on, Papi take you to Mami's side."

The instincts as a child flinched, making Wulan rush wanting to get down, releasing the infusion hose in her hands. But Dhana who realized his movements immediately prevented, stopping the rapid movement of Wulan's hand that was about to be released from the infusion hose to reach the mother.

Wulan just nodded, following the words of the papi who was much more familiar with his current condition. Then walk slowly, approaching the bed of the mami who is beside his bed, followed by the twin mas who is always at his side.

"Yetdash..."

Wulan cried, hugged the body of the mother who was so missed even though she would not get a reply, the body that was still stretched weak on the bed, and the body that was still weak on the bed, make him sick when he sees the condition of the figure he cares about must be like this. Fishing the tears of Dhana and Damar, did not have the heart to see Wulan who could only hug Mala at a time like this.

"Aaaaai.. aaaaaa...ii?"

Wulan turned her head, her wet face making Dhana's tears uncontrollable.

"Mommy's resting, baby."

"Hey.. aaaaaa! Aaai.. aaaaaa?"

"Mommy you're okay, honey. Believe in Papi!"

Wulan shook her head strongly, as if not receiving the papi's answer about the condition of the mother, making her sob, hugging the body of the mother who was still unconscious from her long sleep.

"Better now, Papi tell Adek everything! Only Adek doesn't know the truth, Pi!"

Wulan who heard that, looked up. Staring at the nanar Dhana and Damar who were discussing, a sense of gamang was inevitable, making Dhana think for a moment, taking a deep breath to open the story back in front of Wulan.

"The fire will tell you everything, son!"

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"Mas... wake up! It's morning!"

Eyes that are still sleepy, waking up. Found the clockwork that had moved the segment, making Aifa'al the shortest, realized that he had fallen asleep in the Apartment.

"Mas... Ziel's Mum!"

The shortest Aifa'al rushed down from the bed, catching Aiziel sleeping beside him. Somehow they can both fall asleep, the intention of the heart that wants to rush home actually makes both of them fall asleep in the Apartment.

"Al... did we fall asleep here?" aiziel asked, sitting up and rubbing her eyes.

"Yes, Mas. Maybe it's because we're too tired to clean things up." replied Aifa'al.

"Kh!!! Because of you!" Aiziel.

"Sorry Mas.." replied Aifa'al, parsing.

Aiziel sighed, stabilizing the eyes that felt heavy to open, trying to instigate in the mind to go back to sleep.

"Oh yeah, where's Uncle Imam?"

"God! Uncle sleeps on the couch, Mas!"

"Aifa'al!!!" exclaim Aiziel, furious.

Aiziel and Aifa'al moved quickly, reaching for the doorknob to open, scattering out into the living room but the wanted uncle was nowhere to be found.

"You guys up?"

Aiziel and Aifa'al turned their heads quickly, the baritone voice of the uncle managed to make the drowsiness in the eyes of the two just disappear.

"Uncle from where?" ask Aifa'al.

"From the bathroom." replied the Imam.

"Uncle sleep on the couch?" ask Aiziel.

"Yes, but it's comfortable" replied the Imam.

The sound of long breaths Aiziel and Aifa'al sounded simultaneously, snorting in the bath while cursing themselves, the heart to let the uncle sleep on the sofa, without blankets while the AC remained on.

"Daddy could be upset if he knew his sister-in-law was sleeping on the couch!!!" aifa'al said, whispering beside Aiziel.

"You anyway! You should wake up Uncle and tell him to move into the room!" aiziel said, whispering without turning her face.

"You've been sleeping lately!" great-grandson Aiziel.

The vague debate between the two sons of Ammar and Ibel was unavoidable, provoking the laughter of the still-standing Imam, seeing the debate of his nephew that adorned his morning today.

"Uncle is okay. You don't have to argue anymore. Better get home now! Your Daddy has been calling Uncle ever since." said the Imam, giggling.

"Sorry Uncle.." said Aifa'al.

"It's okay! Come on, let's go home!" the priest answered, embracing Aiziel's and Aifa'al's shoulders.

Aiziel and Aifa'al nodded. Before leaving, Aifa'al returned to the room, picking up the bag that was already full of clothes. Then he went out and approached Aiziel and the Priest waiting in the living room.

They also walked, out of the Apartment unit, down the dim hallway with light of medium capacity, adding a quiet atmosphere in the morning, indicating not many people who do the activity.

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Ting Nong's...

Ting Nong's...

Ting Nong's...

The sound of the bell sounded urgent, disturbing the calm sleep of someone who moved forced from his bed. Walking staggered out of the room, holding a head that felt heavy because last night could not sleep quietly and comfortably. Although the facilities in the upscale Apartment are very fantastic, it does not make it calm at all since the owner of the Apartment unit left.

Chequek!

The heavy head made him continue to look down, not realizing who was visiting his Apartment unit.

"Are you really named Bima?"

Bima flinched, hearing the sound of the baritone before her at this moment. With misgivings Bima looked up, forgetting for a moment the pain that attacked the head. Making him look perfect, seeing there were two strong-bodied police in front of his eyes.

"Who are these B-b-fathers?" bima asked, trembling to find the sharp gaze of the Police.

"We from the police got the news that the boy named Bimantara is now hiding in the Gibran Apartment! And we also got word that the boy named Bimantara was also involved in the abduction and captivity of minors! For that, let's come with us to the police station!" cercah Bripka Police who stood at the front.

Bima was choked, looking pale, difficult to swallow saliva when he heard the voice of Bripka Police who was calm but full of emphasis and orders, asking carefully to follow the procedures in force, he said, come to the office to provide a clear explanation related to the case.

"B-but I'm not Bimantara, sir!"

"It turns out you can still say yes!"

Bima was getting cornered, inching back slowly without showing the slightest movement, then ran as hard as he could.

"Catch her!"

A Bripda standing behind the head rushed in, running after Bima who was trying to dodge. Running there and here, away from the reach of the Police, making the Apartment immediately ravaged because of the work of Bima.

Grep's!

"Don't move! Or this gun bullet will pierce your naughty calf!"

Bima's wide steps came to a halt, raising both hands as a sign of surrender. Making the Police Bripda act, grabbing Bima's hand which immediately pecked, tied her up with handcuffs, then walked out of the luxury Apartment unit.

"Let's take her!!!"

"Ready Commander!!!"

Subordinate Bripka Police moved first, dragging Bima who was shackled with handcuffs but still rebelled.

"I'm not wrong, sir!"

"You can explain later!"

"But I'm not wrong, sir!"

"Don't say much!"

Bima was silenced, the clasping of Bripka Police was successful in making him silenced, wanted to fight but useless, his hands were trapped in handcuffs and escorted by the Police, police, even to disappear with magic, it would not be able to. Making him sigh resignedly, obeying the orders of the two police who had managed to find his whereabouts.

The two different-ranking Police walked, continuing to flank Bima who could at any time escape when he was off guard. Get out of the elevator on the other side, walk quickly so that Bima can be processed as per punishment.

"Aifa'al..."

A moment later, eyes that stared blankly in any direction were fixed on someone near the lobby, walking along with a young man Bima believed that the young man was also there in the moment Aifa'al got angry and attacked him at the Cafe that night, and in front of him was a middle-aged man. Walking out of the other elevator, and unaware of his presence in the Apartment.

"Aifa'al!!!"

The hoarse voice of Bima resounded strongly, making the summoned turn to the origin of the sound, had circulated for a moment until finally the sight of the two met.

"Male!!!"

Aifa'al was flabbergasted, seeing the captain of her former motorcycle gang flanked by two policemen, handcuffed and visibly disheveled.

The srek!

While Bima who saw the two Police began to run off guard, making the two Police were shocked when the prisoners released.

"Stop!!!" bripka Police Exclamation.

Aifa'al was flabbergasted, shocked too surely, turning for a moment towards the firstborn and uncle who was no less surprised, seeing Bima who was running towards them.

Bruk!

"Al... Al help me!!! Help me, Al!!!"

Aifa'al was more and more astonished, seeing the Milky Way who was struggling before the eyes, with handcuffed hands, eyes that began to condense, holding back the water that currently also wanted to penetrate the dam of the eye. Grabbing the hand of Aifa'al who was still stuck, did not expect that Bima had really been caught by the Police.

"Al... I beg you!!! Help me!!! I'm not wrong! I've been framed by Mr. Gibran! Please help me, Al! I don't want to go to jail!" bima said, I want to pray to Aifa'al.

Instead of answering, the look on Aifa'al's face that was originally very surprised turned very cynical, smiling obliquely at the request of Bima who had been famous for being naughty. While Aiziel and Imam who were still standing on the side of Aifa'al were just looking at each other, confused by the intention of saying Bima just now, along with the two Policemen who wanted to take Bima away for processing.

"Let's stand!!!" exclaiming Bripda, yelling.

"Al... help me!!!" bima said, mew.

Aifa'al clucked, smiling obliquely looking at Bima who had been brought up standing by the Police.

"Please say? You want me to help a bad guy like you who's kidnapped, kidnapped and even nearly threatened the lives of my twin sisters, like that?"

Bima bowed, letting the Police continue flanking her hands, letting Aifa'al scatter her with scathing words. Wanting emotions or fighting back would be useless, his hands were already tied to handcuffs. Letting his eyes condense in fear, he saw the slanted smile of his former motorcycle gang member who looked satisfied.

"Gue told you that night? Sooner or later the police will find you!!! But I wonder, why did you get caught so soon? Even though I and my family have not had time to report your crime!!! But it's good!!! I don't have to be hard, make a string of words and testify to your crimes against my sisters!!!"

Bima snorted furiously, growling in a heart that could not be lied to, his true nature remained despite being frightened.

"Bring him up, sir! He deserves to be punished for his evil deeds!!!" exclaimed Aifa'al, staring intently at the silent Bima.

"Take him to the car!" bripka Police Exclamation.

"Al... help me!!! I'm not wrong, Al! I'm framed! I was tricked, Al! I'm used!" exclaim Bima who raved while looking.

Aifa'al clucked softly, smiling obliquely at Bima who was notoriously selfish and loud suddenly came begging for help. While Aiziel and the Imam still remained silent, looking at the scene beyond expectation.

"Al.." said the Imam, stifled to see Bima.

"Alright, Uncle! He deserves to be punished!" aifa'al exclaimed, staring intently at Bima.

Aifa'al smirked in satisfaction, looking directly at Bima who was caught by the Police. While Bima who was dragged out of the Apartment, continued to roar, thrashing to be released, attracting the attention of everyone who was passing by, starting a bright morning activity.

"Al.. help me! I'm not wrong!"

Aifa'al waved his hand, ushering in the departure of his rival who was about to disappear. Forcibly pulled by the two Policemen, stung until it finally reached the lip of the main door.

"Originally you know, Al! Gibran escaped from prison! He has fled! He's already escaped!"

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