The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 102 ~ News Morning

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"Madel... Shahil open the door!!!"

The atmosphere of the morning that should be calm, turned into chaos because of the actions of Syahal who woke up. Rushed out of the room to the sister's room while carrying a flat object in hand, stepping wide as wide as possible to reach the door of the room of the younger brother who he made the target of a tantrum on a sunny morning.

"Jahil! Open door! Whoi!"

Syahal continued to roar, knocking on the door of his sister's room blindly, ignoring his very loud voice would disturb the calmness of the people in the house, makes it look like a person who is being chased by a demonic figure.

Chequek!

Pucuk loved ulam also arrived. Finally the door leaf that had been screaming in pain since earlier because it was the target of absurd raging Syahal's hand, opened too. Showing the face of Shahil who still looks sleepy. The eyes that were still squeaking were forcefully brought near the door, unable to bear the absurd voice of the twin, twitching to call out his name like a person in the midst of a beard fire.

"What the hell is it? It's noisy!"

"There's some shocking news!!!"

"Ck! The most gossip, right?"

"Not gossip! More than that!"

The shahil gave a faint snort, could no longer resist the sleepiness that still persuaded him to return to bed. While Syahal looks restless, frenzied when reading a news headline on his phone.

"Fire news?"

"No!"

"Earthquake?"

"No!"

"Tunami?"

"No, O God!!!"

"There's a nut in the complex?"

"Yes Allah Gusti...not my brother!!!"

Shahil clucked in annoyance, leaned his half-conscious body onto the door leaf and rubbed his face rough.

"Keep what news? Shahil is lazy, ah!!! Shahil is still sleepy!!! The most gossip news!!! You rambles!!! Disturb people's sleep!" the Shahil, shut the door.

"Wait first! You should read this news!" shahal, prevent the door from being closed again.

"The devil is lazy to read, Mas!" Syahil.

"But you have to read it first!" Syahal.

"Mas Syahal only read!" Syahil.

Syahal snorted with anxiety, releasing the door that had opened wide, with the body of the Shahil who was still half conscious until it hit the wall behind him.

"Quick Mas!!!" shahil, impatient.

"Kh!!! Wait!!!" syahal replied, annoyed.

Syahal dribbled, looking towards the locked phone screen. Makes him agitated instantly, considering the news that successfully eliminates drowsiness.

"A water gas attack..."

The drap!

"Why do you keep making noise!?"

Just wanted to read the news, Syahal's successful speech was trimmed by the owner of an absurd voice that was none other than the voice of the mother. Making Syahal squealing with anxiety, turned to the direction of the mother who came with the father.

While Sadha and Vanny step wide, they approach their twins who have created a commotion in the morning.

"Mas Syahal, Ma!!!" shahil Exclamation.

"Is there a shahal?" ask Vanny.

"What's up, honey! It's not what there is!" timpal Sadha, confirming Vanny's question.

"Oh yes, sorry typo Mas." replied Vanny.

Syahal sighed furiously, looking at the behavior of the mother who was beautiful but her mind was still drifting away. While Sadha and Shahil could only shake their heads, they saw Vanny's horse-grin.

"What's Syahal? Why does your voice sound so panicked?" said Sadha, looking at the look on the face of the twin sons.

"There's some great news, Pa!" answer Syahal.

"From this news on!" shahil Umpath.

"What's the breaking news?" tympanic Vanny.

Instead of answering, Syahal who was already upset just snorted, the hand that was still holding the phone outstretched toward the papa, the father, as if asking his father to see and read for himself the splashy news that he had meant since.

Sadha, astonished, received the phone from the son's hand and opened it.

"A sudden tear gas attack struck the entire police station building, causing the ten prisoners inside the sell to escape!!!"

The drowsiness that still perched on the eye pelukan seemed to fly to nirvana, along with the shock of the Shahil when listening to the speech of the father, read out a news article that Syahal had meant since then, make him rush to approach the papa, look at the screen of the twin mas phone to make sure if the news is true.

"This happens when the night is late. Where the guard began to stretch due to the number of police officers who were conducting operations in the field, to cause the guard to weaken. It is suspected that this event occurred because of one person who was trying to escape, taking advantage of the situation that was happening. Of the ten prisoners who attempted to escape, only one is still in the process of searching. Prisoner with the number 25, on behalf of Gibran Athaariq who was entangled in the case of kidnapping and captivity of minors, until the case of attempted murder, managed to escape from the pursuit of the Police. The police are currently investigating the case and looking for the whereabouts of the escaped prisoner."

Sadha who read the article, was wide-eyed. Looking towards Vanny and Shahil who are no less surprised not playing. The name of a person who almost put one of his family members in danger, was reported to be hazy!!!

"Is this true or just hoax news?" asked Sadha, suddenly pias when he saw the news.

"That's real, Pa! That's why Syahal has been a scene since. Old Gibran***** was escaped from prison at the time of the accident!" syahal replied, staring at the father's listlessness.

"It's dangerous, Mom! That guy could kidnap Damar and Adek again! Or it could be, worse than we thought!!!" timpal Shahil.

"Kh!!! Now you just said danger!!! Go anywhere!!!" as if Syahal, puffed up.

"Yee!!! The shahil doesn't know!" sudang Syahil's.

"Already, already!!! Why are you guys making a noise? Better now you call Uncle Dhana, tell him about this news!" timpal Vanny, mediate his two sons.

Syahal nodded, taking back the phone from the hand of the father who also reached out, looking for the number of the uncle who is currently in the hospital. While Sadha, Vanny and Syahil who are not holding a mobile phone can only see Syahal.

"How's Syahal?" ask Sadha.

"Not lifted, Pa!" answer Syahal, lethargic.

"Call Damar!!!" exclaim Sadha.

Syahal nodded, refocused on the phone screen and looked for the sister's number.

"How's it?" ask Sadha.

"It's not active." replied Syahal.

"The room certainly hasn't held a cell phone. His phone's still the same Uncle since Damar and Adek were kidnapped back then!" timpal Shahil, remembered by his sister's phone.

Sadha is also flinching. The splashy news that came did not know the time today made him quite agitated, fearing that at any time Gibran would act stupid again like yesterday, not only threatening the lives of his sister and sister-in-law, but also threatening the life of his brother-in-law, but it can also threaten the lives of children who have accidentally been involved in the problem.

While Vanny, Syahal and Shahil looked at each other, anxious after hearing the news.

"Contact Al! Yes.. call masmu!" sadha exclaimed, stunned for a moment before remembering the name of the nephew.

"Good idea, Pa!!!" timpal Shahil, agreed.

Syahal also focused his eyes on the phone again, looking for the name of the middle mas to immediately be informed about the news that may still not be widespread in the media.

"Assalamualaikum Mas.." said Syahal.

"Wa'alaikumsalam... What is Syahal?" ask Aifa'al.

"There's some great news, Mas!" exclaim Syahal.

"What news?" ask Aifa'al, curious.

"Gibran escaped from prison!" answer Syahal.

There was no answer from Aifa'al behind the phone, making Syahal frown in wonder, leading his eyes to turn, seeing Sadha, Vanny and Shahil who were frowning in wonder at his strange expression.

"Mas... is still there, right?" ask Syahal.

"L-yes! Call you again!" aifa'al exclaimed, hanging up the phone unilaterally.

Syahal snorted angrily, getting a cold response from Aifa'al, hung up the phone before saying his greetings first.

"Why Mas?" ask Shahil, astonished.

"Mas Al is weird!!!" Syahal.

"Weird how?" ask Vanny.

"It is cold to answer." replied Syahal.

"We need to get to the hospital! Your Uncle must know this news!" timpal Sadha, panic.

"But we have a meeting at the office, Mas." said Vanny, reminding her husband.

Sadha clucked in anxiety, forgetting that there was another meeting with the client this morning.

"Papa Mama just go to the office! This problem let Syahil and Mas Syahal tell Uncle in the hospital!" timpal Shahil, understand the busyness of both.

Sadha and Vanny looked at each other, as if discussing, agreeing or not to the sudden proposal of the twin sons.

"But you have to be careful! Honestly, Papa was very worried about this kind of situation!!! You're all involved! Right now Gibran must be planning something to attack again! Gibran must remember your faces! You guys need to be careful, son!!!" sadha said, worrying about her two sons.

"Papa take it easy. Syahil and Mas Syahal can take care of themselves. We will protect each other." replied Shahil who acted more calmly.

"The devil is right, Pa!!! After all, this is Uncle Dhana's problem, meaning our problem is too, right? My mom and dad always said that to us. Whatever it is a family problem, we have to deal with it together." Syahal said, reassuring the father.

Sadha sighed heavily for a moment, then turned to look at Vanny who gently rubbed her arm, calming her troubled heart. A sweet smile was painted on Vanny's face, a small nod as if agreeing with what the two twin sons had said earlier, making Sadha was careless. But as an older brother, he also could not just take his hands off in his sister's problems.

"Yes already... Papa leave it all the same to you today! But let Papa know quickly if there's any progress on Gibran news! We all have to be careful." said Sadha, reminding everyone.

"Every Boss! Mom and Dad are careful too! Don't forget to tell Opa, Oma, and also Pakde Ammar." replied the reverent Shahil.

"All of them will be Papa's business." replied Sadha, smiling at her son.

Syahal-Shahil nodded vigorously, going to their respective rooms, preparing to go to the hospital to tell the uncle about Gibran. While Sadha and Vanny are also alone, move on and go to the office.

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"Al... What did Bima mean?"

The hand that was still tightly grasping the new cellphone immediately fell, limp after getting news from the sister behind the phone, confirming the call Bima who had not long gone was carried by the Police, who had not been away, that Gibran really ran away.

"Al... Why are you, son?" ask Imam.

"What Bima said was right! Gibran escaped from prison, Mas!!! Gibran's running, Uncle!!!" aifa'al replied, looking towards the two.

"Mas can't believe it, Al!" Aiziel.

Aifa'al clenched, pulling the hand that was still grasping the phone close to the eyes, playing a very agile finger to look for something inside her phone. The great news that his brother had said, was still ringing in his ears.

"Please read this news!" exclamation Aifa'al.

Aiziel frowned in surprise, receiving a helping hand from the younger brother who gave her a cell phone. Then read the title of the news article that was clearly listed on the main screen, with a bold format and size that was quite large, making the eyes of Aiziel and Imam who had been curious since then was perfectly wide.

"Crazy!!! Gibran is really reckless!!! He's not a human, but a demon!" Aiziel's Overestimated.

"We have to go to the hospital, Mom! Uncle Dhana should see this news!!!" timpal Aifa'al, anxious and remembered the uncle.

"Yes already..then now we go to the hospital first to tell your uncle!" exclaimed the Imam, agreeing to Aifa'al's suggestion.

Aiziel and Aifa'al nodded in unison, leading the legs as wide as possible to step, walking first in front of the uncle who suddenly stopped his steps, pressing down on the stomach which was suddenly afflicted with pain, and then on his feet, made him fall down and grimace withstanding the extreme pain.

"Sir... Are you okay?"

The priest looked up, the blurred vision making it difficult to see clearly the person beside him.

"Please call my son!" lirih Imam, pointing towards the main door of the Apartment.

The man in OB uniform turned his head, looking around to find the child in question, until the eyes caught two boys who were walking quickly towards the parking lot. The man in the OB uniform went up, leaving the priest who looked increasingly pale, enduring the growing pain.

Astagfirullahalazim. Is it time I should go? But what about the problems my family is facing right now. The Imam murmured in a curled up heart.

The pain spread, the cold sweat began to flood the priest's pale face, making him grimace even more, curl up, trying to relieve the pain worse than before. But the pain is more toying, making the eyes become blurred and dark.

Bruk!

"Please! Someone fainted!" the security guard at the main entrance.

Everyone moved for a moment, within a short time they had surrounded the unconscious Imam.

"That's it right there!" exclaimed the man in the OB uniform, pointing at the crowd of people.

Aiziel and Aifa'al stepped wide. Not finding the whereabouts of the uncle when the foot almost stepped on the lip of the parking lot, making both astonished and worried. But the arrival of the men in OB uniforms made them stunned for a moment, before taking wide steps, entering the Apartment, approaching the uncle.

Aiziel and Aifa'al snuck in, entering between the crowd still gathering, circling the fainting figure. When they managed to sneak, the originally ordinary eyes were now wide open.

"Uncle.." cried Aiziel and Aifa'al.

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