The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 111 ~ Invisible Wound

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The originally bright blue sky with the white cloud clumps as friends now turned pitch-black, befriending the fast-moving black clouds as if hurriedly wanting to drop the water dots.

"It hurts you Deck?"

Damar looked at the younger brother who had been bowing his head, the same thing with the sky suddenly clouded, such was the face of Wulan today after Damar and Shahal-Shahil took him to sit on the front porch of the house. His tiny hand was also completely wrapped in bandages, perhaps still sick but Wulan was silent.

"Sir..why shut up?" shahil asked, grabbing the shoulder of the brother who was still silent.

"Adek's hand is still sick? Let's just go to the hospital then!" timpal Syahal, moved to sit in front of his sister.

"Ck! Adek just a light wound with a splint, Mas! Don't be lebay!" chirps Shahil.

"Yes, there may be other invisible wounds! Better go to the doctor, right?" syahal answered, stroking Wulan's hand.

Syahal's words that intend to entertain actually provoke the cries of Wulan, hugging Damar who sat beside him, and then holding her, sobbing again in Damar's chest as the heart silently confirmed the words of the twin mas that the invisible wound did exist.

The plot!

"Why the hell, Shahil!!! Pain tau!!!" as Syahal, rubbing the arm that was the target of his twin's annoyance.

"What's the big deal? Because of Mas's unfortunate words Adek so cry again!" sukul Syahil, landed another blow.

Syahal sneered at Shahil, turning again to the sister who is currently crying in the arms of Damar.

"Damar.. beware!!!" exclaim Syahal.

Damar sighed harshly, obeying the orders of Syahal who told to move, swapping positions with Syahal who now felt guilty for his entertainment earlier, wanted to hold Wulan who was still sobbing.

"Please apologize, Dek. That invisible wound must be wide open again, right now?" syahal said, hugging Wulan while gently stroking her shoulders up and down.

Wulan nodded, confirming the twin who asked the truth. Making Shahil and Damar who understand can only sigh heavily, while calming the little girl's heart.

"Adek believes, right, that every wound must have a cure? Including those invisible wounds?" syahal said again, gently.

Like the rain in the barren land, Syahal's question successfully stopped the sobs that made Wulan's shoulder shake violently, making him look up instantly, he said, staring at the bead of the twin mas who has a high sense of humor and always makes him spin.

Syahal smiled, stroked the face of the brother who had been swollen, wiping the crystal round that soaked his beautiful face. Syahil and Damar remained loyal to the audience, allowing Syahal to take over the wheel entirely.

"The remedy for the invisible wound is in Adek himself! Strong and patient!!! That's the key to getting that drug. Do you understand what Mas means?" syahal said, cupping the face of the sister who was wet.

Wulan nodded quickly, justifying the words of the twin mas who was very nurturing, making him calm despite having made him sob. Syahal's smile rises, seeing the nod of the brother who is smart, able to accept any input from people around him.

"Well!!! Mas Syahal is great! Finally Mas can calm Adek." said Damar.

"Who was dong? Jiwathama Shahal!!! Papa Sadha's first son is tile and Mama Vanny is beautiful plus absurd!" seloroh Syahal, proud of himself.

"Kh!!! First son!!! Among us there is no such thing as a first, second or so son, Mas! Mas and Shahil were born together, so we are both first children! It means we're only children!" as the Shahil, denied the opinion of Syahal.

"Kh!!! You were born 15 minutes after Mas! That is, Mas is the first child and you are the second child!!! Don't deny destiny, Shahil!" chirps Syahal, glancing at the sister.

Shahil harrumphed amusedly, seeing the behavior of his twin who began to rumble again after getting compliments. Fishing piety Damar and Wulan who is now a spectator.

"Assynoltom..."

The laughter full of joking twins was stopped instantly, a soft voice that suddenly changed the atmosphere, making Syahal-Shahil and Damar-Wulan move from his seat, staring fixedly at the figure who had that soft voice.

"Wa'alaikum... Mrs Kinan?"

"How are you doing Damar? Can I meet your parents for a minute? There's something important I want to talk to them about." Kinan said, smiling.

The figure of the owner of the soft voice turned out to be Kinan. After visiting Bima at the police station, now the beautiful hijab woman landed at Dhana's house, wanting to meet and talk about something important. Making Syahal-Shahil and Wulan look at each other, then look again to Kinan.

"Mommy is sick, Mom. Maybe only Papi can meet with Bu Kinan." replied Damar, throwing a moment of annoyance when he saw the arrival of Kinan who was the wife of the perpetrators of his captivity, Wulan and Aifa'al.

"All right! I'll be waiting here!" kinan said, understanding with Damar's response.

"Better Ms. Kinan just come in. Let Damar call Papi in the room first." said Damar, let the teacher in.

Kinan nodded obediently, got up from where he stood and went inside Dhana's house. Followed by Syahal-Shahil and Wulan who embrace each other, following Kinan who is now sitting on the living room sofa. While Damar rushed away, heading to the papi's room, leaving Syahal-Shahil and Wulan with Kinan.

"You guys are here for a minute. Mas will ask Bi Iyah to make drinks." said Syahal, whispering to Shahil and Wulan.

Shahil and Wulan nodded faintly, letting Syahal go along with his good intentions as the host for the guest.

"Wulan..here sit by Mother!!! Fear not! I'm not like someone who has the heart to kidnap and hold you and Damar that time. Come here!!! I also want to ask you something, son!!!" kinan said, sounding soft and friendly.

Wulan looks nervous, it seems from the movements that hold the hand of Shahil and hide behind the hand. While Shahil who found the attitude of the sister also understood, then he tried to calm the sister who was afraid.

"What are the important needs that bring you to my home?"

The sound of the baritone surprised Kinan, making Syahil and Wulan relieved. It is not wrong if an innocent child like Wulan is afraid of the closest person to the perpetrator who had kidnapped him? Not meant for su'uzon but the inherent trauma remains hard to forget.

"Good day, Mr. Dhana." said Kinan, moving from sitting as a gesture of respect to the owner of the house.

"Siang.." answered Dhana coldly, remembering that the hijab woman was the wife of the man who wanted to harm his wife's child.

Kinan smiled bitterly, quite understanding of Dhana's unfriendly remarks, making him realize that his relationship with Gibran brought him into the complicated situation he is in today.

"Can I talk to you for a minute, sir?" ask Kinan, trying to stay professional in front of Dhana.

Kinan sighed, dribbling his eyes towards Shahil and Wulan, then Damar who came with the papi but was reluctant to move, was still stunned to see his sudden arrival, seen on the faces of those who want to know, but it seems like the conversation this time is quite mature and inappropriate for them to hear. Making Dhana cold but still pay attention to Kinan's attitude, understand.

"Shahil.. please take your sisters out first! Uncle has to talk to their teacher!" shahil, looking at Dhana.

"Good Uncle.." replied Shahil, obediently.

Shahil hurried away, pulling the hands of her two twin sisters who were still silent, staring at Kinan in a daze. The shahil who has grown up is quite understanding, that the uncle's talk this time will discuss something that can not be heard by children the age of Damar-Wulan.

"Sit down!" exciting Dhana.

Kinan nodded, landing his body back on the sofa, not yet had his thin lips opened to speak, come Bi Iyah with Syahal who is intending to go to the kitchen and ask ART the oma to make drinks for guests.

"Where are Uncle's sisters?" ask Syahal.

"They're outside! You go with them first! Uncle wants to talk to their teacher's mother for a minute!" exclaim Dhana, see Syahal.

Syahal nodded in understanding, coming along after Bi Iyah finished with his task.

"Speak!"

"I want to apologize, Dhana!"

"Be professional, Mrs Kinan!"

"But I..."

"I don't want the kids to hear what you're suspicious about, if we ever get close! It's just the past! So behave like a teacher! And explain the purpose of your coming to my house!"

Kinan nodded resignedly, making him understand the meaning of the words of the owner of the house.

"I want to apologize to Mr. Dhana as Zivana's mother! I want to apologize for what my daughter did to your daughter!!!"

Dhana clucked softly, glancing at Kinan for just a moment, it was only through the tail of his eyes. It seems that the man of two twins was offended, given the crime Zivana committed at Wulan during school, but only today the apology of one of his guardians was uttered.

"There's no need to apologize for a mistake you never made, Ms. Kinan! Even Zivana isn't your real son!"

"Yes, I know! And I am also very sure that Mr. Dhana has heard that Zivana is only a child! But I never thought of it that way. I love Zivana as much as my own son. Since he was three years old until now! I will still love him even if my relationship with his father is over!"

Dhana gasped, hearing one last word at the end of the spoken sentence, containing a meaning that made her ambiguous instantly.

"East?"

"Yes!!! I've learned all about Gibran's problems involving your wife, Miss Mala! Revenge in the past, making Gibran lost his mind so desperate to kidnap Damar-Wulan just to provoke the arrival of his mother. All of Gibran's evil plans involve a kid like Bima and now he's at the Police station!!!"

Dhana was unmoved, looking not surprised in the least by the things he had known from the beginning.

"I just met Bima and she also asked for my help, but I have not answered the boy's request. The mischievous Milky Way had to languish in a prisoner's cell, while Gibran was still detached like a wild lion whose whereabouts had yet to be discovered! Gibran divorced me before he went to take Zivana a week ago! And within that week, I was trying to find Zivana and Gibran, but nothing!"

Dhana was still unmoved, fixed on her reclined sitting position, looking ahead with an elusive gaze. It seems like Dhana was surprised, not expecting the end of the story of a figure who once filled his heart in the past, but what can Dhana do, even just to look at the netra Kinan only he was reluctant, he was reluctant, because he knows the limits of a husband who must take care of someone's heart, even though the condition of someone is currently far from good.

"Because of the news of Gibran's escape from prison, the school is threatened to be closed, given Gibran's status as the owner of the school! But I managed to take care of all those problems because the truth is, the school and all the properties of Jaya Mandiri belonged to my late father who was slyly renamed by humans like Gibran! And he has also embezzled school funds that should be used for the purpose of the election of the chairman of the isa and his reward later on! Everything's gone awry just because of Gibran's past grudges! Everyone is a victim, including me!"

Dhana remained silent, but her shocked face was unable to be covered up, letting Kinan tell her so that there would be no misunderstanding later. Did not expect that the excitement he felt when he heard Damar's story about the reward of being the chairman of the sausage at that time, it was true. There is bad intention behind the election of the chairman of the very prestigious osis.

"Even Gibran also involved his own son to cover up all his decay from me. With no less cunning ideas, Zivana and Gibran's personal assistant planned something for me to go to Singapore. It did happen, but after returning that day I knew all the evils of Gibran! He told Zivana everything and accused Bima of telling him to keep Damar-Wulan! Zivana doesn't know how to deal with her papa's evil plans."

Dhana still remained silent, being a good listener to Kinan like an old friend. While Kinan was still downcast, feeling unwell for what had happened to the Dhana family, making his good name get dragged into her ex-husband's problems.

"I hope Mr. Dhana and his family will accept my apology for representing my daughter. I will also be looking for Gibran!!! Because he also had to pay dearly for the mistakes he had made on my late father! I will not forbid Mr. Dhana, if you want to tell Damar about the reward that was promised if he succeeded in becoming the chairman of the osis. Because I'll also tell them on their first day of school again!"

Dhana remains silent, unable to lie to herself who is very angry with Gibran, considering Kinan is the wife of the man even though he is no longer. Making Kinan sigh resignedly, knowing and very understanding of Dhana's feelings.

"Maybe that's just my need to find you here. Then excuse me, Mr. Dhana. Thank ye. Assalamualaikum..."

Kinan moved, not wanting to wait for an answer from the host who was still unmoved, reluctant to see him even if just glancing for a moment. But Kinan realized, that this was karma because he had once rejected the sincere love of the man who was in front of his eyes at this time.

"Wait for Mrs Kinan!!!"

Kinan's steps came to a halt, hearing Dhana's voice finally being ejected, demanding that he turn around, seeing Dhana who had come up from a sitting position.

"I hope Gibran can be found soon and I and my family will also help you to find the bad guy, Ms. Kinan!"

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Do you agree that Dhana and Kinan are working together? Just to look for Gibran really, no other meaning️

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