The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 150 ~ Dhana Good Intentions

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"Why haven't you heard from the kids about Wulan? I'm so worried!"

In the living room, the restless and sleepless Ms. Aini chose to walk here and there like a hot iron. Making Mr. Aidi, Ibel and Vanny who are also there feel uneasy seeing Ms. Aini like that. It was three o'clock in the morning, but there was no word from Ammar, Sadha or Dhana.

"Patience, Mom. Soon they will all go home and bring Wulan." said Vanny, trying to calm the mother.

"If Mom panics like this, we also don't calm down. Quiet mother first yes." Ibel chimed, helped calm the in-laws.

"How can you calm down, dear? It's early morning. It's been over five hours they've all gone! Mom's feeling bad!" ma'am Aini replied, playing her fingers because the horn was not calm.

"Istighfar, dear. Do much do doto'a! Because the do'a of a mother is very powerful for her children." said Mr. Aidi, trying to calm his beloved wife.

Ms. Aini sighed heavily, trying to throw away the bad thoughts that continued to linger. But the heart of a woman with the title of mother can not be lied to, that at this time he was anxious, thinking about the fate of the grandson, son and son-in-law who was struggling to stop crime. Until finally Bu Aini also complied, choosing to sit again.

"Well...! Oh...!"

The sound of baritone voice that echoed simultaneously immediately shocked Pak Aidi, Bu Aini, Ibel and Vanny. They were just trying to calm a troubled heart. But after hearing the screech, their hearts jumped again, beating very fast this time.

"Shahal, Shahil... Why are you guys? Like a fire beard guy!" sumpul Vanny, anxious to see the behavior of his twin sons who bar-bar.

"Mas Al and Damar, Ma!" syahal replied, panting while massaging his chest.

"Al and Damar why Syahal?" asked Bu Aini, moved and approached the grandson.

"Mas Al and Damar are not in their rooms, Oma!" sahut Syahal, panting.

"What?" sahut Pak Aidi, Ibel and Vanny.

"They're empty rooms, Ma, Bude! Earlier Syahil and Mas Syahal could not sleep, then we planned to invite Mas Al and Damar to play PS. But by the time we got to their room, their room was empty! There is no one!!!" shahil Light that tells.

"Where are they going?" ibel said, not calm when he heard his son was not there.

"Shahil also does not know, Bude." replied Shahil.

"Is it possible they went after Dhana and the others?" said Vanny, turning quickly towards the sister-in-law.

Ibel shook his head faintly, as if afraid to answer yes or no while he also did not know where Aifa'al and Damar went without saying goodbye first like this. While Mr. Aidi who was originally calm, suddenly riled after finding news from his twin grandson. Just like Bu Aini who had started to calm earlier, but now his feelings were mixed back.

"Assynoltom..."

Baskets of arid field, watered by heavy rain. Such was the expression of Bu Aini's heart as it turned its head quickly as the greeting's cry echoed through the main door. Bu Aini's smile was painted, finding that her three sons and youngest daughter-in-law had already arrived home, carrying Wulan safely without lacking any of her body.

While Mr. Aidi, Ibel, Vanny, the twins Syahal-Shahil are no less sparkling. Seeing everyone return home safely. Though the gratitude was mixed with emotion, when their eyes saw Aifa'al and Damar who were between Ammar, Sadha, Dhana, Mala, Rumi, Aiziel and also Wulan. Justifying Vanny's strong conjecture before they all arrive home.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." replied Mr. Aidi, Ms. Aini, Ibel, Vanny, and Syahal-Shahil.

"I'm sorry we're all home late, ma'am" said Dhana, approaching the mother, who gave a grateful and relieved smile.

"Mommy almost died of a heart attack because there's no word from you all! Especially after hearing that Damar and Al are not in the room!" ma'am Aini replied, softly yet sounding annoyed and glancing at her two extremely reckless grandchildren.

Aifa'al and Damar looked at each other anxiously, mouthing the smile they were deliberately hiding within his bow. While confirming all the allegations, that after their secret action there will be mass tantrums from the house people.

"Sorry Oma...!" aifa'al said, calm down.

"Oma doesn't want to talk to the two of you!!!" sulkut Bu Aini is angry.

Aifa'al and Damar sighed again, following the will of the oma who was sulking because of their reckless actions, to provoke a crispy twitch that came out of the mouth of Shahal, Shahil, Aiziel and Wulan. Anxious at the expression of Aifa'al and Damar who suddenly pias because Bu Aini was upset. Not to mention the lightning gaze from the mommy, making Aifa'al and Damar shudder in horror.

"Great granddaughter Oma, you're okay, aren't you, baby?" asked Bu Aini, while gently stroking the wet mane of Wulan.

"Thank God, all the problems are done and all is well, ma'am" Dhana said, representing her daughter's answer.

Bu Aini was silent, turning for a moment towards the husband who was also looking at her. Likewise with Ibel, Vanny, Syahal and Shahil who are no less surprised to hear the words of Dhana if everything is finished.

"I mean it's all over, what's Dhana?" asked Ibel, astonished plus curious.

"Gibran has been caught, dear." - timpal Ammar, looking at his wife but the look on his face made Ibel even more confused.

"But why is Pakde's expression like that? Good dong if the old bangka was caught." Syahal timpal, no less surprised.

"Gibran is dead, Syahal!" timpal Sadha, look at the son flatly.

"What?" pekik Syahal-Shahil.

"You're serious, Mum?" ask Vanny, surprised.

"So serious, honey! Kinan had shot Gibran in the head until he fell from the top of the building" Sadha said.

The eyes are now rounded as if required to be more rounded more perfect, did not expect that Kinan was very brave to shoot Gibran right in the head. It's so beyond belief. No wonder that the best people, if hurt will turn into a cruel person.

"Innalillahi wainnailahi roji'un." said Mr. Aidi, Bu Aini, Ibel, Vanny, Syahal-Shahil.

"The police have taken care of everything and Kinan is also being processed by the police" Ammar said, looking at all his family.

"Then Rumi, are you okay, son?" timpal Bu Aini, turned towards Rumi.

"Rumi's fine, ma'am. Fortunately, Mr. Dhana, Mr. Ammar and Kak Bram came at the right time earlier." said Rumi who nodded, smiling.

"Thank God, everything is fine and back home safely" said Ms. Aini, smiling with relief at the sight.

"Oh yeah, where's Bram?" ask Mr. Aidi.

"Pak Bram is helping Ms. Kinan, Dad. Mrs Kinan had to pick Zivana up to Mr. Gibran's hideout" Dhana replied.

"Hopefully Ms. Kinan is not to blame in this matter, because the one she killed was a fugitive. I hope justice is for him too. He's also the victim of Gibran's crimes, isn't he?" said Mr. Aidi.

"Yes, Dad. Mr. Gibran has been cheating on Mr. Kinan for years, and the school funds have also been dredged by Mr. Gibran for personal gain" Dhana replied, knowing all of Gibran's crimes.

"Yes, I hope that Ms. Kinan is okay. And the problem of your sister's cafe, thank God everything is also fine. There are no casualties, only some Cafe materials that you may have to repair." said Mr. Aidi who sighed heavily.

"Thank you, Dad. Because he wanted to help Dhana take care of Cafe Adek." replied Dhana, smiling with relief at the father.

"Together, Son. I can only help you that way and do'a. The rest I leave to you and the Creator." said Mr. Aidi, smiling.

"Yes, you better take a break! Don't forget to clean yourself up! Yea?" exclaimed Bu Aini, stroking gently Wulan's cheek.

Dhana nodded obediently, then invited Mala and Wulan to rush to the room to clean up and rest.

"Aifa'al, Damar...!" exclaim Bu Aini, firmly.

"Yes Oma?" answer the two simultaneously.

"Come into your rooms! Take a shower and rest! Don't run away again and make Oma anxious! You understand?" serkas Bu Aini, be more assertive this time.

"The room is sorry, Oma." Damar said.

Aini ma'am gave a long sigh. Although annoyed but he could not linger angry at his handsome grandchildren, making Bu Aini melt down in a short time.

"Oma was angry because Oma was worried, dear. You go without saying anything, especially in the condition of Al's legs like that. Oma doesn't want Oma's grandchildren to be wretched. If you love Oma, love your parents and our family, don't do anything like this again! Okay?" said Ms. Aini, stroking the angry faces of her two handsome grandchildren with affection.

"Okay Oma.." replied Aifa'al.

"Yes Oma." replied Damar.

"Not only okay and yes!!! Now hurry you guys in, then catch a cold!!!" exclaim Bu Aini, back to ferocious mode.

Aifa'al and Damar nodded, moving from their place to the top floor, followed by Aiziel and Syahal-Shahil who were curious to hear the story of the two.

"Rumi. You can use the guest room for some and rest for a while, before your sister comes." said Ms. Aini, smiling at Rumi.

"Thank you very much, Mom. Sorry if Rumi has been a lot of trouble for Mom." said Rumi, reluctant to accept the kindness of Bu Aini.

"It's okay, honey. Think of this house as your own. Yea?" said Ms. Aini, stroking the pale face of Rumi.

"Thank you once again, ma'am." said Rumi.

Ms. Aini nodded, commenting on the successful smile enveloping the recesses of Rumi's heart, making her warm as if feeling the affection of a mother who had long lost in her life with Bram. Rumi moved, bringing her body into the guest room appointed by Bu Aini. Until a drop of crystal fell to split the cheek of the mother of four children, somehow when he saw Rumi made him remember the late princess who was gone.

"Look at Rumi, I'm reminded of your sister's late home." said Ms. Aini as she wiped her tears that fell.

Mr. Aidi sighed heavily, unconsciously his tears also dripped when his wife mentioned the name of the deceased princess who had died. Ammar, Sadha, Ibel and Vanny are the same. I was swept away by the sudden mood of the mother.

"Guys must have been happy there, ma'am. Moreover, he is not alone, there is also an Imam at his side." Ammar chimed in, his voice choked.

"How is it, son? So that the heart of Mother who was injured because of the loss of your sister can be healed as usual. I miss your sister so much." said Ms. Aini, trying to toughen up, holding back tears but couldn't, making everyone cry.

Mr. Aidi, Ammar, Sadha, Ibel and Vanny are just silent. Do not know what to give the answer to the mother whose heart is still wrapped in grief, despite the departure of the princess for many years.

"Guarantee, Mom. Ammar will try to cure Rumi's disease. Ammar will pay for Ammar's mistake on Adek in this way. Ammar promises that there will be no more hearts hurt by losing loved ones from his life. That's Ammar's promise, Mom!!!" concluded Ammar, his tears are still dripping.

"May Bram not have the same fate as your sister, Dhana. Pity him if he has to lose the only sister he has in this world." replied Ms. Aini.

Ammar nodded, confirming the words of the mother who gave her blessing. Not that Mr. Aidi, Sadha, Ibel and Vanny are not because they are just silent. Their silence due to the sudden mood that led them to the old wounds, recalled the long-missed late Dhina.

"Yes, you better get some rest! I don't want you guys to get sick. Come on!!!" exclaimed Bu Aini, telling his two sons to rest.

Ammar, Sadha, Ibel and Vanny. Enter into each room to rest before the morning comes. Followed by Mr. Aidi and Bu Aini who wanted to rest also after a night of vigil, making the body of both who were old quickly feel tired and tired. Unknowingly, from the top floor there was a pair of eyes that had heard the speech of the late Dhina. Making those eyes shed tears, along with feeling what his mother felt right now.

"Mas also misses Adek very much. Thank you, dear. Thank you for sending the Imam here. Thanks to the tracking device on Imam's phone, Mas was able to easily find Mas's daughter. May you both be happy there."

Dhana wiped her tears, trying to brush off the endless longing for her late beloved sister. Then Dhana turned around, intending to go to the princess's room but stopped, when she found Bram rushing into the house. While Bram looks confused, looking for someone who is thought to be Rumi.

"Sir Bram..."

Bram is sped up, finding Dhana coming down the stairs, approaching him.

"I'm sorry if I was presumptuous and went straight into your house, sir. I knocked on the door and said my greetings, but everyone seems to have gone to sleep. Once again I'm sorry, sir." said Bram, feeling bad and clearly visible on his face that kept his head down.

"No problem, Mr. Bram. Oh yes, what about Bu Kinan? Has he found his daughter?" ask Dhana.

"Alhamdulillah, Sir. Miss Zivana has been found and now Mrs Kinan is being processed at the police station for shooting Mr. Gibran until he dies, sir." Bram told Dhana.

"What about Zivana?" dhana asks, curious about Zivana's reaction after finding out that Kinan shot her father to death.

"Miss Zivana was hysterical, Mr. Dhana. But he also cannot blame Mrs Kinan for everything that happened, because Miss Zivana was quite aware of all the rottenness of her papa." replied Bram.

"Hopefully Ms. Kinan is not to blame in this matter huh, sir. Because what he killed was a fugitive. We just pray that Bu Kinan can get through everything." said Dhana, worried about Kinan.

"Right now Mr. Gibran's body is also being processed at the hospital, Mr. Dhana. Maybe the next morning his body will be buried." said Bram, telling Dhana about the news of Gibran's body.

Dhana just fell silent, not knowing what to say for the late Gibran who died in such a horrible way. Makes Bram understand that the father of the little girl who was the victim of his master's crime is not able to speak anymore.

"Then I want to ask permission to bring Rumi home, Mr. Dhana. I am very grateful for the kindness you have given me and Rumi. I owe you a lot of gratitude, sir." said Bram, still with submissive.

"There's no need to feel that way, Mr. Bram. It is precisely I who should thank Mr. Bram for helping my daughter and my family. I owe you a lot, sir." replied Dhana, with a genuine smile.

"No, Sir. I owe a lot to my family. With a big heart, you are willing to forgive my mistakes as great as Mr. Gibran. But what you did was just the opposite, even your brother wanted to help cure my sister's illness. I really feel very indebted, Mr. Dhana." said Bram who was downcast.

Dhana smiled bitterly, quite know with the rigors of life the figure of the man in front of her at this time. No matter the job is halal or haram, no matter if he is hated by the crowd for his crimes. The most important thing in Bram's life is only Rumi's recovery, making Dhana remember his other intentions for Bram.

"Work at the Cafe of my late brother, Mr. Bram!"

The head that had been bowed down since then, was now raised rapidly. Can't believe what he just heard from Dhana's mouth.

"P-pak Dhana trusts me?"

"Very, Sir! I'm sure, you are a very kind and trustworthy person!!!"

"But Mr. Dhana, I..."

"Come to my late sister's cafe tomorrow, and meet my Manager there. Tell him that Mr. Bram I trust to be the Manager at the Cafe."

Bram was completely agape, feeling a dream with all that he got suddenly and continuously.

"Sir Bram... Are you okay?"

"S-I'm confused what to say, sir."

"No need to be confused, Mr Bram! Just follow what I'm saying!"

"Thank you very much, Mr. Dhana. I am truly grateful for God's blessing today. Though I've been very mean to you and your children, but..."

"That's it, Mr. Bram. The past let it pass. Let time remove it. Now think about the future."

"Once again I am truly grateful, Mr. Dhana. All your services and your family will never be forgotten until I die even once!!!"

Dhana just nodded, assuring all of Bram's words that were already too much to thank him today. After everything was done, Bram and Rumi went home. Leaving Dhana who delivered them to the front, until a long sigh was heard coming out of Dhana's mouth after the car brought by Bram disappeared from view.

"Thank you for everything, God."

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