The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 152 ~ Event Farewell 2

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"Mas... that's Wulan, right?"

Even the flabbergasted Dhana was not expecting what he saw ahead. Seeing the princess standing on stage along with a luxurious white piano instrument.

"Yes, Honey. That's our daughter." said Dhana.

"Why is there a piano there?" mala asked, astonished to see the princess who had been sitting in a chair and was ready to play the piano.

"Is this the surprise Adek meant?" timpal Syahal, clapping his hands with his spirit to see the younger brother there.

"It could be, Mas. But since when is Adek good at playing musical instruments like the piano?" timpal Shahil, applaud.

"When we never see Adek playing a musical instrument, right?" timpal Aifa.

"Even Mas also never knew that Adek can play the piano." said Aiziel.

"Wulan can play Dhana piano?" vanny asked, flabbergasted to see his nephew.

"Dhana also does not know, sister." said Dhana, astonished and surprised to see the princess.

Dhana and Mala looked at each other. Seeing Wulan up there, it really astonished them. Especially when the little girl sat in front of the piano with her elegant, did not look nervous on her beautiful face. Until finally the music from the piano was heard, hypnotizing all the audience who initially clapped loudly.

Silent!

Only the music that Wulan played was heard at this time, making everyone drift in the music of Wulan's tiny finger-pig game. Unknowingly, tears trickled down Mala's face. Didn't expect that his imperfect daughter could be so agile as to play the piano in front of the crowd without being nervous.

The drap!

The cry of someone's footsteps on the stage instantly stole the eyes of the audience. No exception also with the large family of Dhana who were present, when their eyes saw Damar walking, approaching the podium near the Wulan piano. While Damar reviewed his sweet sparkling smile. His appearance was also no less handsome, wearing a black tuxedo with a bow tie there, making Damar charm radiated.

"Love letter to Mami and Papi...!"

The words of Damar who stood gallantly in front of the podium echoed, making Mala, Dhana and the others even more incredulous at the appearance of the two.

"Mami. maybe only this love letter that Wulan can offer to the wingless angels Wulan and Mas Damar, namely Mami and Papi. Wulan was not very good at making poetry, this was all Wulan could give. In this love letter, Wulan and Mas Damar want to say that we love Mami and Papi very much. Thank you for all the great struggles Mami and Papi have had over the years, taking care of and looking after us until we are in our current position. Thank you for the immeasurable affection from Mami and Papi for us. Without Mami and Papi, we wouldn't be able to get to this point. Happy always yes, Mi, Pi. We both love you very much."

Mala sobbed, hearing the words of the son who read the love letter of the princess, for him and Dhana. Making Mala's guilt on Wulan come back, enveloping her touched heart. Fishing other tears, remember the life story of Wulan is far from perfect. Hated by many and hated by his own mother. Not only Mala, Aifa'al and Shahil who had also hated the sister also cried.

Prok!

Prok!

Prok!

The sound of applause echoed again, combing the ceiling of the tent that stood firmly in the middle of the school square. Everyone stood up, giving a huge appreciation to Damar and Wulan after stopping their appearance, to provoke all tears to drip amidst the hubbub. Not only the audience, Damar and Wulan themselves also shed tears full of haru.

They hugged each other up there, shedding the newness that filled their hearts on this special day. While Kinan, who had been watching their performance, cried, remembering something that made him know everything about Wulan's hidden ability.

One week before the event was held, Kinan accidentally finished teaching, saw Wulan who was playing the piano in the school music room, accompanied by Damar who sat in the room. Making Kinan curious, until he decided to listen and watch with his own eyes how Wulan played.

Kinan was astonished, hearing how adept Wulan was at playing his fingers on the instrument. Not expecting that all this time, he as the principal did not know Wulan's pent-up talent was very good and beautiful. Kinan was upset by himself, so he decided to call Damar and Wulan after that day. Until it was revealed everything there, that the intention of Damar who wanted to join the election of the chairman of the osis at that time, was, to help the younger brother so that the younger brother can play the piano at the festival to be held. But the plan vanished in an instant because of Gibran, until Damar's hope was also destroyed. But now, Kinan gave the opportunity to Damar and Wulan.

Kinan let out a heavy sigh, guiding his foot up the stage of the event.

"As a principal I am very proud of them. Damar Wulan, they are students of my pride. Damar is a brave and tough young man, the protector of his sister at school. Wulan..she is my special student, behind her imperfect identity, she has a myriad of achievements that are very abundant. The proof today, although he can't talk but he's very agile playing the piano. And right now, I as their principal also want to announce the highest UN score that one of the best students and students in the school has achieved!"

Damar and Wulan looked at each other, the intention of those who wanted to get off the stage was actually held fast by Kinan who was now embracing their shoulders, as if not allowing them to leave now. While Dhana and Mala also looked at each other in wonder, so did Pak Aidi and Bu Aini, Ammar and Ibel, Sadha and Vanny, Aiziel and Aifa'al, Syahal and Shahil. Curiosity enveloped their minds and all the spectators.

"The "highest National Examination score was achieved by.... Wulan Prasetya Nandala...!!!"

Wulan was flabbergasted, hearing Kinan's exclamation saying his name so loudly, to the applause of everyone, including the family who were no less surprised by this, he said, he established himself as the highest scorer of the National Examination this year. Making Wulan's tears fall instantly while turning to Damar who smiled proudly at him.

"Congratulations, Dek...! Mas very proud of Adek." said Damar, no less haru until his eyeballs also dripped.

Grep's!

Wulan's cry broke out, hugging Damar tightly on the stage of the event. While Dhana and Mala who saw were also no less moved, until their eyes had been wet from crying touched earlier.

"Not only Wulan, the second highest score was also successfully achieved by her twin sister, Damar Prasetya Nandala...!"

Now the flabbergasted Damar, did not believe the words of Kinan who looked at him with pride and haru. Making Wulan's tears flow more and more, knowing this.

"Congratulations, Damar, Wulan. Mother, as the principal is very proud. You are so inspiring to the other young people out there. You are compact and love each other. May you be successful in the future, son. Make your parents as proud as they are today" Kinan said, giving them a trophy and a charter of appreciation.

"Thank you very much, Mrs Kinan. Without Mother's services, we would not be able to be at this point. Thank you very much, Ms. Kinan." Damar replied, representing his sister's word of thanks.

"Together, dear." said Kinan.

Damar and Wulan also throw each other a smile, brandishing each other the trophies and charters they get to the top with pride, showing that they managed to graduate with the best value. Making Pak Aidi, Bu Aini, Ammar, Sadha, Dhana, Ibel, Vanny, Mala, Aiziel, Aifa'al, Syahal and Shahil very proud to see the achievement of both of them are very brilliant.

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Damar and Wulan left, out of Kinan's study, running quickly towards Dhana and Mala in front of the school gate after the school's farewell.

Grep's!

"Bapies are proud of you! You two are very accomplished little angels of Papi. Thank you, son." said Dhana, stroking the princess's face.

"Mami also did not think that this beautiful Mami's daughter was very good at playing the piano. I'm sorry, my dear. All this time Mami has not been a good mother to you two, especially Wulan." Mala said, gently stroking the heads of both of them.

"Mommy don't talk like that anymore. Mami is the best mother of all time, just like Oma, Bude and Bulik. You are the tough women that we all have in this world." said Damar, who smiled at Mala, Ibel, Vanny and Bu Aini.

"Oma was proud too. Oma's grandchildren are all great. Oma is grateful to have all of you." bowed down Bu Aini.

"You both managed to educate them, Dhana, Mala. Now they grow up to be very good and sweet children, achievers too." said Sadha, no less proud and moved by today.

"It is not in vain Pakde canceled all schedules in the hospital for the sake of your event. Thank you, son. We all made tears when we saw you perform earlier. You know, your papi and onty have also appeared on shows like this!" timpal Ammar, stroking the heads of both.

"Really Pi?" asked Damar, never heard the story of the papi and his onty that part.

"Ck! Why open the old sheet anyway? It's been a long time!" suduk Dhana, glancing at the firstborn mas.

"But it's true, right? Yes, although at that time you were not like Damar because only Adek got the general champion." replied Ammar, glancing at Sadha who giggled.

"Hahahaha, that means, Uncle lost dong to Damar. Who is patient, Uncle." said Syahal who began to recur his illness.

Glasses of laughter echoed for a moment when he saw Dhana's expression that changed pias because Ammar opened the old sheet with his twin sister who had passed. While Kinan who was there also chuckled, seeing for himself how warm and harmonious his great Dhana family was.

"Pak Dhana, Miss Mala. I also want to apologize for everything that has happened so far because of the actions of my ex-husband. Honestly, I'm really embarrassed. But I have to stand strong for Zivana and this school. Once again, I congratulate Damar Wulan on the family." said Kinan, commenting on the smile to all.

"All this is also thanks to the help of Bu Kinan. Because of this matter Bu Kinan was also carried into it. Thanks again, Mom. Because it has educated my children." replied Dhana, smiling faintly at Kinan.

"Then what about Zivana, Mom? Is she okay?" mala asked, curious and pitying at the fate of the girl.

"After his father's funeral one year ago, I decided to send Zivana to my sister's place in Yogyakarta. He was fine even though at first he was angry with me because I had killed his father. But as time went on, after Zivana calmed down, she went back to school there, her condition got better and she wasn't angry with me anymore" Kinan said.

Dhana is unmoved, as well as everyone who knows that Zivana is Mira's biological daughter. Mala also knew about it because Dhana had never told her story with Dhina before Mala was present in her life.

"I also want to say goodbye to everything, because after this it is no longer me who will be the principal here. I have to step down and focus on taking care of Zivana. Tonight I will go to Yogyakarta, catch up with Zivana and settle there. Once again I'm really sorry, especially to Wulan. Because all this time, Zivana's always been bothering you. I hope, you will forgive Zivana's mistake." said Kinan, staring fixedly at Wulan's bead.

Wulan commented a smile, nodding quickly while holding Kinan's hand, as if answering that he had long forgiven all of Zivana's mistakes.

"Thank you, Wulan. You are well yes. I love Wulan." said Kinan who cupped Wulan's face.

Wulan nodded, her tears dripping back. Kinan hugged Wulan, before he left.

"Then I say everything. Assalamualaikum.." Kinan said, raucous.

"Wa'alaikumsalam.." Everyone answered.

Kinan went on, stepped heavily but still had to do for the good of Zivana. He has given up his position as headmaster, and intends to focus on taking care of Zivana, his daughter. Making Dhana, Mala, Damar, Wulan and the others sigh heavily. Looking at Kinan who chose to leave, settled outside the city.

***

No time kept turning until night came. Wulan who was happy today was sitting by the window, breathing the night wind that blew, making this night more comfortable for her. While everyone was already sound asleep, lulled into a dream after having a dinner together to celebrate Damar Wulan's graduation. Making everyone choose to stay in this house, stringing happy together that has long been lost due to many problems.

Wulan also moved, approaching the award trophy that the school gave her. Long Wulan stared at the chalice, giving countless thanks in her heart, confirming the words of someone she had heard, that there was no test beyond the limits of human ability. Making Wulan smile bitterly.

Feeling that his body was also tired, Wulan moved. Carrying the trophy and the charter in his hand to the closet. Looks like Wulan wants to keep the sacred object for later memory.

Bruk!

But when Wulan was about to lay down the chalice and the charter, a small, dark brown box fell from the top of his closet. Making Wulan gasp, then put his trophies and awards charter into the closet first. After finishing, Wulan grabbed the small dark brown box and took it to sit on the bed.

Slowly Wulan opened the lid of the box, until a bracelet was seen there. Wulan's forehead shriveled, trying to remember something related to that thing.

This bracelet is given by a boy who once came to me in the city park at that time. Yes, the boy who suddenly came in while I was sitting and crying in the city park because Mami left me at school by myself. Yes, I just remembered. All this time I've been trying to find this bracelet because I want to find the boy. Does he still live in this town? Wulan murmured in the heart.

At once Wulan's gaze glared, remembering the pieces of his childhood that were very gloomy and far from the love of the mother. Because Mala always left Wulan at school alone, making the girl often visit the city park which is not far from the school.

The city park is where Wulan waited for the papi to come to pick him up, to meet a boy who was 5 years older than him. But who is he?

I hope he is healthy and happy always. He's a good boy. And may I still be given the chance to meet that good boy again later in life. Because thanks to him, I was able to get excited again that time to get through all the problems. Thank you, I hope we can meet again later even if I don't know when. Wulan murmured in the heart.

Wulan let out a long sigh, then closed the small dark brown box containing the bracelet, placed under the sleeping pillow, hoping that he would meet the boy in a dream.

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