The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Missed Episode 53 ~, Coming!

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"Well.aaaa..."

It turned out that there was a guest of honor who was visiting the two different women of that generation. Dhina, more precisely the spirit of Dhina. The beautiful figure walked slowly, approaching her mother and her beautiful niece. The sweet smile that Miss Aini so missed and everything since 20 years passed did not escape her face.

Life goes on, but who can guarantee the recovery of the mother who lost her daughter, is it okay? The answer is, of course not!!!

Bu Aini and Wulan looked at each other, still stunned to not believe what they now saw in plain sight, in real terms. Occasionally Bu Aini and Wulan rub their eyes, trying to brush off the hallucinations created. But the spirit of Dhina commented on the beautiful smile, standing right in front of the two women he loved so much and missed so much.

"Mother..it's Adek! Mother's favorite daughter! Father's beloved daughter! Mas Ammar's younger brother Mas Sadha and Mas Dhana! Adek really misses Mom." said Dhina's spirit.

The crystal thread dripped, drenching the radiant beautiful white face of Dhina's spirit. Same with Aini and Wulan. Their eyes were perfectly rounded, clear spheres dripping endlessly, staring at the radiant face wrapped in hijab before them. Slowly, Ms. Aini stepped up, carrying a stiff body, approaching the spirit figure of the beloved princess.

"I-this...i-this is right you, honey? Are you dreaming, son? Is it true that the one in front of Mother at this time, is the beloved daughter of Mother who has long disappeared?" said Bu Aini who felt, until his hand touched the smooth skin of the spirit of the princess.

Dhina nodded, smiling beautifully with a longing look in her sparkling eyes. His hand stretched out, signalling that he was eager to hug the mother tightly. Ms. Aini smiled bitterly, scattering instantly into the warm embrace of the spirit of the princess.

Bu Aini's cry broke out, reverberating across the ceiling of the room that Dhina had long left behind with thousands of sweet memories within. No less broken, Dhina slammed her face into the deck that she missed. The ever-present warm embrace for him, the ever-soothing warm embrace, the warm embrace that outweighs the night bonfire. The cry of the two women of different generations and different worlds was increasingly whack, fishing sobs of the little girl who helped witness how lucky the onty compared to her who could never feel the warmth of the birth mother's embrace.

Whether there is a miracle what today, the spirit of Dhina can touch and even hug tightly to Bu Aini as much. The feeling of wanting to return to the real world, but it will not be possible for people who have been away for years. Dhina wiped the clear fur on her face, loosening a little of her warm embrace from her dear mother. Raised hands, gently rubbed the face of the mother who was wet due to crying sob. A smile rose, dribbling to the level of the little girl who was crying alone.

"She's your twin daughter, baby." said Ms. Aini who gasped for a hiccup.

Bu Aini's hand seemed stuck, reluctant to move from the back of the beloved princess. Slowly Dhina stepped up, approaching the crested Wulan crying sobbing. Dhina knelt down, aligned high with the height of her beloved little girl.

"Wulan darling... Wulan knew Onty, didn't she, son? It's Onty! Her twin sister papi Wulan!" dhina said while cupping Wulan's face.

Wulan nodded, her face was already wet because of the increasingly swift crystal circles wet the cheeks. Dhina grinned bitterly, clutching a tiny body reminiscent of childhood. Almost the same as Wulan, a small and petite body, became the darling of all.

"Don't be sad anymore, honey. Trust me, your mommy's heart will soon be open to you, son. Onty always prayed there for you, Damar and your papa to be happy. Keep health! Don't get sick, son! Because health is very expensive and difficult to obtain for those who are sick. This is a test for the strong. God will not give a test beyond the ability of his people. Always pray for your mother. She is a good woman but her heart has not been able to fully accept the reality of your life." said Dhina, stroking the head of the nephew who is no less unfortunate than him.

"Aaaa.. aaaaa.. aaaaa!" wulan replied who was reluctant to break her embrace from Dhina.

Dhina nodded, turning towards the mother who seemed to understand Wulan as well. Dhina also commented a smile, broke a little embrace, stared fixed netra Wulan carelessly while wiping her tears.

"There's no way Onty can do that, honey. You can't say that yeah. You must get through this difficult time! You must be stronger than Onty, son! You are strong, you are healthy and you are smart!!! You should be able to, and don't end up like Onty!" dhina cupped Wulan's face.

Wulan bowed miserably, making Dhina unable to bear and then grabbed her body back. The clear thread seemed endless in his eyes today. But Dhina tries to calm her beloved niece. A split second passed, Wulan looked calmer, making Dhina break her embrace and approach the mother.

"Dear dear Mother! Sorry, if Adek's departure makes Mother's heart broken and fragile. Maybe only I'm sorry to tell Mom and our family. Adek please, Mother and Mas Dhana must be strong to face the attitude of Kak Mala! Adek believes Kak Mala is only a khilaf because his little heart is covered in something Adek himself does not know. Adek is sure, Mala will change and can accept Wulan, Mom!" said Dhina who grasped the hand of the mother tightly.

"Mom believes so much, baby! I love you too, son! Wh why? Why did you leave Mom? I want you here, son! I want you to stay in this house! I'm so devastated by your departure, baby!!!" replied Ma'am Aini who was unable to withstand sobs.

"She's gone because Adek's limits are over, ma'am. It has been 20 years and today God is giving His power until Adek can stand in front of Mother and also Wulan. Adek was grateful, but Adek had to go!" said Dhina who came dripping the crystal circle.

"Can't you just stay here for a day, son? So that Dad, Dhana and Damar can also meet you." asked Ms. Aini.

"She doesn't have much time, Mom. Only Wulan and Mother are the purpose of Adek here. Come on, Wulan, ma'am. Strengthen her heart and do not let Sister Mala hurt her!" dhina replied, smiling, reaching for the mother's face one last time.

Ms. Aini again sobbed, clutching the body of the granddaughter who stood by her side, staring at the departure of the princess for the second time after 20 years had passed. A thin mist comes shrouding, carrying Dhina's spirit after giving up longing for her mother, leaving Bu Aini and her nephew in silence. But for the sake of Wulan, Bu Aini must remain strong, in accordance with the request of the spirit of the princess who has gone.

"That's your onty, honey. She's just as pretty as your mom, isn't she? Just like you too, son." said Ms. Aini while stroking the granddaughter's face with affection.

Wulan nodded quickly, praising in her heart how beautiful the onty was when it came to approaching in the form of a spirit, unable to imagine how beautiful the onty was when she was alive in the past, must be so beautiful beyond her spirit.

'Onty Dhina is really very similar to Mami, Oma. While hugging Onty, Adek felt that he was hugging Mami'

His breath that was still mocked, brought to say his heart to the oma, revealed how similar the face of the figure of the onty with the face of the beloved mami. While Bu Aini who saw the language of the grandson nodded his head, befriending the crystal circle that was still dripping without permission.

"Oma will treat the wound on your back, dear." said Ms. Aini while smiling bitterly, switching the conversation so that her tears stopped dripping.

Wulan nodded obediently, carrying a body that still feels pain sitting on the edge of the bed and then followed by the oma who returned after taking the medicine box inside the nightstand.

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"Mas Dhana's..."

The morning passed, changing the afternoon with a beam of sunlight that was getting more dazzling, turning the time machine so that it arrived at the end of daylight time. His duty as a Muslim has been done, sitting on a cloth in the direction of the Qibla, fingers are brought to dhikr, praising the Creator of the heavens and the earth and its contents are very perfect, chanting word for word that strung into a sincere do'a from the heart, brought this man of two still looking valiant children into silence.

Degh's!

Dhana was stunned, staring at the face that carved a beautiful smile with sparkling eyes full of happiness and peace. The face still looked the same, beautiful and still young, there were no wrinkles on that face, making Dhana pangling and reluctant to blink.

"Guild-whole..."

"Yes, Mas. It's Adek!"

Dhana stepped, one step, two steps until it was right in front of the spirit of the younger brother who still smiled at him. Visible clear spheres piled up in the eye patch, staring at the nano of a shimmering figure before him at this moment. Raised a limp hand, grabbed that face. Hoping that the hand could touch the younger brother who came in the form of a spirit. There is no fear at all, but only a passionate longing, carving out old memories that have been buried with the body of the younger brother, leaving a deep wound peerless.

Grep's!

Dhana embraces the body of the spirit of the sister, hugs her more tightly, beats the tightness of the stamps attached to the envelope, adding to the haru atmosphere that envelops the hearts of both. The twins of Bu Aini are separated by distance. Distance that can not be measured how far, invisible distance that can not make the two to meet each other. Dhana and Dhina cried, hugging tightly to each other, shedding long-buried longing.

Thank you for this very, very precious time, O God. Thank you for giving me this great power. Thanks to this time I was able to meet my family. The family I had long left behind. Mumbles Dhina's spirit in the heart.

Silent. No one has yet opened their voices, still hugging each other. Cheek dear continued Dhana landed on the head, forehead and cheeks of the spirit of the sister. Take advantage of situations and times that may be short, as she experienced before her marriage took place 13 years ago. It feels like a dream today. The figure that is always in the heart, the figure that is missed comes closer.

Chequek!

The door of the room opened, surprising Dhana and Dhina's spirit who was dissolving in the atmosphere of a day full of tears of longing, making the two men who opened the door of the room perfectly wide when they saw a beautiful figure sparkling.

"Silts..."

Dhina's spirit grinned bitterly, wiping the crystal feathers that drenched her radiant beautiful face wrapped in white hijab. While Dhana was still sobbing, wiping away the increasingly heavy tears. Dhina's spirit stepped up, approaching the two who were still standing glued to the doorway.

"Mas Ammar's... Mas Sadha's..."

The soft, raucous voice seemed to whisper, rubbing the ears of the two men who had just come and intended to meet Dhana. Ammar and Sadha were dumb, tongue-tied, staring at this first new figure they saw after a long time no. Glassy eyes, leading hands to reach for the real body of the spirit of the younger brother.

"Mas doesn't dream, does Dek? Is this really Adek? Adek has returned to this house. I miss this little brother. Don't leave it again, dear. Stay here, in the midst of all of us! Don't leave again, dear." said Ammar, unable to hold back tears that flowed without permission.

Dhina smiled bitterly, hugging tightly the beloved firstborn without saying anything. A moment later, Dhina broke her embrace, turning to the middle mas who was still dumbstruck. But her tears still flowed.

"Mas Sadha's..."

Sadha was crying softly, her tight chest carrying her to grab the body of the twin sister, hugging her tightly. Missing, very longing. No one could measure how great the longing in the hearts of the three grown men was.

"Sorry, Deck! Adek must be disappointed in Mas! They broke their own promise. Sorry, Deck! I miss Adek. I miss you very, very much, dear!" said Sadha who sobbed, peeling baby forehead to the cheeks of the spirit of the sister bertubi.

Dhina's spirit resigned, letting the beloved mas kiss her repeatedly, as Sadha always did when she was alive. Then re-embraced the body of the middle mas, grabbed the hand of the firstborn mas and the twin mas are still glued in their respective places.

Now it looks like a beautiful sight. A scene that has always existed in the past, where the youngest brother was alive and well, hugging each other tightly together. Although the age is not young anymore, it does not discourage the three adult men to embrace each other, placing the spirit of the sister right in the middle of them.

For a few minutes, the spirit of Dhina was in the deck of the three dear mas. Then later, Dhina broke her embrace until the three of them looked at her meaningfully.

"Adek is very grateful, because today Adek can meet Adek's favorite people in the world. Adek was also grateful that Mas Ammar and Mas Sadha came at the right time. There's something Adek wants to tell you! Before Adek must return again to the original Adek nature."

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Happy Reading All 😇😇😇

We reunite briefly yes 🤧🥺 author again miss the same late namesake with author 😅 hopefully the presence of the spirit of Dhina in this part can treat the longing of friends yes.

Do not cry yes 🤧 enough author aja who until stopped 3x his writing because cry and ngak strong to continue 😭 too use heart nih because, even though the finger typing is not heart😅

Translate Wulan Sign Language above :

"Take Wulan away, Onty!"