The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 60 ~ The Twins Have Not Returned

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"Dhana...why haven't your kids come home yet, son?"

The breeze blew melodious, playing beautifully like music in the twilight, watching the slow movement of the king of the day who would exchange the duties of the night moon. The time machine also rotates, moving from one number to the next, but the time that runs seems like a long time for Ms. Aini when she realizes that the two dear twin grandchildren have not reached home.

"Yes, Dhana. You said they'd be home by afternoon. But it's late, it's almost in time and they haven't come home yet. Have you tried contacting them?" timpal Imam turned his head towards Pak Aidi, Bu Aini and Mala.

"I've been calling Damar since, but I haven't been picked up. I'm also worried, Mam." replied Dhana, continuing to struggle with cell phones.

"Why don't you try to call Wulan? Who knows, if Damar's phone is off, Wulan's phone is on, Dhana!" said the Imam who provides a solution for the brother-in-law.

"If Wulan goes with Damar, he won't bring his cell phone, Mam. Because Wulan rarely uses a cell phone!!!" dhana replied without seeing the Imam, busy calling the son who had not yet returned.

The Imam fell silent, turning towards Pak Aidi and Bu Aini who seemed to be nodding their heads. Scars of anxiety were also clearly visible on the faces of the two, including Mala who was worried about the state of the son.

"How is this Mas? Damar hasn't come home until now. I was afraid something might happen to him." Mala said, sitting next to Dhana.

Just Damar. Mala still remains that way, worrying about Damar but not Wulan. Making the Imam sigh violently, massaging his temple when he saw Mala's attitude directly this time, did not expect that Mala had really turned evil on her own daughter. Not only the Imam, Dhana, Bu Aini and Pak Aidi were like that. Try and keep trying to stay patient, massage the chest in the heart, pray for Damar Wulan is fine out there.

Drrr...

Dhana jumped in shock, the sudden vibration of the phone rippled his daydream, turning to the phone that was still in his hands. Dhana frowned, staring at the caller's name on her phone screen.

"Assalamualaikum, Shahil. What's up, son?" dhana said, picking up Syahil's phone.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Uncle. Shahil asked, have Damar and Adek arrived at home? Since then, Shahil tried to contact Damar but was not appointed, Uncle. What's Damar doing in Uncle's house?" shahil sounded agitated behind the phone.

Dhana is stunned, digesting the words of the nephew who sounded panicked, asking the whereabouts of Damar and Wulan which he himself did not know where they are now. The look on Dhana's face provoked the curiosity of Pak Aidi, Bu Aini, Imam and Mala. They looked at Dhana with question marks.

"Why are you asking like that Shahil? Did Damar and Wulan get to see you?" dhana asked, trying to calm down, dismissing the worry.

"Yes, Uncle. Shahil did meet with them, because they had helped Syahil when Bima and her motorcycle gang friends raided Syahil. Damar Wulan also had to take Shahil to home and after that they were determined to go home immediately without being escorted by Mas Syahal, Uncle. Initially, Shahil and Mas Syahal were hesitant to let them go home alone, but Damar was too stubborn!!! So Syahil and Mas Syahal can only book a taxi online for them. But until now, Damar has not given any news, Uncle." said Syahil who told me everything.

Dhana was stunned, glaring away after hearing the nephew's explanation on the phone, making the pile of crystal feathers in his eyes visible, ready to decay instantly.

"The room and Wulan have not yet reached home, Shahil!" dhana answered suddenly.

"What's? No way, Uncle! Damar Wulan has been home since three in the afternoon. There is no way they have not reached home yet and there is no way they are stuck in traffic!!! Uncle don't joke!!! Don't scare Shahil and Mas Syahal like this, Uncle!!!" shahil sounded panicked there.

"But Uncle doesn't lie, son! Your two sisters haven't come home yet! Uncle has contacted Damar but the result is the same as you contact him." said Dhana, restless.

"Shahil, Mas Syahal, Papa and Mama will be there right now, Uncle!!!" said Syahil who immediately hung up the phone.

Dhana was stuck, the hand that was brought to hold the phone in her ear suddenly withered helplessly, the worry that was originally only reasonable, now turned into endless anxiety. His eyes glared out of nowhere, trying to neutralize the fear in the heart, making the curiosity of Mala, Pak Aidi, Bu Aini and Imam increasingly uncertain.

"What's up, Mom? Why are you keeping quiet? What did the shahil say on the phone?" timpal Mala looks increasingly panicked.

"What's the matter Dhana? Say, Son!!! What's up?" timpal Bu Aini who grabbed his son's hand.

Dhana turned her head, herding her eyes to look at the mother who looked at her expectantly, hoping for the good news she had heard from the son. Dhana was still speechless, taking a deep breath before finally telling her everything she said by phone. The story of Dhana successfully made the anxiety strokes on the faces of Pak Aidi, Bu Aini, Mala and Imam clearly visible.

"Then what should we do now? Please do something, Mom! I don't want my son to be out there." said Mala, whose tears just unravel.

"We'll report it to the police, son!!! I'm afraid too, if anything happens to Damar and Wulan. It's already night and they can't possibly wander out there without your permission." said Ms. Aini, who was no less panicked, her tears also flowed.

"Mother, Mala.. You calm down! Let Dhana think for a moment and find a good way out. If we panic, the exit we need will not be seen." said the Imam who calmed the two women.

"Priest is right, Mom. If we report this to the police, they will not immediately process the matter before 1x24 hours." said Mr. Aidi, calming the wife.

Dhana was still sitting dumbstruck, rubbing her frantic-looking face, frustrated with the problem this time. Regret enveloped him, regretting that he gave his twins permission to go alone without anyone protecting them.

"Assynoltom..."

"Wa'alaikum..."

Mr. Aidi and the Imam also moved, approaching the group of one of the families who came.

"Priest..."

"Mas Sadha's..."

The priest hugged the body of his mas-in-law tightly, shedding longing in a time that was actually not right as it is today.

"When did you get to Mam?" ask Vanny.

"So late, Brother. Come on, please come in!!!" imam said while giving way to all.

Sadha, Vanny, Shahal and Shahil rushed into the house. Sitting in the living room with Dhana, Bu Aini and Mala who are still stuck in panic.

"Papa's right, Uncle. Shahil also suspected Bima because only the child was brave and reckless to do this." said Syahil who assured the uncle.

"What makes Syahal and Syahil more sure is because Damar, Adek and Shahil had met on the road when Bima and his motorcycle gang members raided Syahil, Uncle. Our suspicions point to the child." - Syahal's increasingly corroborating chimps.

Dhana was still speechless, digesting the sentence said by his two nephews. Do not want to be rash in dealing with this problem, because the problem this time concerns Damar and Wulan. While the silent Dhana, Mala and the worried Bu Aini cannot stem her tears, leaving Vanny overwhelmed as she sits between the two, calming her mother-in-law and sister-in-law in a panic.

"Dhana... Is Damar's phone still active?" asked the Imam who had been silent since then, digesting the words of his two twin nephews.

"Still, Mam. But it was not lifted by him." Dhana replied choked, making him claustrophobic.

"Try giving me your phone!!!" imam said, stalling his hand, grabbing Dhana's phone.

Dhana gave his cell phone to the Imam, making him frown wonder, what would be done by his friend and brother-in-law.

"What will Uncle Dhana do with Uncle Dhana's cell phone?" asked Syahal who could not help her curiosity.

"Shahal.. turns out curiosity in you is still the same as before. Uncle is sorry that our meeting had to happen at a time like this. Uncle will track down Damar's number because his phone is still active. So it can still be traced through his phone number. Hopefully this tracking device can provide information about the whereabouts of your brothers yes." replied the Imam, but his hands are engrossed in a struggle with mobile phones.

"Can you trace Mam's phone number? Since when?" timpal Sadha was curious.

"Not so long ago, Mom. Hopefully we get a clue from this tracking device, Mas." said Imam.

Sadha nodded, believing in the sister-in-law that she really missed, but the situation made them to stay like this, harboring the longing effect of not meeting for the past 13 years.

"Assynoltom... Adek, I'm coming!"

The baritone's voice made everyone sitting in the living room turn at once to the source of the voice, finding Aiziel who came while carrying two small goody bags, which he had, standing glued to see anyone who was inside the house of the oma.

"Paklik, Bulik, Syahal, Shahil, Uncle Imam..."

Aiziel stepped wide, approaching all her family members who looked tense and panicked, sitting on the side of her twin sisters.

"Uncle Imam... When will I arrive in Jakarta? Why didn't you tell Ziel?" asked Aiziel who was smiling happily, looking at the uncle in front of her.

"Uncle just arrived this afternoon, son." replied the Imam who was still struggling with a cell phone, occasionally looking at his nephew.

"Ohh so. Then Paklik, Bulik, and the twins what are they doing here? Why did everyone's faces seem tense and panicked like this? Omas.... Oma and Anty Mala why are you crying? Where is Damar Wulan? Ziel has something for them. Uncle Dhana said that the little twins were champions! So, Ziel bought them a gift." Aiziel said, glad to see the goody bag in her hand.

The cries of Bu Aini and Mala broke instantly, hearing Aiziel's words that looked very happy after learning that her twin sister had received the title of class champion, making Aiziel gasp when he saw the oma and his anty crying in the arms of the bulik. While Dhana, Sadha, Pak Aidi, Imam, Shahal and Shahil are silent. Don't know where to tell Aiziel.

"Omm... Oma why? Ziel spoke wrong?" asked Aiziel who moved to sit to the side of the oma and calm her down.

Ms. Aini just cried, did not answer the question of the eldest grandchild, making her even more confused by everything.

"Uncle... What's wrong? Why is Uncle silent? Damar and Adek where's Uncle?" said Aiziel who now turned to the uncle.

"Damar and Adek haven't been home until now, Mas!" answer the shahil who represents the uncle.

Aiziel turned her head quickly, stared in disbelief at the words of her sister and moved again, sitting beside Syahal.

"What are you talking about Shahil? What the hell's going on? The story is now on Mas!" Aiziel.

The twins Syahal and Shahil look at each other, accompanied by a nod of Shahal to Shahil as if asking the twin sister to explain everything to her first child. Shahil let out a long sigh, telling her the true events that happened to her, Damar and Wulan before until it ended like this.

"We must meet Bima! I'll go see the boy right now!" Aiziel.

"Wait, Ziel! Don't be reckless, son. We'll wait for the results of your uncle's tracking device. Once we get a lead, we move!!!" timpal Mr. Aidi is blocking the grandson.

"But Opa, the boy named Bima is dangerous! He's the abuser of Adek! He did a Damar hit-and-run a week ago! And do not rule out the possibility, if he is also behind the problem has not returned Damar Wulan until now!" aiziel replied who was worried and agitated.

"Ziel... Opa's right, son. Don't be rash! We find a solution with a cold head. I hope Damar and Wulan are okay out there. We pray for them so that they can come home soon." - Sadha's chimpanzee who assured Aiziel.

Aiziel let out a rough sigh, the unease in her heart made her not want to sit down, walking here and there like a hot iron even hotter as it worried for her two twin sisters who had yet to return home.

"Dhana. But his position did not settle. Damar's cell phone kept running and now his position is in... parking lot delivery?"

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