The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 9 ~ Soft, Like Silk

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"Who's coming, son?"

Just as Ammar, Ibel, Aiziel and Mala were about to walk in suddenly the soft voice of Bu Aini was heard. They all looked towards Bu Aini who was walking with her husband towards the front door.

"Ammar, Ibel, Ziel..."

Bu Aini was suffocated, instantly his eyes sparkled to see his eldest son coming to visit the house with his wife and child. Seeing the happy mother, Ammar and Ibel smiled and walked up to her.

"Assalamualaikum, Mother, Father." said Ammar and Ibel while greeting the two in turn.

"Wa'alaikumsalam Darling... How are you guys doing? I miss you guys so much. It's been a long time since you guys have come here to see Mom and Dad." replied Ms. Aini who hugged her eldest son.

"Ammar the same Ibel apologized, Mom. Lately there have been a lot of patients in the hospital, so we haven't had time to come here. But because of Mother's handsome granddaughter, we came here." replied Ammar, breaking his arms and embracing his son's shoulder.

"Oh so if it wasn't for Ziel, you wouldn't have come to visit us in this house, son?" timpal Pak Aidi embraces Ammar's shoulder.

"It's not like that, Dad. Since yesterday Ibel and Mas Ammar have had the intention to come here. But yes, every time we have the intention there must be an obstacle. And today, Ziel just happened to arrive in Jakarta after years of not coming home to finish his studies. So we came with a surprise." replied Ibel who smiled as she struggled spoiled in the hands of Bu Aini.

The streak of happiness emanated from Bu Aini's face when he heard that Aiziel, his eldest grandson had graduated from college when he was 20 years old. Proud and happy of course for a grandmother when she heard the happy news about her grandson. This is what the mother of three is currently feeling.

"So your college is over, honey?" asked Bu Aini while stroking the head of the grandson standing before her.

"Thank God, Oma. Ziel graduated from college thanks to do'a Oma, Opa, Mommy and Daddy. Tomorrow Ziel will start looking for a job that suits Ziel's wishes." replied Aiziel who grabbed the hand of the oma and regretted it.

"Oma's proud of you, honey. All the do'a-do'a that Oma sent, only to Oma's children and grandchildren. You also have to succeed like your parents." said Ms. Aini who smiled happily.

Ammar, Ibel, Mr. Aidi and Mala were moved to see a very beautiful scene in plain sight at this time. The view of the grandchild with the oma that is very soothing to the heart of anyone who sees it.

"Oh yes Oma, Uncle Dhana, Damar and Adek where? Ziel misses them a lot too, Oma. Especially that Ziel's little girl. Where are they, Oma?" said Aiziel while circulating looking for the existence of the figure he was looking for.

Mala's countenance changed when Aiziel mentioned her daughter's name. As if disgusted, even to hear the name of his daughter Mala looks reluctant like that. But Mala tried to cover it up because Ammar and Ibel were at home.

"Your sister and uncle are still sitting in the dining room, honey. Come on, let's go there!!! You guys haven't had dinner yet, have you? Then you must eat first." replied Ms. Aini while holding the grandson's sturdy hand.

Bu Aini and Aiziel walked in front and were followed by Ammar, Ibel, Mala and Pak Aidi at the back. As they walked, Ibel who walked beside Mala also occasionally glanced at her sister-in-law. Ibel saw the look on Mala's face that looked pias and sour as she walked towards the dining room.

It seemed that Mala's attitude towards Wulan had not changed either. His face looked sour as Ziel asked Wulan. Oh Allah... When will this servant sister-in-law open her heart to accept the condition of her own biological daughter. I could not bear to see Wulan. She was a child, but her mother already hated her presence in this world. Malas... Don't let you regret it, Dek. If your fate is like Mother's, maybe you will never be able to forgive yourself. Ibel murmured in the heart.

Ibel who was walking beside Mala was busy monologuing herself in her heart. The mother of the two children really had a silk-like heart, gentle and loving. The meek Ibel could not see a child hated by her parents. Especially with his profession as an obstetrician, making Ibel always faced with a situation where the figure of a mother who is struggling desperately to give birth to her child to the world. But Ibel's personality is very different from Mala who hates and does not want to admit her own flesh and blood.

Ibel also let out a long sigh while calming the turmoil of his heart which was actually very disappointed with Mala's attitude. But he could do nothing to resuscitate Mala but pray.

"room, Wulan... Look, Honey! Who's coming to our house?" sahut Bu Aini who still wrestled spoiled in the hands of Aiziel.

Hearing the voice of the oma, the two twins did not turn their heads quickly, as well as Dhana who was still sitting with her two children at the dinner table. The eyes of the two children also seemed to sparkle instantly and their mouths were also seen rounded to form a large O, when they found someone who was on the side of the oma.

"Mas Ziel's..."

The strangled damar then ran towards Aiziel and was followed by the younger brother who could not choke Aiziel's name like Damar. Thanks to the help of a tool in his ear, Wulan can hear the voices of those around him. And thanks to the device as well, the girl could hear the voice of the oma's voice from a distance.

"House, Adek..."

Aiziel who saw the pattern of the two's behavior also spread her hands to welcome the arrival of her twin sister. A moment later, the two teenage boys went straight into Aiziel's arms.

"Geez, it's been a long time since I've met you and now you're this big. Mas misses the twin sister Mas this." said Aiziel who holds the two twin sisters.

"We also miss Mas Ziel very much" Damar replied and represented his younger brother who was unable to make a sound.

Aiziel smiled bitterly, her heart was filled and warmed as she hugged the two. Since Aiziel entered college, he has very rarely visited the twin sisters of his uncle. Especially considering Aiziel who rarely came home, it could even be said never to return to Jakarta before his studies were completed outside the city. That's what makes his longing deeper towards his twin sister.

The atmosphere of haru was inevitable from the eyes of all who saw the scene. Similarly, Dhana who has been standing next to his father. But the atmosphere of haru was instantly silent as the sound of the sobbing sound of someone sounded so bitter.

Aiziel gasped when she found the back of her beloved little girl was seen up and down irregularly. Same with Damar and the others. They also throw a glance at each other when they see Wulan who suddenly cries in the tight arms of Aiziel's burly hands.

"Ziel..."

"Come, Damar! Come with me!!!"

Aiziel also carried the body of her beloved little girl like carrying a five-year-old little boy, then took Damar. Because he understood Aiziel's invitation, Damar went to the side yard. While the others still seemed glued, mute in their respective positions.

"Now, Ibel... You guys have dinner first, son. Mother and Bi Iyah deliberately cooked a lot for dinner tonight." said Bu Aini who was trying to break the atmosphere.

"Ammar, Ibel and Ziel had eaten before we came here, Mom. Because our arrival was sudden, so we were afraid that Mom wouldn't cook much tonight. It turns out, our calculations were wrong again. I'm sorry, ma'am." replied Ammar, embracing his mother's shoulder.

"Yes it's okay. Then let's sit in the family room. Mother will prepare snacks and drinks." said Bu Aini while rubbing the hand of the eldest son.

Ammar nodded and walked towards the family room with Pak Aidi and Dhana, then was to be followed by Ibel. While the smiling Ms. Aini also moved towards the kitchen.

"Mothers... Let Mala make drinks for Mas Ammar, Kak Ibel, Dad and Mas Dhana. Mother just join in the family room with them." said Mala.

"You sure?" asked Bu Aini who looked at the daughter-in-law with a probing look.

"Yes, Mom. Let Mala just. Mother, don't be too tired. Today Mala did not come to help Mom in the kitchen and let Mom cook alone. This time let Mala work ya, ma'am." replied Mala who smiled sweetly.

"Alright, dear." said Ms. Aini while rubbing the arm of her youngest daughter-in-law.

Mala smiled and moved, walking towards the kitchen. While Bu Aini was looking at the woman very fixed and sad.

She's still my good and polite daughter-in-law. Why was his heart closed to his daughter? Oh Allah... Realize that my son-in-law. Don't you make him regret one day for being late to love his daughter. Lest Mala have the same fate as me, who must give up the departure of my only daughter forever. Open the door of Mala's heart to Wulan, O God. Poor grandson. He suffered too much with all this. Don't you add to my grandson's suffering the hatred of his own mother. Mumbled Bu Aini in heart.

Unknowingly, tears escaped on the face of Bu Aini who still looks beautiful when looking at Mala's back which is almost lost by the dividing wall between the kitchen and dining room. And without realizing it, there were a pair of eyes that had not moved from his position since seeing the mother-in-law standing fixated on watching Mala.

"Mother..."

A soft voice accompanied by a soft touch on his shoulder suddenly spread the daydream of Bu Aini. Quickly, Ms. Aini wiped her tears and turned to the origin of the sound.

"Darling... Why are you still here, son?" asked Bu Aini who tried to cover her tears from the daughter-in-law.

Ibel also commented on the smile while wiping the clear feathers that fell on Bu Aini's face.

"Ibel was very understanding of Mother's feelings about Mala's attitude towards Wulan. Ibel felt the same way as Mom. But for now we can't go any further, ma'am. Mala is Wulan's mother. Perhaps, until now Mala still can not accept the fact that her daughter is not perfect as she hoped. Our job right now is to strengthen Wulan and pray for Mala, ma'am. Let time open Mala's own heart. We can only pray the best for both." said Ibel who calmed the mother while tightly grasping her hand.

Bu Aini let out a long sigh while gently rubbing the fingers of Ibel's hand that held her after hearing the words of her eldest daughter-in-law. There was not much they could do to change Mala's heart. A person's heart can only be opened wide, if the owner of the heart itself allows it.

"Yes, Honey. You are absolutely right." replied Ma Aini who smiled at her daughter-in-law.

"Mother, don't be too sad to think about this. Ibel and Mas Ammar will participate in helping Mother, Father and Dhana to support the development of Wulan" said Ibel who assured the mother-in-law.

"Mom trusts you, baby. And I am very proud to have a soft-hearted daughter-in-law figure like you." said Ms. Aini while stroking Ibel's face.

"Ibel learned a lot from Mother and Mother. Mother and Mother are role models of mother figures that Ibel is proud of until this moment. Mother's heart and Mother's heart are very soft on children. And from there, Ibel learned a lot, how to love and give love to children." replied Ibel who tightened his hands.

Bu Aini's heart really warmed when she heard the speech of her eldest son-in-law. The nature of Ibel has never been fruitful since the beginning of the meeting, until this moment. That makes Bu Aini and Pak Aidi, including Ammar proud to have Ibel. The figure of a career woman who is currently incarnated as a daughter-in-law and as a mother. But all that did not change the nature and character of Ibel.

"Your heart is very soft, dear. Thank you, for being present in our lives, including my son. I love you very much, son." said Ms. Aini while stroking the head of Ibel wrapped in hijab.

The touch of Bu Aini's hands are very soft success to make the heart of Ibel warm. Ibel hugged the mother-in-law who he considered like his own mother. The atmosphere between daughter-in-law and in-law was inevitable.

"Ibel also loves Mom and everything."

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