The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 92 ~ Secret Sketch

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The rays of the sun crawl up, giving the light of a life covered in spirit, starting a new day, leaving a trail of memories in the previous day, giving a different life journey story to each human being, give the impression and message that the journey of life will continue.

"Sadha... You haven't slept all night?"

Sadha gasped, finding the mother coming from the direction of the room, looking at her closely while landing her body on the sofa. Looks beautiful and tidy, ready to go to the hospital as talked last night.

"Come to sleep, Mom. But here."

"Why not in the room?"

"Sadha just in case, ma'am."

"You look tired, son!"

"Sadha will rest, Mom."

"When? You're not going to the office?"

Sadha leaned back limp, smashing her head that felt sore and tired.

"When the Imam wakes up. We'll take turns and Sadha's day off work first, ma'am. Very tired of it. Hoam..."

Ms. Aini let out a long sigh, remembering the words of the two last night, made her sleepy eyes instantly open wide, hearing the story of Sadha and the Imam telling her everything nonstop. Making Ms. Aini and Mr. Aidi never thought that her daughter-in-law's past was as bad and painful as that.

This is in addition to the events that happened on the train tracks. A draining event, an event that almost took the life of the youngest son because of the devious work of Gibran.

Not quite getting there, the long story goes on, involving the kids with his heroic stunt full of suspenseful drama. Aiziel's appearance at the beginning, as Mala's savior but changed position by threatening Dhana's life. Followed by the heroic action of Wulan, followed again by the heroic action of Aifa'al who unexpectedly his appearance, until at the end closed by the heroic action of the granddaughter who is very dangerous.

Hearing the grandson injured and taken to the hospital had made Ms. Aini roar, wanted to leave when midnight was still on guard, wanted to make sure the condition of her grandson and youngest daughter-in-law was fine. But thanks to Sadha, the Imam and Vanny were very patient, able to melt and convince Ms. Aini that Mala and Wulan were fine there.

While the five handsome heroes, after arriving at home they all immediately rested. Once there was a little drama that happened, when Damar realized where Aiziel, Aifa'al, Syahal and Shahil had not reached the house of the oma. But all the drama could still be well controlled by Aifa'al who took over, spoke as necessary when he became suspicious again, and managed to save the others.

"You better move into the room, son. It is morning and you can rest in peace now. After all, a bad person like Gibran has been caught, so you don't have to worry anymore, Sadha." said Ms. Aini who persuaded the son.

"Don't ask Sadha into the room right now, ma'am. Sadha's afraid!" sadha answered, leaning her head on the back of the sofa.

"Fearful? Scared why?" sulk Bu Aini.

Sadha clucked softly, covering her eyes with her arms, breathing heavily, as heavy as something she was holding. After returning from the hospital in the middle of the night, instead of immediately resting and falling asleep, it makes him unable to sleep because of the actions of his own bars who do not know the situation and local time.

"Sadha. answered Mother! Why are you afraid?" timpal Bu Aini was curious and astonished.

"Vanny, Mom. The time he turned on the AC until the room temperature exceeded the north pole. I'll know for myself that Sadha is not as strong cold as young. But Vanny won't budge!!! So, Sadha went out and slept here." replied Sadha, annoyed.

Instead of answering, Ms. Aini just laughed loosely at the answer of the middle son. As Sadha clucked, it became more and more upset with the mother's response.

"Mas Sadha's a big lie, Mom!!!"

Sadha rose, sitting up from her fall when the ear caught the voice of the wife who came over. While Bu Aini was still giggling, holding back from laughing, but everything was in vain.

"Honey.. Where are you going?" sadha asked, watching the appearance of the wife, wearing office clothes as usual.

"Why are you lying to me, Mom? Didn't you sulk because of your invitation to play snake ladder last night I refused, hmmm?" vanny's whiff, puff.

"Stairways?" ask Ms. Aini confused.

Sadha patted his eel, but the wife's carelessness made him blush in shame. Glanced at the wife who seemed to bite her thumb, smiling, revealing her white teeth.

"I mean Vanny snake ladder game, ma'am. Sadha had invited him to play but he refused because of exhaustion." - Simpal Sadha.

"It's your own fault, son. Tired but still taking your wife to play games. You are not children anymore!!!" seloroh Bu Aini, holding amused in his stomach.

Sadha and Vanny look at each other like a horse, grateful because the mother does not really understand the snake ladder game they mean. Making Sadha snort amusedly, giving a sharp look full of meaning to the wife who was still giggling with anxiety at her expression.

"Oh yes Ma'am, Sadha forgot that today there was a meeting with a client in the office. Sadha go upstairs to get ready, Mom." replied Sadha, switching the mother's conversation.

Sadha moved, approaching the wife who was smiling, covering up the sudden embarrassment, letting her husband pull her into the room, leaving Bu Aini with a head shake.

"Are you ready, honey?"

Ms. Aini turned her head, looking at the husband who was dashing and ready to go to the hospital, as agreed last night.

"Already, Mas. Let's go now!!!" replied Ms. Aini who was ready, moved while reaching for her bag of clothing.

"Sadha, Vanny and Imam how?" ask Mr. Aidi who looked in his eyes.

"Let the Imam rest first, Mas. If it's Sadha and Vanny, it looks like they're going to the office before they go to the hospital. Earlier, Vanny was ready to go to the office." said Ms. Aini who looked up.

"Yes, I also told Bi Iyah. To prepare breakfast for our grandchildren. For our breakfast, we will buy it outside, yes." said Mr. Aidi.

Ms. Aini nodded obediently, holding the hand of the husband who was commenting on the smile. They set off for the hospital, seeing the condition of Dhana, Mala and Wulan.

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"Sir Gibran.. There is someone who wants to meet you now!!!"

The head that was originally hiding behind the knees, lifted up. The voice of the baritone Police guard rafters attracted the attention of a figure in the prison cell with the number twenty-five prisoner. Gibran frowned in wonder, who is now visiting him.

Slowly Gibran moved, walking out as per the guidance of the Police guard, leading himself towards the visiting room, where a figure of a visitor was waiting for him.

"Please! Speak as necessary! You've only got ten minutes!" exclaim Police.

Gibran gave a faint snort, staring intently at the Police guard as if he wanted to finish off his enemy, but the still conscious Gibran kept him quiet. Then it sat right in front of that strangely dressed figure.

"Who are you?"

"It's me, sir."

Gibran frowned, looking at the movements of the mysterious visitor who opened slowly the hat and his false glasses. Gibran was flabbergasted, not believing the assistant was still free.

"Bram... What are you doing here?"

"I have something for you."

Bram held out a folded paper, gave it to Gibran who still did not understand the intention of the assistant, acting recklessly to come to the Police station just to give the paper.

"Read and understand, Sir!!! I will be waiting for you at the location that I have written on the paper!!! Then, excuse me before the Police suspect my movements." exclaimed Bram who looked alert, wearing a disguise.

Gibran fluttered, grabbed a folded paper given by Bram who was about to move, making his eyes widened perfectly in a second when the eyes saw clearly a sketch that was believed to be a secret sketch. Making a cunning sharp grin engraved, staring in amazement at the handwork of Bram inside the folded sheet of paper.

"Wait Bram!!!"

Bram who was about to pass turned around, turning his head quickly towards his master.

"Do Kinan and Zivana know?"

"No, Mister. But it looks like it will."

Gibran moved, approaching Bram who stood firm while bowing his head.

"Take them to Singapore, before my presence in this place is known! Tell me that I'm waiting for them there!!! Make the story as if I'm taking them on vacation. But when they're there and I'm not there, tell them that I'm going to another country, meeting clients in an unspecified time!!! Ask them to settle in as long as I haven't asked them to come home! Kinan and Zivana must not know any of this." Gibran said, walking around the assistant.

"All right Sir!!! Trust them in me!!! I will make sure that Non Zivana and Mrs Kinan are not aware of this matter" Bram replied in full compliance.

"Good!!! I trust all of this with you, Bram!!!" gibran said, smiling slylyly.

Bram nodded obediently, going to do whatever the master ordered.

"What about Bima?" ask Gibran.

"He's still safe, sir." replied Bram.

"Do you know what to do?" asked Gibran, glancing at Bram meaningfully.

"Very well, sir." replied Bram.

"Good!!! Make a plan, after you have successfully sent Kinan and Zivana." Gibran said, turning again with a sly grin.

"Okay sir." replied Bram obediently.

Gibran grinned, impatiently waiting for the night to come, where something would happen in this place that would let him loose.

"Your time is up! Please out!"

Bram nodded, leaving the visiting room, leaving the master staring at his back from within with a proud grin. Police guards brought Gibran back into the prison cell.

Wait for me, Mala. I'm going back. Take something that will surely ruin your life forever. You must feel loss, as I have felt in the past. Gibran murmured in a laughing heart.

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"Sir Bram..."

Kinan gasped, finding the assistant of the husband standing in front of the fence of the elite house owned by her husband, suddenly appeared in front without the sound of his car engine and greetings. Makes it almost hanger.

"What's the matter, Mr Bram? Didn't you come with my husband to Singapore to see a client? Why is Mr Bram here?" asked Kinan who was overstretched, curious.

"I came here because I was told by Mr. Gibran to pick up Mrs and Non Zivana. You asked you to come and follow him to Singapore." said Bram.

Kinan frowned confused, not understanding the intention of the husband's assistant who suddenly wanted to take him and the princess to Singapore at Gibran's request.

"What's Mr Bram for? I just haven't gotten any news about this from my husband." replied Kinan, astonished.

"Mr Gibran would like to surprise you and Miss Zivana, Madam. So you still cover it from the Madam and Miss." said Bram, reassuring the employer's wife.

"But Mr. Bram..."

"Vacation? Papa's taking a vacation?"

Kinan's words were successfully trimmed by the sound of a loud cry coming out of the house when he heard the word holiday. The figure of the owner of the chirping sound was moving, running closer to the mother and Bram. Making Kinan sigh heavily, massaging his temple which was suddenly afflicted with pain.

"Is Papa really taking a vacation?" asked Zivana with a twinkle of happiness.

"Yes, Miss. Mr. Gibran is currently waiting for Miss and Madam. I booked two tickets and left today. There's still an hour left for Madam and Miss to get ready. So, I will wait for you here." said Bram, taking the opportunity when Zivana appeared in the middle of the conversation.

Zivana enthusiastically snatched both sheets of plane tickets from the hand of the assistant papa, jumped happy when saturation came whack effect locked by the mother in the house continuously.

"We're not going to take Papa there!"

Zivana was stunned, seeing the two tickets were forcibly taken by the mother, making her mood back bad after the incident last night. Where the mother again angry when he saw her home ushered by Bima in the middle of the night, drove her lover subtly with super sharp insinuation. Making Bima embarrassed but still respect Kinan as the mother of the lover, then leave after dropping him off.

"Why Mother? Zivana wants to go there!" zivana replied, looking annoyed at Kinan.

"No!!! Do you remember what punishment Mother set last night because you secretly went out with Bima? And what makes Mother most disappointed until now is, you come home when the night is late and it's with Bima!!! You are so outrageous, Zivana!!!" kiss Kinan, angry.

"Bad mother! Zivana wants to follow Papa to Singapore! Point!" zivana, growled.

"If Mother says no, it means we won't go Zivana!!!" kinan toilet, angry.

Kinan breezed in, leaving Zivana and Bram still flabbergasted. Bram was frustrated at once, feeling that his wife would really not want to go to Singapore. While Zivana who saw Bram panicked, walked. Approaching the father's restless assistant.

"Is Papa really in jail, sir?"

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Happy Reading All 😇😇😇

The initial part is a little intermezzo for those who are still tense because of the previous part, sorry if the intermezzo shows to the bars an Sadha and Vanny 😂🧡️

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