The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 98 ~ Tucked Pilu Story

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"You should all go home and rest! Let me and Mom take care of Mala and Wulan in the hospital!"

Time kept turning, turning day into night, orange ink scratches became more and more faint, exchanging with black ink scratches that incarnated into night, scattered stars, befriended the moon.

The body is actually tired, even very tired. Still brought to strapping, sitting between the beds of the two women he loved, waiting for the time when both will wake up from his sleep. Fishing pity that sees, do not bear because it has been two nights Dhana did not sleep properly.

"No, Dad. Let Dhana take care of Mala and Wulan here. Father, Mother, Mas Sadha, Sister Vanny, Imam and the children are home. You must be tired too!" dhana replied, looking at all her family.

"But you are also tired, Dhana!!! I'm afraid you end up sick too if you don't rest!" timpal Bu Aini, persuaded Dhana.

"Dhana can rest here, Mother. Precisely Dhana is worried if Father and Mother remain here." replied Dhana, evasive.

"Father and Mother are right, Dhana!!! Otherwise, let Mas guard Mala and Wulan!!! You go home and rest. Then tomorrow you can come back here again." said Sadha.

"Dhana's been too much trouble for Mas Sadha and Kak Vanny. Right now, let Dhana take care of Wulan and Mala because they are the responsibility of Dhana, Mas." Dhana replied, refusing again.

Sadha let out a heavy sigh, turning towards Vanny and the Priest for a moment who seemed to nod, agreeing with Dhana's suggestion which was indisputable if it was like this. However, how to persuade the man of two children, if his heart remains tight it will be useless to persuade him.

"Yes, if that's what you want. But if anything happens, then quickly contact us all at home!!! Don't act stupid alone!!! Your silat science is not as great as the science of Father, Mas Ammar and also the Imam!" seloroh Sadha, giving spiritual food to the twin sister.

"What is Mas Sadha's great silat science?" chirps Dhana, flirting back at the mas.

"Because of that, I didn't get on the list!" sudang Sadha, turned away his face.

Dhana's laughter broke, followed by laughter all who were anxious to see Sadha's expression. But the laughable at this time even actually reviewed the smile, relieved if all the anxiety that still enveloped the heart, now disappeared even if only for a moment.

Just a moment ago, after hearing all Dhana's explanation of Wulan's condition, especially Mala. Sadha's impalement, given the bad attitude Mala had towards her daughter, has now been revealed. Justifying the alleged heart that was supported by the arrival of the younger brother at that time, made him understand now, that Mala was not actually evil. Due to the traumatic event he had been experiencing so far, making him shackled, trapped in the past that is far from good.

"So right now we want to laugh until Mala and Wulan wake up, or want to go home?" sadda chirps, stop the laughter that is increasingly heard dimeh.

"Hahahaha..be patient, Pa! It turns out Papa's sense of humor came down from Syahal. Hahaha.." replied Syahal who was increasingly amused.

"Kh!!! Who is the father here you or Papa? The child has no morals!" sudang Sadha, staring at the son.

"The character of your son who has no morality is derived from you, Mas!!!" tympanic Vanny.

"Already, already!!! Sadha and Vanny if you have met Syahal, your laughter will never be finished!!!" sulk Bu Aini, broke the tickling joke.

"Just Mas Syahal, Oma?" timpal Shahil.

"You don't have to follow them!!! They are very bar-bar!!!" answer Ms. Aini.

Laughter as if endless, making the stomach feel cramped if it continues to be brought to laugh even longer.

"Yes, let's go home! Pity Mala and Wulan if you have to hear your laughing voices!!!" timpal Pak Aidi's.

Everyone nodded obediently, moving from their seats. They walked out of the hospital room, followed by Dhana who delivered.

"Uncle Imam went with Ziel's car only. Let the car you brought stay here for Uncle." said Aiziel who walked.

"Your uncle will come with Opa!!! You and Al go straight home. Pity your sister also needs rest." said Mr. Aidi, chiming in quickly advice the grandson.

"How's Uncle?" ask Aiziel.

The priest flinching, hearing the words of his father-in-law, reminded him of a short message sent by Ammar while he was gathering. The short but meaningful message of command, successfully made Imam in a dilemma, anxious that all his family would know of his illness.

"Hmmm. It has been three days Imam is in Jakarta but Imam has not met Kak Ibel. It is not good if the Imam does not come to visit Kak Ibel. Can't you, Dad?" the priest replied, trying as quietly as possible.

"Of course you can, son. Ibel must be happy to see you coming to his house. But remember!!! You have to be careful!" said Mr. Aidi.

The priest nodded, commenting on a smile of relief that left him claustrophobic, afraid that the father-in-law would be suspicious. But everything is finished easily.

"Gpa... Damar didn't come home. Damar wants to accompany Mami and Adek with Papi here." said Damar who raised his voice after staying silent since then.

"Yes already... Opa can't ban you! Then we all go home. If there's anything quickly tell us!!!" replied Mr. Aidi, rubbing Damar's head, turning towards Dhana.

"Yes, Dad.." replied Dhana, smiling.

"Tell us all that Mala and Wulan are conscious, Dhana!" imam exclaimed, extending his hand while giving the car keys.

"Surely Mam.." replied Dhana.

"We go home first, Dhana." said Sadha.

"Be careful!" exciting Dhana.

Mr. Aidi, Ms. Aini, Sadha, Vanny, Imam and the children left, leaving Dhana and Damar staring at them in front of the ward door of Mala and Wulan. After his family lost sight, Dhana also invited Damar back in for a break, keeping while relaxing for a moment.

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"Mas...would not, accompany Al to the Apartment first to pick up clothes?"

The legs that wanted to be brought into the car stopped, getting the request of the sister that made her rather shocked. Taking clothes in the Apartment? Is Aifa'al going to stay home again after all this time? It made Imam and Aiziel throw one another a glance, and let the opa and paklik car go home first.

"You want to stay home?" ask Aiziel.

"It's great that you're home, Al. Especially Mommy and Daddy. They must be very happy that their youngest son will stay at home again." replied Aiziel, turning to the uncle.

"Ziel's right, son. Then let's go to the apartment first. After that we just went home. Before the night gets late. Come on!!!" the smiling Imam.

Aiziel nodded obediently, got into the car and was followed by the sister who nodded along. Sitting in the back alone, Aiziel sat with the Imam driving. Fast down the road, through the night wind that is increasingly blowing, accompanying them on their way to the Apartment.

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"Why haven't you woken up yet, Pi?"

Dhana sighed heavily, dribbling her eyes that were originally focused on the wife, turned towards the son who was sitting next to Wulan's bed. Chin-mounted looking at the face of the brother who never realized, creating anxious strokes that came whack suddenly.

"If Mami is clear, but Adek. Why didn't Adek wake up too Pi?" said Damar who continues to rummage anxiously.

"You need to be patient, Damar. Right now your sister is resting, just like Mami." replied Dhana, trying to calm her down.

"But the dosage of Adek and Mami drugs is different, Pi! The doctor deliberately gave Mami sleeping pills so that Mami could get enough rest and not hysterical anymore. But if Adek... It's okay, isn't it Pi?" cercah Damar's.

Dhana breathed a heavy sigh again, moved from her seat and approached the son.

"Wulan's fine, son. You need to be calm and patient. Waiting for someone we love so much in a time when conditions like this do require patience. There is a phase where they will wake up and there is a phase where they have to sleep. Don't you worry!!! Wulan and Mami will definitely wake up." said Dhana, trying to convince the son.

Damar sighed resignedly, choosing to put his tired head beside the hand of the younger brother, taking him to dreamland in a short time. Making a smile Dhana painted, accompanied by a raised hand, stroking the head of the daughter's son alternately, giving a warm kiss good night sleep on the head of both of them who are asleep tired.

"Good sleep the king and his queen Papi."

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Ting Nong's...

The sound of the bell of an Apartment room unit suddenly sounded, making the atmosphere at night that was getting late felt very gripping. The dim light of the lamp, making him alert, looking here and there, making sure that the situation is still safely under control according to plan.

Chequek!

The door of one of the apartment's room units opened, making him rush inside before anyone saw.

"Sit down, sir!"

"Have you done it?"

"Not me! But my man!"

The master hurriedly sat down, regulating the hunting roar of the breath, stabilizing the speedy heartbeat, beating the speed of the time loop that kept going. Opening the uniform that is attached to the body with the number twenty-five plate, throwing it in any direction because it is no longer wise if you have to wear it.

"Good Bram!!! Thanks to your persistence and hard work, I was able to get out of that cursed prisoner's cell. Thank you Bram! I will not forget all of your services!!! I will give you a bonus for your achievements!"

Bram nodded slowly, bowing his head in a sign of respect to the master. Who else if not Gibran Athaariq. Turns out Gibran managed to escape and somehow managed to. Now Gibran is already in the apartment room on the 10th floor, where only the upper class can pay and inhabit the luxurious rooms.

"Now what should I do, sir?" ask Bram who is still standing.

"We wait until the boy comes!!! Have Kinan and Zivana gone to Singapore yet?" gibran replied, looking quickly.

Bram was silent, sighing deeply before telling him everything that had happened to his master's son and wife. Instead of being angry or upset, Gibran grinned, satisfied after hearing that Zivana was not disappointed, even supportive and had helped Bram, making Kinan go to Singapore with his plans that were no less cunning.

"Let's wait for the boy! After that, we have to go home and pick up Zivana!!! I'm sure Kinan will definitely come back again. And oh yeah, did you do my plan? Plan C if plans A and B are unsuccessful?"

"Already Master!!! I did everything well according to plan. I've tapped into Miss Zivana's phone, and you're guessing right. If the child is trying to contact Miss Zivana for help. I have also prepared a place for Mr and Miss Zivana to temporarily hide. That place can't be tracked by the police and I'll make sure it's safe."

Gibran smirked in satisfaction, not expecting the assistant to be so reliable like this, working hard for money. Doing plan after plan without having to be ordered, only requires one plan then another plan will appear by itself.

"But you calm down. That child will never be able to contact Miss Zivana again. I have made Miss Zivana's phone as if it was busy and difficult to contact. As requested by Mr. Gibran."

Gibran grinned with satisfaction, got up from his seat and walked towards the window. Staring at the expanse of the night sky that is getting festering, black and filled with thick clouds as if to signal that a big rain will soon fall in a moment.

"We need to solve this big problem first. After that, we just put together a new plan and certainly a plan that is more effective, faster and does not waste a lot of time. Once stabbed, all enemies die!"

Bram who stood behind Gibran nodded obediently, bowing to all orders, not caring about others. Only care about yourself who is currently struggling to get money, financing the lives of loved ones.

"Rest first!!! Let me wait for the boy to come!"

Bram nodded obediently again, bowing for a moment a sign of respect before retreating to rest in accordance with the decree. Walking towards the room near the kitchen, rushed in and laid down a very tired body. Reverse something in his pants pocket, to appear a piece of paper in the form of a picture of a smiling girl.

"So, I'm sorry, Deck. Brother was forced to do all this, for your sake!!! So that you can finance your treatment and you can recover like you used to. Wrong brother! Brother, I'm sorry, Dek!"

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