
Mirah blinked those beautiful eyes, the incident felt like a real dream for her.
"Ah, my body hurts," he murmured
"The mir...Mirah, are you conscious?" omi and Anisah look very anxious to see the state of the sister
"Sir omi, my sister told me.Why are you here?" the question is still a bit absentminded
"You've been unconscious for three days,"
"Three days?" Mirah did not believe me
"Yes, you were found unconscious in Banceuy prison, near the cell of former Sukarno sir," explained cu'eng, who was always faithfully waiting for Mirah
"Is that so? then where am I now?"
"You are in the hospital, we are very worried about you.Sepah, the people of Moses and Nana have also been notified" said Omi
"Sister told them? well, they must be very worried about me,"
"Of course they are worried, but we are more worried if something bad happens to you and they are not informed" said the brother Anisah
"Where are they now?" Mirah looked around, but found nothing to look for
"When they came here, they always kept you faithful.Pity once denied and Moses, it was so sad and worried to see your situation, let alone Nana your son, he ceases to cry.Until the puffiness of his eyes, he,I forced them to go home and rest at my house" he continued
"Why are they being told?" Mirah curious
"Sister picked them up, went there.Using Mr. Rahardjo's car,"
"Hmm, thank you," he said short
"Tell me, what really happened?" pinta omi and cu'eng
"Ah that..I only help the old grandfather beggar, after that I intend to return to the cafeteria.But instead fell and hit hard, eat it hurt all," Mirah forced to lie some, but some,it's impossible right, to be honest about passing time, or is it really just a dream?
"It's not just a dream, but you're really crossing space and time, but there's a little reward I'm asking of you" a similar voice echoed in the head of the mirah
"What draw?" ask mirah reflex
"Drawling? what reward mir?" anisah and omi frowned, and so did the cu'eng he came to approach Mirah and stared fixedly
"No, it's nothing" Mirah wavered, she realized only she herself heard the voice.
It turned out that cu'eng caught the behavior of Mirah who was excited, he could guess that there was something that was kept close to the idol of the heart
"I know you're hiding something" she whispered in Mirah's ear
"So tau," Mirah looked away
No lam the doctor came to check the condition of mirah.And after it was confirmed that the beautiful woman was fine and did not lack anything, finally the doctor allowed her to go home.
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Mirah went home to the house of Anishah, where Moses was greeted and Nana cried
"Mother, why is it so long?" Nana cries as she hugs her mother
"I'm sorry dear mother," Mirah kissed dear Nana's head
"Thank God you're okay, I was so worried when your brother picked you up and said you were found unconscious in the prison environment" a look of worry on Moses' face and was scolded
"Yes, Alhamdulillah," Mirah smiled, and kept everything close, without any intention of telling anything about her passing through time
"Well, let's finish the crying.Mother is very hungry, is Nana too?" Mirah immediately diverted everything under the pretext that she was starving
"Ah, let's all eat.I deliberately cooked a lot earlier,ayo Nana same tea aam sitting," aam invited Nana to sit nearby
And after ascertained Mirah is fine, separated Musa and Nana immediately returned home to her hometown in Curug taneuh, because Nana school and not yet off.Of course with ushered in a car by omi.
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Time passed, days changed Sunday, weeks changed months, and months changed years.
Now several years ago Mirah worked in the city of flowers, the purple-eyed silver ring was still embedded in her index finger, because the ring could not be removed, before the giver could get his reward
Such was the whisper that Mirah could, every day Mirah prayed and asked God in her prostration to be given the salvation of the hereafter and herself and Nana and her loved ones, always in the protection of the SUPREME CREATOR
Years had passed from the extraordinary event he had experienced, but there was no sign of suspicious or anything from the ringgiver.
And now is the new year holiday, of course Ratna Manggala will visit swkalian vacation to his place
Trisa Pak Rahardjo's son and Desi trisa's nephew have been waiting enthusiastically for the arrival of the good friend who is none other than Ratna, even so long for them to pick up to the station ushered by cu'eng (cieee, cieee,all look for the face of mr. cu'eng.Biar sanctioned kyanya ,sama Nana๐ )
"Nanaa...!" a familiar voice for Nana, she has memorized the voice of her best friend trisa
"Haiii, trisaaa desii, I miss you guys," Ratna poured into the arms of her two best friends
Ratna manggala
It was greeted with a stretch of his two shabats.
"We're also missing, Nana's same," they hugged while turning around
"Hello mr cu'eng, is it healthy?" nana asked the slender man
"Yes, as Nana saw, good father is fine," cu'eng threw the best smile, actually in the heart of the deepest he felt happy to be asked the news of Nana
"Let's go, we'll leave soon.Your mother must have been waiting," she asked the beautiful girl
Finally, the four of them boarded the car and headed towards PD Rahardjo.
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Arriving at the canteen, Mirah welcomed the arrival of her beloved daughter
"Sayangnha the mother has arrived," then the mother and the child embrace tightly, Mirah kissed the princess with a tube
"It's definitely Nana Laper, isn't it?" ask the mother
"Come, your mother has prepared food for you.Neng trisa, neng Desi,ayo all come to eat with Nana," asked Mirah
"Well, it just so happens that we're very hungry" Trisa and Desi giggled
"Me?" cu'eng pointed at him
"Follow it if you want" said Mirah short
The relationship between Mirah and cu'eng is not yet certain, since the events on the train a few years ago they never again do that.
Mirah like to keep her distance, she felt that her sins were piling up if she continued to follow her desires
Finally the four of them ate voraciously, trisa Desi,da Ratna, Mirah and cu'eng! looks like a happy family with three beautiful princesses
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