The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
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While walking quickly and smiling, Oma spread her hands towards us.

"Nuri, Zain, you're really longing for him" Oma said with a happy smile that could not be separated from her lips.

I returned his smile and accepted his old body. We hugged each other shedding a sense of longing both I and Oma.

"Why did you guys just come here? though Oma almost every day expects you to come."

"Sorry Oma, Nuri's just got her now."

"You, is that really a busy woman?"

"Very Oma." Raihan.

Then Oma glanced at Raihan who was holding Zain and Raihan gave his sweetest smile to Oma. But Oma just smiled faintly at him. After that with impatience, Oma forcefully took Zain out of Raihan's hands.

Raihan's face is bending." This oma doesn't talk about taking my son."

"As for Oma, Zain is my great-grandson."

"That's not Oma, I feel sorry for Oma, Zain is heavy so I'll just carry."

Oma glanced in annoyance at Raihan." Even though I look old but I still have energy that is not less powerful than you," said Oma slightly underestimated the power of Raihan. Raihan jakun looks up and down to see Oma. While I smile, just look at them.

"Yes Nuri came in," asked Oma and she walked first.

I nodded then followed behind her as well as Raihan but not with doctor Bayu.

"Geez!" call doctor Bayu who's behind us. Raihan and I turned around.

"Why Bayu?" Ask Oma.

"The wood has to go to the district now Oma, many patients are waiting."

"But there's a baby guest."

"No, what is Oma. Saving someone's life is far more important than just receiving an unimportant guest" Raihan and Bayu's doctor said.

"Yes already then. You are heart!"

The baby doctor smiled at Oma but not at us. I was confused at his attitude which was no longer warm to me let alone to Raihan. Doesn't-don't doctor Bayu like me and jealous of Raihan? I unconsciously shook my head at that thought.

"Why you, baby?" Ask Raihan. It turned out that he was paying attention to my body's gestures.

"Oh, it's okay." I smiled awkwardly.

"Yes, come in" asked Oma to arrive. We nodded and followed him.

Oma invited us to sit on the couch and call one of the ARTs to make us some drinking water.

"Is there anything so important that you remember coming here?" Ask Oma in a quip.

Raihan and I looked at each other. I myself was confused about what purpose I came to this house because Raihan was the one who invited me. I chose to be quiet and let Raihan speak.

"Emm, this is Oma. We came here in addition to being happy and also wanted to ask something about Oma," said Raihan. I don't know what to talk about with Oma because Raihan didn't tell me before.

"Ask something, what's that about?"

For a moment Raihan was silent but soon he asked. While pointing at the bracelet worn by Zain." Does Oma know the bracelet Zain has in his hand?"

Oma scrunched her wrinkled forehead and held Zain's hand with a bracelet. It just so happened that Zain was on the bench by her.

He looked at the bracelet in detail. I waited for his answer with a feeling of wastiness. But shortly afterwards he shook his head.

"Oma doesn't know the bracelet. Oma just saw it this time."

I was silent as well as Raihan.

"Is Oma sure?" Raihan made sure Oma came back.

"Yes sure, Oma just saw it this time. What's with this bracelet?"

"Finding the owner of the bracelet? isn't that Nuri's bracelet?"

Raihan.

"Is there anything else I want to ask you about Oma?"

"What else?"

"Is the second child of the newly born Bu Hanum really dead?"

"Yes, he's dead. I myself saw his face and saw his funeral along with burying his mother."

"Rai, why do you have to ask the same Oma?" My toot.

Raihan.

"What is this Nuri?" Oma asked me.

"That's...."

"My last question is Oma. Please tell me at the hospital where Hanum's mother gave birth?"

"What's this about? why are you asking me about my deceased son?" Oma's voice began to rise. Perhaps she was upset that Raihan had brought up her dead child and left her with deep pain.

"Sorry Oma, I don't mean that. I...just want to help find the parents of my future wife."

I slightly rounded my eyes to see Raihan. So he asked to be escorted to Oma's house to find out my origins.

"What do you mean?"

"When Nuri was a baby, she was found by someone in a dumpster with the bracelet."

Oma looked dumbfounded to see me. I don't know what he's thinking.

"And Oma knew, from the first time she came to this house and saw a photo of a woman who looked like her, she was often hallucinated by her figure and sometimes through strange dreams."

Oma was even more astonished that her mouth was wide open.

"Is not the age of the death of Oma's son twenty-seven years ago? Does Oma know how old Nuri is now? his age is the same as the death of Oma's son."

Oma stared fixedly at my face with old eyes that were already glassy. Then, he grabbed my face.

"Do you know what Nuri's full name is?

Oma shook her head with a face that did not turn away from my face.

"His full name was the same as the name that was behind the bracelet was Oma. Nuri Aisha B's. Isn't the tombstone of Oma's granddaughter named Nuri Aisha Bagaskara? and I believe the initial B on the bracelet is Bagaskara not Baharudin.

Immediately my face shifted to Raihan. Am I really Bagas' son and Hanum's mother Oma's grandson? But it feels impossible. They all thought I was dead and they saw the body.

Oma looked at me more and more and more and her tears had been spilled one by one.

"What, is it possible that you were the baby born to Hanum twenty-seven years ago? But...but the baby is dead and I saw the body myself."

I also cried to see Oma shed tears. It is my great hope that this old woman is my Oma. I may be his grandson while he says that his grandson is dead and he sees his own body.

"We're doing DNA tests and just demolishing the tomb, Oma."

We looked towards the source of the sound turned out that doctor Bayu was standing quite close to us. I don't know when he was standing there because we didn't hear him coming.

"Wood.." said Oma.

"Well, I agree with doctor Bayu's idea. But if to do a DNA test we have to wait for Mr. Bagas to come home from abroad first," said Raihan.

"How about we just dismantle the tomb while waiting for papa to come home." Doctor Bayu gave advice.

Raihan.

Oma hugged me." Whoever you are, Oma already considers you like Oma's own granddaughter Nuri. But Oma hopes you're really Oma's granddaughter." Oma was crying hugging me. So did I cry too. What Oma expected was the same as me. Not because Oma is rich that I want to admit but especially Oma's very warm attitude to me.