The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
Hugs, Bagas

The woman continued to say harsh words to me but I kept quiet and kept watching. Without realizing it his anger became the center of attention of visitors to the jewelry store.

"Dear, already. Shame on seeing people." The man tried to stop the woman's anger. But the woman did not rub it and instead brushed off the man's arm.

When the woman cursed me, Raihan came and grabbed me. The woman seemed surprised to see the presence of Raihan especially in the position he hugged me.

"What's this, baby? what's going on?" Ask Raihan to me.

I looked up at his face." I accidentally nudged his arm, baby," I said in a manner that I deliberately spoiled.

Raihan narrowed his eyes to see me. Perhaps he was astonished at my unusual attitude and uttered a word I rarely spoke.

"Bec...Raihan ka.mu.ke.why is it here?" Ask the woman nervously.

Raihan turned his gaze towards the woman."Auntie is here too? with....who is that guy?" Raihan asked back and asked the man beside him.

The face of the woman suddenly experienced a change no longer fierce like before but exuded a face of confusion and showed a wrong attitude.

"Certainly why was Aunt angry with my future wife?"

"What..candidate wife! wa... That woman is your future wife?"

"Yes, my future wife. Why?"

He looked at me, I looked back at his eyes without any fear. Suddenly both of his shoulders looked shuddering and his face looked agitated. After which, he rushed off without saying goodbye to Raihan. Besides not saying goodbye to us, he also did not pay attention to the man who came with him.

"Darling, baby wait why not buy the ring..." The man chased after the woman while continuing to chatter like he hoped to buy jewelry.

Raihan shook his head to see their departure. While I was staring at them with various questions in my brain.

"Had his son had a bad attitude turned out to be a reflection of his own mother's behavior. Poor husband, unbeknownst to his wife cheating with brondong behind him. Her husband must know that his wife is cheating. But.why did we not take a picture of it yes for evidence. If there's no evidence of which her husband might want to believe just by talking."

As long as Raihan chattered long I thought. But what I think is not about the affair but about the characteristics of my mother's murderous woman who has been told by mak Ninih. I don't know why my instinct stuck out at that woman. Not only about the mole she covered with her thick powder every day but her strange attitude when she met me. Yeah, I think I should investigate that woman in my own way.

"Have you met yet which ring is right for us?" Raihan's question breaks my daydream. I looked at her and untied the veil in my mouth and smiled at her." Not yet, it's up to you to choose which one."

"Are I the one who chose?"

I'm nodding.

"But why was his mouth closed?"

"It's okay. I just don't like the smell of that lady's perfume."

Raihan smiled and shook my head.

We walked out of the store after getting the ring we wanted.

"Where else are we going, baby?" Ask Raihan.

"We'll just go home."

Raihan obeyed my willingness to go home because I was no longer in the mood. He offered me to go to the movies but I had no interest at all.

When Raihan was driving towards home, his phone suddenly rang loudly. He picked it up and chatted with the person on the phone. After he finished talking to that person he turned to me." Honey, Mr. Bagas is waiting for us in front of the apartment."

"What!" I was a little surprised because this morning Raihan said that Mr. Bagas was on the way and now he is in the apartment. That fast? my thinking.

"Yes, he said he brought by for you and Zain. He also said he missed you."

A smile on my lips heard Raihan's story that Mr. Bagas missed us and brought by us. I was moved, even though he didn't know who I was but he was caring and caring for me and Zain.

"Wheels...!"

"Why baby?"

"Will Mr Bagas accept me as his son if we tell him?"

"Of course why not. Besides, if you don't believe me, we'll do a DNA test. But I'm sure even without a DNA test Mr. Bagas believes like his thing Oma and sister-in-law Bayu."

Raihan rubbed my agitated head." You calm down!"

Raihan parked his car in the basement of his apartment. But before we returned to the apartment, we took Zain first at Oma's house. At first Oma held Zain back, she did not want to be separated from her great-grandson. But I told her that I would visit Oma's house every day and would stay at her house a lot. Finally, Oma allowed us to bring Zain.

As usual to get to Raihan's apartment, we used an access elevator to get there until the elevator stopped and opened right in front of his apartment.

Mr. Bagas was standing and smiling broadly at us who had just come out of the elevator. In addition to Mr. Bagas, there is also a medium-sized suitcase and two large paper bags lying on the floor. If you look at his luggage, it seems he has not returned to his home.

Raihan and I returned their smiles as they walked towards him.

I immediately regretted it with disgrace and long enough. At that time also his sense of wanting to hug him and say that I am his biological child but I doubt, Mr. Bagas will believe it let alone no corroborating evidence.

After me, Raihan also regretted it and then he took over Zain from Raihan's hands and kissed her with anxiety.

"When did you guys get back from the village?" Ask Mr. Bagas after we've been inside the apartment.

"Two days ago, sir."

"Oh, this is a gift for Nuri and Zain." Mr. Bagas took two paper bags lying on the sofa in the corner and then placed on the table in front of us.

I immediately touched and opened the paper bag with a smile."Wow, a lot of it. Thank you, opa!"

Mr. Bagas smiled widely.

"Is Mr Bagas not home yet?" Ask Raihan.

"Not yet, from the airport I came straight here. It's not hard to resist the same longing Zain." Then his face looked down at Zain who was on the bench by him while holding his toy.

"Don't miss Aunt Meri and Nura, sir?" Raihan asked with a joking tone. But pak Bagas did not respond to his jokes but his eyes remained down.

I noticed that Mr. Bagas was holding Zain's hand with a circular bracelet. I deliberately put the bracelet back on Zain's hand. I think Mr. Bagas recognized the bracelet was not. Thank goodness she knew him so I didn't have to introduce myself to who I was but she herself would ask me.

"Beautiful, can opa see the bracelet for a second?"

Zain nodded.

Then Mr. Bagas removed the bracelet from Zain's hand. After that he looked at the bracelet while turning back.

Raihan and I looked at each other. I can't wait to hear the response from her about the bracelet.

"Here, where did you buy these bracelets?" Ask me and Raihan.

"It can't buy sir" Raihan said.

Mr. Bagas glanced at us who were sitting side by side.

"If you can't buy, then where do you get these bracelets?"

"What's the matter, sir?" Raihan asked back.

"Here, this is my Princess' bracelet that I've been looking for all this time. The bracelet that my wife and I made was specifically for the birth of our second daughter. This bracelet disappeared twenty-seven years ago at my son's feet before he was in the grave, right."

"That tomb has been dismantled, Mr. Bagas."

"What do you mean?"

"Yes, the tomb that you consider the tomb of the Father's daughter was dismantled three days ago. Do you know what was in the tomb? just a rubber doll, Mr. Bagas buried a doll instead of the father's daughter."

"What, what do you mean, Rai? I don't understand."

"The father's daughter is alive. If you don't believe me, you just come to the police because the doll is being secured there."

Mr. Bagas was silent and his lips seemed to tremble." No way, Rai."

"What's impossible, sir. Where do you want to know where the bracelet came from?"

Mr. Bagas looked at Raihan with a curious look.

"That's.The bracelet belongs to Nuri, sir. Nuri's had it since she was a baby."

Mr. Bagas turned his gaze to me. From the look of his eyes, there was a shock that seemed unable to be expressed through words.

"See Nuri's face, sir. Isn't his face very similar to that of Bu Hanum's late wife? If you don't believe me, we can do a DNA test right now."

Jakun pak Bagas looks up and down and the head bobbles look at me." Why did all this happen? are you really my daughter, Nuri? The princess I thought would rather come with her mother than live with me in the world?" Mr. Bagas spoke with increasingly trembling lips and his eyes began to look glassy. Likewise with me who is no longer able to hold back my tears that accumulate in the eyelids.

Raihan took Zain from Bagas's lap. After which, he stepped slowly closer to me with his trembling body.

After sitting next to me, she rubbed my entire face against the tears that kept flowing in her eyes.

"You, you're papa's daughter.you're papa's daughter!"

In my tears I nodded my head because my mouth felt hard to say.

"Oh my God, this is my daughter.My daughter is alive, my daughter is alive." Then he hugged me tightly. Our cries broke instantly. I was moved, I was happy, this was a hug I hadn't felt for a long time from the figure of a father after my adoptive father died.