
Since his imprisonment, none of his relatives have visited him. Neither did Mr. Hamzah and Ms. Aminah. The two parents seemed not to want to meet or know the state of Wiwit.
"Sister Wiwit, someone wants to see you" said a police officer.
Wiwit raised his face. But a second later he lowered his head again.
"Sister Wiwit, someone wants to see you" the police said.
Wiwit ignored the police's words. He lowered his head deeper and deeper.
The police did not give up. He tried calling Wiwit once again. But Wiwit did not heed his words. He went deeper and then cried.
The police finally gave up. He no longer forced Wiwit to go out and meet the man.
"I'm sorry, Wiwit doesn't want to be found" he said.
The two people who wanted to meet Wiwit could only sigh deeply. There was a disappointed look when he heard the police explanation.
"Yes sir if Wiwit does not want to meet with us" said Aminah Bu.
"I'm putting this on, sir. Please give to Wiwit." Ms. Aminah said as she handed the police a paper bag.
"In it there is also the Qur'an and the Mukenah. You can check it if you need to" explained Ms. Aminah.
The policeman looked inside the paper bag for a moment. Then he unpacked the contents. It's nothing, he's just running the procedure.
"Good Mom. Later I will tell Wiwit," said the police officer after finishing checking the paper bag.
After that, Pak Hamzah and Bu Aminah resigned. The two of them immediately left the room where Wiwit was being held.
"May Wiwit be aware sir," said Bu Aminah.
Mr. Hamzah took a deep breath and nodded his head. Since Wiwit was arrested and made a suspect in a hit-and-run case, Mr. Hamzah has become more reserved. The man only spoke as necessary.
"We're leaving now!" bring Mr. Hamzah.
Aminah ma'am nodded. The two walked to the car waiting for them in the parking lot.
Meanwhile, Citra seemed to be contemplating in her room. His brief encounter with his two foster parents was able to kill the longing that had been lodged in his heart. But at the same time, he had to be willing to part forever with his adoptive parents.
"Father and Mother said yes Nduk. Take care of yourself," said Mr. Hamzah when saying goodbye to Citra earlier.
"Never leave the prayer. Always pray for your late mother. Do not argue what Mama Mirna and Papa say you are Nduk," said Mr. Hamzah.
Imagra. Her tears trickled when she heard the message from her adoptive parents.
"One more message from Mom and Dad. Never hate someone who has hurt you. Pray that he will soon get guidance and repent" added Bu Aminah.
The image is crying. He hugged Bu Aminah tightly. After that he hugged Mr. Hamzah still with tears breaking.
Every time there is a meeting there is always a farewell. Either separated because of death or moved to another place. All that is going on in the world is God's intervention.
"Partner" Anne said.
Hearing someone call him, Citra immediately wiped her tears. Then he looked over and forced his smile.
"What are you again?" ask Anne. The girl sat on her sister's bed.
Smiling image. "Nothing. Just sit around, "he replied.
Anne smiled at the response of Citra. "Tomorrow Mas Nanda married. I was told to come with Arga" said Anne.
"Good dong. Let me get to know the family of the future husband, "goda Citra.
"I don't want to go there" Anne said.
"Why?" Citra's forehead wrinkled as she asked that question.
Anne took a long breath. He stared at another corner in the Image room.
"I feel awkward Cit. I don't think I'll ever meet her extended family" said Anne.
Imagery reviews smiles. "Why should you feel awkward? They're all good. Moreover, Ms. Vania is the same Mas Faizal. They are very good," said Citra.
"You're so good to know them. Lah me? I've only just known them" grumbled Anne.
"Don't feel inferior. But also don't feel high-hearted. Be yourself. God willing what is in front will feel easy to pass," Citra said.
Hearing Citra's words, Anne became a little calmer. He no longer felt worried or anxious.
"Thank you. You can calm people the most" said Anne.
The image simply smiled back at Anne.
"Now sleep gih. Let tomorrow not be bad luck," Citra said.
Anne nodded her head. After saying good night, Anne left the Citra room.
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Nanda and Naima's wedding party was a big one. Although it was held at home, but did not reduce the excitement of the party.
"Mas Nanda and Mbak Naima, congratulations. May it last." Said Anne while shaking hands with her lover's sister.
"Thank you beautiful" replied Naima.
"Oh, which image?" ask Naima who did not see Citra earlier.
"The image of apology can't come Ma'am. He just had an operation. Her head still likes to get dizzy, she said," Anne explained.
Naima nodded her head. He heard the news a week before his wedding.
"It's a lot of love for the image. Greetings to him. Hope you get well soon" said Naima.
"Thank you for your prayers. I'll tell him later" said Anne.
Meanwhile, in the yard where Wiwit was detained there was a furore. Wiwit was declared missing last night. The police and prison guards tried to locate Wiwit. No one has found the girl yet.
After almost a day of searching, Wiwit was finally found dead. He was found hanging himself in a tree behind a lawn.
"We'll bury the body in a public cemetery here. Because he no longer has anyone," said one of the officers.
"Ready Commander!"
Finally, Wiwit's body was buried in a public burial area not far from the prison. Police contacted Mr Hamzah. But the man could not come. He only requested that Wiwit's body be buried properly.
Hearing the news of Wiwit's death, Citra became shocked. He did not expect that the foster brother would act recklessly. He did not expect that the foster brother would think that short.
"We doain aja Darling. May your foster brother be forgiven all his sins. And his grave was laid," said Tian.
The image just nodded slowly. He was still in shock when he received news of Wiwit's death from one of the police officers.
"I'm sorry for all the mistakes, Wiwit. I have never had a grudge against Wiwit. Sleep quietly, Mother. Goodbye, brother." Say the image in your heart with tears breaking.