CONFINEMENT

CH 116 - PEARL OF RAHMANI PART II

"Mother why are you crying again?"

"Is the food bad, Mother?" tiara asked the Mother.

The lying woman only smiled faintly even though from the corner of her eyes melted the clear grains that wet her cheeks.

"Mother is okay, Cah Ayu."

"It was enough food first, Mother's stomach was full" said the woman to her daughter.

Tiara placed the bowl on the table, a moment later she took a glass filled with water and smelled it on the mother.

The atmosphere of the room was silent again, the little girl now lay her head on the chest of the mother.

"Mother ... "

"May Tiara ask Mother?" tiara said to Mother.

The paralyzed woman opened her eyes and said,

"What do you want to ask a beautiful girl, son?" answer's lirih.

Before saying, The little girl lifted her head from the mother's chest and looked at the face of the woman lying in front of her,

"Does Tiara have a father, Mother?"

"Tiara, want to be like Tiara's friends."

"Tiara's friends at Asram were often picked up by her father upon returning home."

"Tiara has only been picked up by We Landep or Me Iluh all this time."

"Why can't Tiara be like them?"

"Is it true that Ms De said, if Tiara was the son of a blandong, Mommy?" the little girl said to her mother.

"Why does Bu De always get angry at Tiara?"

"What's wrong Tiara, Mother?" add the little girl.

The lying woman now sobbed, her lips quivering with a stammering voice,

"Tiara don't mind Bu De's talk, son!"

"Maybe Ms. De is tired and has a lot of thoughts when talking to you like that" the woman told her daughter, now tears are pouring down her cheeks.

The little girl wanted to deny the mother's answer, but seeing her mother crying, Tiara undoes her intention.

Hugging the body of the Mother while the view of the woman who lay staring at the ceiling of the room, the sadness that had never been shown to her daughter was now powerless to hold.

His mind floated around the time needle seven years ago.

***

"Aahhhh .. hurts!" a woman's moans in the arms of a middle-aged man.

The woman thrashed on a bed, some people swarmed her.

"Patience, Wati!"

"The paraji is coming soon!" said Mr. Timoti continues to hold his daughter Sariwati. The leader of the Beach Country was seen wiping the sweat on his daughter's forehead with a handkerchief.

"Team, let Mbak Yu hold Wati, you just go out with your Kang Mas."

"Habsari! help Mami hold your sister, son!" pinta mistress Warika on Habsari who put on a sour face all the time.

Habsari's facial expression was cold before the woman approached her mother and sister.

"Come, what are you waiting for!"

"You guys get out!"

"Let me and Habsari help deliver Wati." exclaimed Madame Warika to everyone in the room.

"And you son, what's your name?"

"Can you ask for help?" asked Madam Warika to the girl who was still silent in confusion, then the girl nodded slowly.

"I'm Disya, Madam." said Disya stammering.

"Help me to prepare warm water in the basin and quickly bring it here." added Madam Warika to the girl who was still stunned staring next to the bed.

"Well, I'll have my servant provide it." said Disya with a panicked face, the girl rushed outside the room followed by the entourage of Mr. Timoti, mr. Bendowo and mr. Sirkun.

It was not long before Disya returned to the room with an old woman servant with a basin of warm water in her hand.

Time seemed to slow down, tense faces full of anxiety radiated to people who were in the middle room Selasar House of Culture, Indonesia, while the hustle and bustle of cultural art attractions commemorating the anniversary of the Beach Country and the harvest party is still heard in the courtyard of the magnificent building.

The tense atmosphere was felt.

"Seto, how did all this happen?"

"Why could the young man be with Wati?" exclaimed Mr. Bendowo to Seto the son-in-law.

It is seen Seto with several sturdy men still snatching Muhibbin who was battered by the blows and kicks that he launched with his guards.

Before answering Mr. Bendowo's question, Seto was seen snorting in annoyance,

"This man dares to be indecent with Wati, Pi."

"Look at him hugging Wati in the garden behind this Selasar." replied Seto to Mr. Bendowo, glaring at the man's eyes full of indignation at Muhibbin who was drooping half-conscious.

Mr. Bendowo's jaws rattled with his anger,

"This child is a cause of confusion."

"Don't know the rules." said the heir of the Harsuto Dynasty, The middle-aged man still remembers Muhibbin's face clearly, moreover, Muhibbin's opposition to him when the decision to propose his daughter by the young man he refused.

"You take him to Bhayangkara headquarters and punish him with the right to be a descendant of Harsuto." added Mr. Bendowo with a furious face on some of his guards.

Mr. Sirkun could only be speechless to see the reaction of the Governor's extended family to the young man he knew.

"Bring him up and interrogate,"

"If it is proven that the young man wants to harm Wati and until anything happens with my daughter, this man must take responsibility." now Mr. Timoti also chimed in.

Some well-built men were assisted by the Bhayangkara troops to bring Muhibbin out of the room and Seto was also among them.

The atmosphere returned silent, the faces of the middle-aged men were still full of anxiety.

"Master!"

"I feel like there's been a misunderstanding about all this."

"The young man seemed to be at the wrong time and place."

"Especially it is time for your daughter to give birth if judging from her gestational age."

"I hope you are wise in deciding this incident." whispered Mr. Sirkun to the Governor of the Coast State.

Seemed dislike emanated from the face of Mr. Timoti with the words of his colleague.

"Master doesn't have to interfere with my family's affairs."

"I can still distinguish what is right and what is wrong" replied Mr. Timoti coldly to Mr. Sirkun.

The atmosphere was quiet again, the door had been closed for a long time and the occasional groans of pain were heard.

***

"Mother .. mother!"

"Mother, why are you silent?"

"Is there something wrong with the words Tiara, Mother?" now the seven-year-old is letting go of his arms to his mother.

"It's okay, son."

"Pardon the limitations of Mother all this time" said the woman to the princess.

"One day, Tiara will understand and know the answers to all your questions" he added with a sigh, from the corner of his eyes still visible tears.

Tiara again wiped the clear details on the mother's cheeks, the boy also dissolved in grief.

A moment later, the little girl said again,

"Mother, said Me Iluh ... Either that person is kind and very attentive to Mother."

"Me Iluh also said, Eyang is very affectionate with Tiara" Tiara said a little hesitantly.

"Every Friday, Tiara was always invited by Me Iluh and We Landep to visit the tomb of Eyang." added Tiara innocently, the little girl was seen to improve the position of the head of the mother.

The woman lying down was just commenting on a smile on her only puppet princess.

The shadow of the showdown between Mr. Timoti and Habsari and his extended family approached him again.

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