CONFINEMENT

CH 145 - AN EXPLANATION

That morning, the atmosphere of Griya Manuaba looks crowded, but every face of the people there implies sadness and not a word thrown from the residents.

It is seen that the Cantrik do a special prayer in Padmasana and Sanggah Pamujan.

In front of a room in the guest ward not far from the main building of Griya Manuaba, people were gathered, some were seen crying and others, too, although not spilling his sadness but from the look of his face looks agitated and moody.

The atmosphere was getting quieter and the feeling of waiting with anxiety was thick. Suddenly the door of the room began to open, two old men and a middle-aged woman came out from inside.

A face full of tiredness and fatigue radiated from the three.

A heavy sigh rang out from the old man dressed in all white with his hair neatly spaced out, his shady face staring at everyone in front of him. While one of the old men who accompanied him only fell silent as well as the middle-aged woman beside him.

"I am with Putra and Mirah has tried to do the best for the young man" said the old man who was none other than Resi Giri Waja to the people in front of him, for a moment the leader of Griya Manuaba sighed and rubbed his white beard.

"The good news is, he started to wake up and remember all the events in his nature" he said while observing one by one the faces in front of him.

"However, the condition of his organs that began to be abnormal due to refusing food and drink intake became increasingly weak and powerless. Even the pure Eve that we flowed and the medicines made by the Son and Mirah seemed to be rejected by his body."

"For now there is nothing more we can do and we only surrender to the will of the Gods, only fate will determine the path of the young man." concluded Resi Giri Waja with a sigh.

The explanation of elder Griya Manuaba was like lightning during the day, making everyone in that place stunned. The cries and wails of sadness were broken again, a teenage girl limping towards Resi Giri Waja.

"Help my Mr. Lik, my leg!"

"I don't want to lose Mr. Lik, Kakiang" said a teenage girl in a black hooded face and crying hysterically in front of Resi Giri Waja. His face that looked wrinkled due to the burn scars appeared wet by tears.

The young woman continued to roar while prostratingly holding onto the two legs of Resi Giri Waja. Seemed an old woman immediately hugged the girl while calming her, her cries also broke to see the teenager in front of her battered and pleaded with elder Griya Manuaba.

"Wake, Kingdom!"

"Those who know and understand the sorrow."

"We're all saddened by what your Mr. Lik is going through."

"We pray that your uncle Muhibbin will have a miracle."

"Resi's legs are trying, son!"

"The kingdom must be strong to accept all circumstances, the Kingdom must remain strong!"

"We will always be with Raya until your Mr. Lik can be helped!" said the old woman while embracing the Sacred Kingdom that is still resting on the ground.

"What the lady of Warika said, son."

"You have to be strong and steadfast with what happened to your uncle." - Timpal Giri Waja as he rubbed the hair of the teenage girl in front of him.

"No, Kakiang!"

"Raya only has Mr. Lik here."

"I don't want to be left behind Mr. Lik, Kakiang." shouted the Holy Kingdom while struggling in the arms of Madam Warika.

"Raya cannot be like that, there is still mbak yu Sekar who will be with you, Nduk!" said one of the women to the Holy Kingdom.

"Don't you make your Mr. Lik even sadder if you know Raya like this."

"We pray that Bli Ibbin will recover a bit and be with us again" said Sekar while also embracing Raya who was in the arms of Madam Warika.

Some of the women who were in that place also approached the Holy Kingdom and provided comfort for the teenager.

One of the women approached Gung Niang Mirah.

"Niang, is it really what I just heard?"

"Is there no other way to save Ibbin, Niang?" the woman asked trembling withstanding her tears at the middle-aged woman she was approaching.

With a light shudder and an adorable gaze Gung Niang Mirah hugged the woman in front of him.

"What Rishi's brother said is true, Disya."

"Muhibbin's current condition is very weak and from the moment he realized it was only you who he always asked" replied Gung Niang Mirah to the woman he embraced.

Disya sobbed in the arms of Gung Niang Mirah, with a stammering voice the two-bodied woman said.

"I want to see it, Niang, Kakiang" he told the woman's healer and Resi Giri Waja.

For a moment Gung Niang Mirah looked at Resi Giri Waja, the leader of Griya Manuaba nodded his head at Disya as a sign of allowing it and Disya was about to step, but Disya's steps stopped when a woman's voice interrupted him.

"I also want to see it, Father Resi." said one of the women who used a stick while yelling closer, her puffy eyes continued to be rubbed against the tip of the pink veil she was wearing.

Disya's eyes turned upside down looking at the woman who was about to follow her.

"No!"

"You can't go inside, as long as I'm here, I won't let you see Muhibbin." choked Disya to the woman who interrupted him.

The pink-hooded woman replied,

"What right have you against me, Dis?"

"We all have the right here to give encouragement and comfort for his joy."

"I am the most entitled to Muhibbin because I love him so much."

"You're nobody to her" the woman replied in a raised voice, with tears in her eyes.

"What did you say?"

"Did I hear wrong?"

"I am his future wife."

"Everything that happens to Muhibbin and his family is the result of you and your family."

"And now you simply say I have no right and you have more right."

"Basar women do not know shame." said Disya sharply to the woman in front of him who is none other than Sariwati.

"Where were you when she grieved?"

"Where were you when her mother and sister and foster father died?"

"All this mess you're the cause of."

"Where were you when she suffered the loss of her family?

"You and your family are the source of the turmoil all this time." Disya replied indignantly spilling her anger on Sariwati.

"Enough, Dis ... Enough!"

"I knew I was wrong all along."

"And you don't know anything about my relationship with Muhibbin."

"What I did all this time for his good as well." replied Sariwati no less sniffling.

"Are you saying ... for his own good?"

"All his family died and let's see what happened to Raya's body today .. You see with your eyes!"

"You're saying it's for Ibbin's sake?"

"That's all you do."

"If you don't pursue and influence him, it won't be like this!"

"Based on a crazy woman, you're as crazy as your family!" pekik Disya growled as she looked at Sariwati and Mr. Bendowo who were not far from the place.

All eyes were on Disya and Sariwati who were fighting in that place.

The presence of people in the place can not be separated from the efforts of Resi Giri Waja to restore the health condition of Muhibbin after doing samadi.

Through Gus Aji Putra the younger brother, Resi Giri Waja asked the Bendowo family, especially Sariwati as the closest person to Muhibbin to help the healing process, as well, although from the beginning it was about by Gus Aji Putra because it has an unpleasant past story with the Harsuto dynasty family, but the owner Griya Manuaba still asked for their arrival.

While the presence of Disya and Gung Niang Mirah in the ashram was a coincidence, when Guang Niang Mirah visited Griya Manuaba with Disya accidentally the Rishi asked for help for the treatment of an acquaintance who was sick because after all Gung Niang Mirah was a healer and was a sister resi Giri Waja and Gus Aji Putra. But it would be surprising Gung Niang Mirah especially Disya that the man who lay helpless was Muhibbin who was very loved.

"Enough, Dis ... Enough!"

"You know nothing, in this case I suffer the most."

"Don't you think it's easy being me!"

"I am the mother of her child."

"It's not easy to bear all that by yourself!" sariwati said back.

Hearing Sariwati's words, Mr. Bendowo and Mrs Warika were surprised not to be upset,

"What do you mean, Wati?" asked the lady of Warika to approach her daughter.

"True Wati, what do you mean about you being the mother of her child?" now Mr. Bendowo also confirmed to his daughter.

Sariwati just silently sobbed without a word.

"Don't you say that Tiara is the son of Muhibbin, Wati?" again, Mr. Bendowo asked the child. His gaze implied the furious feeling he was holding back.

"Yes, Pi."

"Tiara is the flesh and blood of Muhibbin, not the son of Seto." replied Sariwati stammered with tears, hugging the princess only wayangnya into his arms.

"So all this time you lied and kept everything from Papi and Mami, Wati." hardik mister Bendowo with a red face extinguished. While Madam Warika was silent and crying sobbing feeling disbelief with the words of the child.

"It turns out your habit of lying is still not lost."

"Will you, the fruit of your lies and dishonesty, hurt those around you?" now Mr. Bendowo's anger is not restrained anymore.

"I'm sorry Wati, Pi-Mi."

"Wati has been covering this reality up to you all this time."

"All this I'm doing is for the good of all parties."

"However Tiara is his flesh and blood and I will meet him and tell Ibbin everything for his recovery" said Sariwati still sobbing.

"Dis, please give me a chance to see him."

"However, Muhubbin must know that Tiara is his son and we have suffered greatly."

With a cold face Disya looked at Sariwati in front of her.

"You are the culprit of everything."

"And the stupid Muhibbin has been too trusting with your sweet words,"

"You're rude and selfish!"

"In your brain there is only your own desire that must be fulfilled."

"While you never pay attention to other people's feelings."

"You take advantage of her innocence with your sweet prank."

"Don't count all this time I don't know how rotten you are."

"And who is behind the plagues that are in nature."

"It's all because of you!"

"All because of the greed of your extended family." cried Disya increasingly emotional.

"Enough Miss!"

"Your words have gone too far" interrupted Mr. Bendowo who had been listening to what Disya said to the child Sariwati.

"Why, Master!"

"Will you be evasive about everything that's happened all this time?"

"Are you not satisfied to see what happened to Muhibbin?"

"Have you not been content to take my father's property and put my father in prison to protect your eldest son?"

"I am the daughter of Sirkun the lord who usurped his independence!"

"Don't think I'm stupid and don't know what you're doing to cover up your eldest daughter's actions against Muhibbin and my family" Disya said, staring intently at Mr. Bendowo's face.

"You .." Mr. Bendowo did not continue his words, his reddened face held in anger with a sharp glare at the Sirkun master's daughter.

"It's ... already!"

"There's no point in you guys fighting right now."

"We should pray for Muhibbin at this time." Resi Giri Waja cut down on the situation in that place.

Suddenly the door of the room opened and Arsana who was assigned to keep Muhibbin out approached the people in front of him.

"Father Resi, Bli Ibbin is now aware, he wants to meet the Holy Kingdom" Arsana whispered softly to Resi Giri Waja.

The Resi momentarily sighed and his gaze swept towards everything before him.

"She's dead." said the Rishi to everyone who looked at her.

"Raya ... meet your uncle Ning."

"Sekar .. accompany Raya to meet your brother." said the Rishi to the Holy Kingdom and Sekar Jempiring.

"Good Father Resi."

"Come Raya, we meet Bli Ibbin, Nduk." said Sekar while handing the Lingga he carried to Arsana the husband. Both of them stepped into the room.

***

"Come to the beautiful girl Mr. Lik." the soft voice of Muhibbin called when he found out two women who loved him.

"Come here, Kar."

"Bli misses you so much." he said back.

Raya Suci and Sekar approached the bamboo bed where Muhibbin was lying, the chains on his hands and feet had been removed and Muhibbin was lying smiling at the two. His pale face and body that lives with bones wrapped in skin that is attached to make the feeling of Raya and Sekar more compassionate.

"Pak Lik .." said Raya while sobbing hugging Muhibbin's body. In his kiss the thin and rough palms of the uncle who had raised him.

"Hi .. Why is Raya crying, Nduk."

"Don't be sad like that."

"Sir Lik is okay, Nduk."

"Come .. stop your crying, Raya."

"Sir Lik never taught you such an exaggeration, Nduk" said Muhibbin, stroking his nephew's hair gently. While Sekar was still quietly fixated and occasionally wiping his tears saw the brother lying in front of him.

"Don't leave Raya, Mr. Lik."

"Raya has no one but Mr. Lik."

"Sir Lik must not leave the Kingdom." isak Raya Suci sobbed in the chest of the uncle.

"What's the talk, Nduk."

"Sir Lik's not going anywhere."

"Sir Lik will always be there beside Raya."

"This is also where Yu Sekar's mother accompanies Raya." said Muhibbin lirih.

"Bli Ibbin must be strong, Bli."

"We all love Ibbin very much" said Sekar stammered. The woman began to sob again while holding Muhibbin's hand.

Muhibbin could be seen smiling at Sekar's words, with a heavy and soft voice the young man said,

"Kar, I'm sorry Bli if it's been a lot of trouble Sekar."

"Especially when Bli's sick like this."

"Bli is very lucky to have a sister like Sekar in this country."

"The good of Sekar, Arsana and even Ajik will not be forgotten."

"Bli is very indebted to you" said Muhibbin lirih.

"Bli don't have to say that."

"Bli Ibbin helped Sekar a lot when Ajik was gone."

"Sekar has considered Bli Ibbin like his own brother all along."

"Either what will Sekar experience if without Bli Ibbin when Ajik is not there" said Sekar full of sadness.

Muhibbin smiled again.

"Bli still remembers the first time he set foot in this Beach Country."

"When Bli was exhausted and sat under the banyan tree to rest."

"And Sekar invited Bli to stop at home at that time" said Muhibbin with a smile, his eyes glare at the ceiling of the room and remember his meeting with the family of the late Jero Nengah Wirata his adoptive father.

"Sekar also introduced Bli with Disya .." Muhubbin's voice shook when he mentioned Disya's name.

"Dis .. where are you, dear."

"I have sinned greatly against you." murmured Muhibbin inwardly, now from the corner of his eye flowed a clear grain of tears.

"Kar .. bli leave Raya to you and Arsana, yes."

"Take him your sister ..."

"And you, Raya ..."

"Must be a man and help your mbakyu Sekar, yes Nduk."

"Because Mr. Lik can not take care of you when Mr. Lik is sick like this" said Muhibbin lirih to Sekar and Raya.

The two women in front of him continued to sob and drown in his cries.

"Here you go, you don't have to cry anymore."

"I'm fine and you don't have to worry about me." Muhibbin said softly as he coughed.

While outside the room there was still an uproar between Sariwati and Disya, the sound of quarrels between the two was heard into the room.

"Kar, what's outside?"

"Bli hear like there's a fight and there's a lot of people outside?" tanya Muhibbin.

"Come on, Bli."

"There are a lot of people out there right now."

"Dan ... It's here too bli." Reply to doubt the brother.

"Are you saying, Is he here?"

"Why don't you take her inside, Kar?" Said Muhibbin while trying to rise from his sleep, but the condition of his body is very campy is not able to support his body.

"Kar .. told Disya to come in, I miss her so much, Kar." Pinta Muhibbin on Sekar, the look of his eyes looks sparkling even though it starts to glaze.

But before Sekar moved from where he stood, the door of the room opened and someone limped inside. Seeing that Sekar approached him and held his arm.

"Why did you suddenly enter without your permission?" sekar cried a little whisper with a sharp eye glare at the person in front of him.

"I have to see your sister, Kar."

"Don't you stop me, Kar." replied the man to Sekar.

"You ..." Highlight Sekar's eyes look blocked dislike.

"Who came that, Kar." Muhubbin's voice turned towards his brother.

I got a question from Muhibbin. While the man was walking closer, his face was not clear because it turned back the light that entered the room.

"Bin, how are you?"

"You .." Muhibbin's voice choked to see the figure now standing in front of the bed.

***