Genius Child Mom Sita

BONCHAPS 21. Visiting Grandma

In the UK, Ernest Felix Alexander is reporting at a police station. He also calls Dorothy a living witness. And out of nowhere, the police also received other evidence from the homeland. The evidence confirms that Pamela Rosie Antonio was the mastermind behind the murder of Camelia Wijatmoko. Even the fire that hit the Wijatmoko family is also the work of Pamela.

" Mrs Camelia finally got justice, sir."

" You're right Jer. I'm really relieved. Although I don't know where Camelia's grave is but I feel like it's all going well."

" Do you not want to go to Indonesia and see the young Miss and your grandchildren, sir?"

Ernest exhaled slowly. He actually wanted to see his daughter but what his grandson said at that time was true as well. Although in his heart still stored hope can meet Sita.

" It's about easy Jer there's still plenty of time. Right now the most important thing has all been revealed and Camelia gets her justice. Let Pamela and her children be punished according to what they do."

Jerry nodded in understanding and agreed with what his master said. The three of them returned to the mansion.

Arriving at the mansion Ernest scanned the entire contents of the mansion. He feels empty. The mansion that was so vast and majestic felt so desolate. Ernest sat down on a sofa and he was crying. At the age of twilight even wanted to go to the ground, he did not feel happy at all. Her happiness went with the passing of Camelia, the wife she loved so much. 

Girl blasteran Javanese - Dutch who so mastered his heart was also carrying away his love. If time could play out he wouldn't want to know Camelia. Not for fear of abandonment but he did not want to make Camelia wretched. He wanted to see the girl smile all his life.

But this is life. We can't choose what destiny we want. We can only follow the path of destiny of the Almighty.

Ernest fell asleep there. Makes Jerry and Dorothy feel so good about her master.

" Kasian, sir, Jer?"

" Yes Dorothy. May you smile happily again in your old age.

" Yes Jer. I wish so."

Jerry and Dorothy let Ernest sleep there. The two people were just watching from a distance.

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In the homeland of the Rama family was a scene. Especially the triplets. Those who were told that going on holiday to the UK were so very enthusiastic. Sita and Ale were made dizzy with everything they would carry."

" Mom..is it winter?"

" Do we need to carry a lot of coats?"

" Oh, mom, how will you eat. My tongue is bangeeet. Can't eat bule food."

" Mom, how many clothes."

" mom's. I have to bring gloves too. I'm afraid we're gonna freeze."

Sita massaged his forehead with both hands. He was very confused about the behavior of his twins. Kai who saw the mommy looked so tired went straight down to the battlefield to defuse the messed up troops. 

" Guys, listen to my brother."

The three of them instantly fell silent when they heard Kai's voice. They listen carefully.

" Bring the necessary items if needed. Don't bring anything weird. You do not need to bring a lot of clothes, bring some coats or warm clothes, gloves and skullcaps. Oh yes, scarf don't forget. Do you understand."

" Well to understand my brother."

" Good, you guys ask Ale to pack. Mommy's brother wants to go away for a while. Remember, don't make Ale dizzy."

" Yes….!!!"

Again and again, they were instantly obedient to what Kai said. Without saying much Akhza, Abra, and Ana head straight to their respective closets and take what they need.

" Come on mom… "

" Where's bang?"

" Here, mommy's coming."

Sita according to what her eldest son said. They walked to the car. There was Rama and Roni there.

" Will bang …"

" A ready to…"

" Oh.. Let's go!!"

" Dear, sleep if you're tired."

" Yes mom. Sleep first. Kai will wake up when he arrives."

Sita only smiled faintly at the attention of her son and husband.

" Yes, if you get sleepy, you'll sleep."

After about 5 hours they finally arrived at their destination. Sita was stunned to see their car stop at a place she was very familiar with. But Sita a little herna because behind there is a box car that comes to a stop.

" Well, since when behind us there's that box car."

" Since leaving."

" Eh, time anyway. I'm not fucking."

Rama smiled at the confusion of his wife. Then Rama asked Sita to get out of the car.

Sita looked around. The orphanage where he grew up did not change much only there was the addition of new buildings and his paint was updated as well. Sita immediately walked inside and said her greetings.

Looks like the mother of the orphanage welcomed Sita with a warm embrace and full of affection. Before coming Kai had already told the mother of the orphanage in advance that they would visit. 

" MashaaAllaah son, you're getting beautiful."

" Thank you ma'am. You're healthy."

" Thank you be healthy, son. healthy.. I'm sorry son."

" Mommy is okay. The past let it pass. Oh yes ma'am. introduce my husband and my son."

Rama and Kai take turns to greet the mother of the parlour. The four of them sat down and talked about things that Kai had previously said.

While outside Roni with the bodyguards brought by Kai was busy dropping items that Kai bought for brothers in the orphanage. Starting from food, stationery, clothing, toiletries, kitchen equipment, and so forth. 

The mother of the orphanage is very grateful and grateful for the gift of Sita and her family.

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" I'm really sorry, son. I'm just running a will."

The mother still felt guilty for the fact she had been hiding for decades. But Sita responded wisely. He knew the mother of the parlor was only running a will entrusted to him 

" Yes ma'am, it's okay."

" Come on Sita, I'll take you somewhere." 

The mother of the orphanage took Sita by the hand and invited her out of the orphanage. They walked a little far from the parlour. Rama and Kai just shut up and follow Sita and the mother of the orphanage.

Sita asked again, where will this time the mother of the home will take her. The road is not foreign. When Sita was little she often walked through this path. Until they arrived at a center that Sita was very familiar with.

" Sir.this…" 

" Yes, son, this is your mother's grave."

" Yes Allaah ma'am, so all this time my mother took me on a pilgrimage to my mother's grave."

" Now son."

Sita was crying there. Her memory goes back to the time when she was a child. The mother always invited him to make a pilgrimage at the grave of someone whose mother never told him who the person was and what his name was. Until he was in school and could read he only knew the name on the tombstone was Camellia Wijatmoko.

It was only fitting that when he read the name on an online news portal a few days ago he felt familiar. Sita felt the name so familiar in her ears.

" Yes Allaah mother.. all this time I have been on pilgrimage at my mother's grave.. mas..this is my mother's grave.. Kai…"

" Yes dear. Let's send a prayer to the deceased mother."

" Yes mom.we pray grandma mom."

Sita, Rama, and Kai rest in Camelia's navel. They prayed fervently.

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