Hold on or let go!

The 199th eps

"Dek, Dimas said he would pick us up? If not, we order taksol aja deh!", said Sakti to Anika.

"Say yes, mas. Adek already said how clock this nyampenya. But how come he hasn't been seen yet?"

Anika was busy messing with her hape and finally she contacted Dimas again and yes.The tall handsome man raised a call from his lover.

[Kak Dim, we're already nyampe. How come Dim hasn't gone nongol? He said to pick it up]

[Astaghfirullah, forget the deck!]

Dimas screeched on the other end. Anika's face turned sad.

[Well, how did you forget that, brother?]

Now it was just that Anika's voice was getting smoother. There is no spirit of life.

[Yes how abis, people forget deck]

Sakti and Bina realized that the younger brother was being worked by Dimas. Dimas clenched his finger to his lips as Sakti and his wife realized Dimas' arrival.

[You take a taxi from Dek, ask to take you to Kota xxxx, not until three hours also nyampe there]

[Yes Allah Brother. In vain dong Ika take a mass holiday with brother Bina. Ngalamat so 🐐 cengok. They're honeymoon, honey berry dicks. Asem]

[Who can curse adek!]

[Ngga nagging, sesel! Yes, there, continue to work]

Anika turned off her phone connection without greeting Dimas.

Dimas poked Anika's shoulder a little.

"Do not bother, I am not soap!", said Anika brushed the hand from behind her body without looking at her. He was upset, preferring to stare at his cell phone. Scroll the unimportant things in that flat object.

Suddenly, his phone was in the back. Sontak Anika looked. How surprised Anika when she found out who had been stuck on her back once in a while. Almost his lips clashed as Anika looked back.

"Neither get angry!", whispered Dimas to Anika. Fortunately, now Anika has hijab even though it is still the current hijab of ABG children

"Dim Boongin's brood is adek!", Anika hits Dimas's arm still perched neatly on Anika's shoulder.

"Surprise!", replied Dimas thinly, right next to his ear. Though already blocked by the hijab, there is still a sensation of goosebumps that Anika feels.

"Udah, be friendly later. Now tell me the address of the Bia stall!", said Sakti.

"Basic, can't really see a little seneng!", said Anika while turning back to return Dimas' embrace.

Dimas chuckled softly.

"How are you, brother Bina?", asked Dimas.

"How am I am amused do you call my brother bini?", said Dimas. Bina pinched her husband's stomach.

"Awsss...sick baby!", whinek Sakti.

"Now, the rich wood beams weathered in the eating of termites! So now lemes his mouth!", Anika quipped.

"Not the deck termites, but most of the slang is the same model of your boyfriend! So be kek gini now!", said Bina.

"Udah, tired on the way? To Bia's house is still far away. Instead of making a debate mending his energy in store so that there can enjoy the atmosphere!", said Dimas while holding his lover's hand. Not forgetting the other hand dragged Anika's suitcase.

Finally, Sakti and Bina followed Dimas's steps leading to the airport parking lot.

After the two sat back in the car, Dimas slowly drove forward. Sakti sat in front, next to Dimas who was driving.

Anika and Bina sat in the back seat. They also talked a lot while looking at the surrounding scenery.

"So, Febri Lo's car has been carrying all this time?", asked Sakti.

"Yes mas. You can't take a private car from here to Papua. Weight at the cost of heheheh."

Sakti shook her head slowly.

"So, is this all going back to the car?"

"Heum, Febri's mumpung is back home too. But at least tomorrow also have returned to the border again mas."

"The risk of becoming a state servant is Dim!", said Sakti. Dimas smiled thinly.

"That's our will and obligation, ma'am. Our mentality is trained to be ready under any circumstances and anywhere. Love the homeland and obviously we are ready to be the vanguard to protect our beloved country!", said Dimas.

Sakti applauded at the diplomatic reply of a Dimas.

"Bravo NL!"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Unfortunately, on the back bench the two beautiful women were already asleep in their dreams. It may be the effect of fatigue on the way or indeed jetlag.

"Eh, still a long way from Febri's house?"

"Still mas, if mas Sakti want to rest first yes nothing. I'll wake up!"

"Gga is Dim, Kasian Lo is self-literate. Let me know the way, I'm changing Lo's position now!"

"Santi aja mas. At most Magrib insyaallah. It's up to Bia's shop first or Febri's house directly."

"It's time to go to Bia first, kangen! All eat too!", chirped Sakti.

"What kind of parent is this??" Dimas turned his head.

"Yes Dim, B only once! Kangen never met Bia. Don't think weird."

"Who thinks strange mas!", said Dimas did not want to lose.

In the middle of the trip, Dimas' phone vibrated. There's a call from Febri. Dimas turned on his bluetooth earphones.

[The Assalamualaikum]

[Walaikumsalam, Lo where is Dim?]

[Again to Lo village]

[Seriously? I thought it was so!]

[So bring me another army]

[Enter Dim? You want to dig me up?]

[Hahaha can ae Lo Feb. I brought Mas Sakti, Brother Bina with Anika]

[Oh yeah? Wanna do them? wait...! What did you say, Brother Bina? Wkawkwkwkkk]

Dimas grunted in annoyance. Sakti who did not hear their chat did not reply. If he had heard it would have been more crowded by the magic trick.

[Diem Lo!]

[Broan, sewot!]

[What the hell is Feb? Why do you call me. I'll be in half an hour. But going to Bia's stall first, kasian nih my passengers on hunger]

[Huffft...okay!].

[Yes, we met at the shop?]

Dimas turned his steering wheel, turning towards the road towards the Bia stall that had been seen from afar. The atmosphere is getting dark.

[Waiting Dim]

[What?]

[You'll see me there]

[Oh yeah? Mr Bambang again dating the mistress there?]

[More than that!]

[I mean Lo?]

[I want to lamar Bia]

[Uhuk...uhuk...uhuk..

[Ngee, I'm serious]

[Can't you? Suddenly it?]

[last afternoon I was going to give Bia a gift ring. It's my birthday, so I go home. Not to go to the same lek Sarman. Failed me. Uh, until home meet my mother's ring. I told my intention to go to my place. Turns out, bokap was a gercep. They go straight there.]

[Subhanallah, war biyasaah]

[Lo seriously call what's wrong with me?]

[Astaghfirullah Feb.].

[I've been there]

Dimas' car has entered the parking lot. There are a lot of cars parked here.

"Dim, Lo said he wanted to go to Bia's shop? Why to the cafe anyway?", asked Sakti confused. The two beauties also opened their eyes.

"This is Bia's stall, mas!", said Dimas reassuring Sakti.

"Warung mba Bia? This is not a stall kali kak Dim, this is mah resto!", said Anika who sat behind Dimas.

"Give up, the important thing is that I told you the truth.it's Bia's shop!", Dimas got out of the car. The others also came down.

"The suitcase is on deck. Do not need to be brought, later we go directly to the inn in the same room Febri. The car will be behind you!", said Dimas.

At the same time, Febri got off the bike that was delivered by someone.

Febri approaches his friends!

"How are you!", the three men are mutually greeting typical men of course.

The view attracted the attention of visitors there. How no? The three handsome guys laughed. Let go of each other. Plus she's a beautiful girl who hijab accompanied them.

"Kin Lo? Bokap Lo want to apply for Bia now?", asked Dimas to Febri.

"Huh? Lamar?", asked Sakti and Anika together.

"Shhh..tuh my car has parked since. Kaya has been talking to Bia!" said Febri.

"Yes good dong mas!", chirped Anika.

"Little child, Nyamber is rich bledeg!", said Dimas pinching Anika's cheek. Then he put his arm on Anika's shoulder.

"Find the opportunity Lo ya Dim!", quipped Febri.

"Gini-rich opportunities for example?", asked Dimas. Then he kissed Anika's cheek with anxiety.

"Eh, play sosor anyway!", I hit Dimas' arm.

"Later also more than this. Yes deck?" Dimas told Anika. Anika nodded.

"Heh, my adek is still plain!", said Sakti again.

But basic Dimas, he embraces his lover's shoulder entering the stall. He became the leader of his army. Choosing a more private place with a model of saung lesehan.

As everyone sat down, the shopkeeper approached them.

"What message is mba, mas?", asked the waiter.

They choose their food. Febri is the only one who is not enthusiastic about the food menu. His eyes scoured the entire place in search of the whereabouts of his parents.

"Wait ya mas, mba!" said the waiter.

"Mba, wait!", Febri called the waiter.

"Eum, isn't there a Bia Mba?", asked Febri.

"His wealth is in my father's house. There were guests, so they went home and talked at the house."

"Oh, yes, mba. Thanks!", said Febri.

"Excuse me!"

After the waiter died, they were all busy commenting on this quite crowded Bia stall. Especially Anika, she is enthusiastic about the spot photos that are Instagrammable version. Well, Dimas was tailing behind the lover.

"Feb, Bia's house behind this shop?", asked sakti.

"No, behind Lek Sarman's house. Bia's house is a long walk from here."

Sakti nods.

Soon, their food came. Sakti called his sister and her lover to eat a new meal immediately after which they prayed magrib in the mosque in the stall area.

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"Please sir, Mom!", I placed the drink in front of Febri's parents.

"Still nduk!", said Bu Sri and Pak Bambang simultaneously.

After making small talk, Bambang finally expressed his intention and purpose, he both came here.

"So how about Sarman?", asked Bambang.

I glanced towards Lek Sarman. Lek Sarman sighed softly.

"I'm the same Bia, Mr. Bambang. As a parent, I just hope that Bia will be happy. Whatever Bia's decision, I support."

I sipped my salivary. My palms are sweating. So is my temple. Lek Dar rubbed my arm.

"You want to think about it first and nothing, no need now, right?" said Lek Dar.

Then, Madam Sri sat down next to me. Be me in flops by two girls semok 🤭.

"Nduk, will...yes...? You guys aren't getting married now! Febri still has to work at the border. So don't be afraid of someone making bad comments about you. Yes Nduk?", said Bu Sri who now holds my left shoulder.

"Mother, don't make Bia that dong! Later Bia even felt intimidated by mother because of mother tongue like that!", said Bambang warned. Bu Sri seemed to be poking her lips.

"Sir, that Febri still has the same feelings for you as before. And I promise you, I'll fix all the mistakes mom made to you. I promise, I'll love Bia as much as I love my own biological children. Want to be Bi, become a mother's daughter?!", Ms Sri still kekeh assured me.

How'this?????

"But ma'am, you know....!"

"Your status? Febri is also a widower!", said Bu Sri. What more reason do I have?

"You still love your ex-husband? If you are with Febri, God willing you will be able to escape your ex-husband slowly really."

Well you???? How do you say that, this Indonesian teacher????

"You want Nduk?", Ms Sri still put on a face like that. Doesn't fit at all, actually, different than usual. I'm still used to seeing the faces of the judges.

"Sir, lek hope you can slowly forget about Alby. You have a future!" said Lek Sarman.

Bismilbornrahmanirrahim's.....

I took my breath.

"Bismillah, God willing, sir, lek! Bia will try. But.... really not going to get married for the near future? Bia doesn't want to go too fast for the wedding."

"Alhamdulillah!", said the four adults in front of me.

"Ngga nduk, do not have to get married in the near future. Like I said, there's a lot that Febri has to take care of. He's not our rich civilian."

I'm nodding.

"Yes, I used the ring???" asked Ms Sri. I also nodded in agreement.

O Allah, may my hasty decision not cause ill effects in the future. Especially for me and Febri.

"Thank you Nduk!", Madam Sri kissed my forehead. Ah, what is this feeling? Am I happy????

"The formal application will be Nduk, if Febri can take his time. For now just a formality, just a bond between you and Febri" said the father.

"That's enough sir!", I said. Mr. Bambang shook his head.

"Gga dong, later his application that crowded abis was immediately agreed and reception."

I'm gawking in disbelief. O God? Is this a dream?????

"Excuse me sir, ma'am!", a waiter came to us at home and there must be something important. Our phones from earlier in silent.

"What is mba?", asked Lek Sarman.

"That's sir, in front of his friend mba Bia from Jakarta."

"My victory? Who's mba?", I wonder.

"Mas Sakti with his wife, continue. mas-mas wear TNI uniforms and girls are still young mba!", replied the waiter.

"Huh? Mas sakti?", ask. The waiter nodded.

"Yes, meet me! We can go back to the stall, all dinner. I have not cooked yet!", said Ms. Sri.

We all agreed to go out and go back to the store.

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Alby's been raping Nabil. She even announced her baby's name to her family.

"Muhammad Nabil Rizkysah"

Mak Titin and Hartama are excited to see their granddaughter behind a glass window. The baby was born prematurely, so she still needs treatment, but she is lucky to be healthy.

Alby looked at his wife in the ICU. His wife's body was attached to various tools to support her life. Yes, after the operation, Silvy fell into a coma.

Doctors had warned them long ago that Silvy had chosen to save her baby.

A mother's struggle! No matter how bad she used to be, in fact her maternal instinct made her turn into a much better person, although maybe the time was not long.

"Wake up, Vy, you said love to me and our son! You must wake up! You see right? I'm gonna get you here? I won't leave you and our son. I promised, right? Open your eyes Vy!", Alby shed his tears.

"We'll raise our children together! Wake up! I'm sorry for ignoring you so much Vy! Wake up!", said Alby. Although no one else will hear his words. But Alby believes Silvy knows he's asking Silvy back.

In Silvy's unconscious condition, he was dreaming.

Silvy was in the green meadow with a fresh breeze greeting his face. A little boy approaches Silvy, the same girl who was once present in his dreams.

"Assalamualaikum mother!", greet the little girl. Silvy smiled.

"Walaikumsalam, beautiful girl!", greet Silvy kindly.

"Why is Mommy here?", asked the little girl.

"Mother's place is now here maybe son!", replied Silvy.

The little boy nodded.

"When you don't feel it!", replied the girl.

"When?", Silvy parroted. The girl nodded and smiled.

"My brother's name is Nabil, right? And I'm Nabila, which if meant...Your honor."

Silvy nodded in understanding.

"Yes, you will be noble children and moral character. Sholeh and Solehah."

When I smile again.

"Mother may be here, but it can't be long!" said Nabila, sitting next to Silvy.

"Why? This place is beautiful!", replied Silvy.

"Yes, this place is beautiful. But not the mother's place. Mommy emang may be here, but rich that Nabila said. Don't dawdle! Kasian papa, nangisin mom hold. Look!", Nabila pointed in one direction. Silvy sees Alby crying over her sleeping self in the gurney.

"Papa wants to, mother wake up!", said Nabila.

"But, where's mom here dear Nabila?"

"Yes, if you still want to be here! But later if you are bored here, back to papa with sister Nabil?" said Nabila. Silvy didn't agree nor did he shake his head.

"Mama will be happy with her new path, mom and dad too. Nabila sad when you see you sad!", Nabila hugged Silvy's body. His hand spontaneously returned Nabila's embrace.

"Mama Bia must be happy Nabila, equally papa!" said Silvy quietly. There was no word from Nabila, he just smiled.

"If you want to go first, mother if you still want to be here please. But promise, don't be long?", again he reminded it.

Silvy nodded, along with Nabila who stayed away.

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