Hold on or let go!

The Eps 203

Earlier...

"I want to go Tin, please take care of my grandson as long as I'm not around" Hartama said.

"Nabil is also my granddaughter, no need to be reminded like that I will take care of Nabil!", said Titin as he looked at the grandson from outside the glass. Hartama did the same.

"Where are you going?" asked Titin.

Hartama.

"Something's the place!", he answered briefly and then looked back at the grandson.

"Yes, where? Do not go far, later if Silvy wakes up looking for mas how?", asked Titin.

Hartama didn't answer anything.

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Malvin visits Silvy at the hospital. He came alone there. There was a feeling of guilt lurking inside the chest of a famous Malvin player.

Malvin's eyes condensed staring at the crossroads he once loved. But his biggest regret is that he was one of the reasons why Silvy could choose a life with a marriage that might torment him.

If Malvin hadn't cheated and betrayed Silvy. The girl may not have had an accident that left her leg deformed. Changing his attitude and his cheerful nature to arrogant and forced.

Forcing his will to get whatever he wants, even the husband of a person.

Malvin can't say anything more. Until he realized the presence of someone behind him.

"Mas Alby!", said Malvin.

"Thank you for visiting my wife!" said Alby. Malvin nodded thinly.

"Hopefully Silvy will wake up quickly!", said Malvin. Alby.

"Yes, God willing Silvy will soon wake up and see his handsome son."

Malvin looked at the husband of his ex-girlfriend.

"Male?", asked Malvin.

"Yes, his name is Nabil. Silvy gave me that name!", replied Alby.

"Mas Alby can love Silvy and Nabil?" asked Malvin. Alby turned to the ABG guy who was heading to adulthood.

"I love them."

Malvin knows Alby's answer. It may be true that he loves, but he does not love like he loves Bia.

"You alone?", asked Alby.

"Huum! The semester break, the kids are on vacation!" says Malvin.

"You're not on vacation?" asked Alby.

"There's a plan to go to Anton's place, but.!", Malvin hangs up the sentence.

"But why?"

"I want to see Silvy wake up!", said Malvin.

"It's a holiday, it's a vacation. I'll let Silvy know when he wakes up!", Alby pats the boy on the shoulder.

Who would have thought the relationship between the two was now improving.

"I also saw the story wa Anika. He was in Anton's village with his brother and sister-in-law."

"Ooh..!", that's all Alby said. Then the two looked back at Silvy who was lying weakly with his breath looking up and down.

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Hartama walked into the cemetery area between by a motorcycle taxi driver.

"Thank you sir!", said Hartama.

"Together sir!"

After that, Hartama walked to the Muslim cemetery complex. It just so happened that there was a middle-aged man who seemed to have finished cleaning the tomb.

"Excuse me sir!", said Hartama.

"Yes, what is it, sir?", asked the man who held the hoe.

"The father of this funeral?", asked Hartama. The father nodded too.

"I want to find the grave of my friend, his name is Salman Abdullah. Do you know where it is?", asked Hartama.

"Sir Salman owns the shop, right?", he asked. Hartama.

"Let me drive!", said the father. Hartama also followed the footsteps of the father.

"Father of the city, sir?", asked Hartama.

"Yes, I'm from Jakarta!"

The father nodded and stopped at a tomb bearing the name Salman Abdullah.

"This is Mr. Salman's grave. The late good people, almost all the people of the village here and next door knew him!", said the father. Hartama.

"Yes, he's my best friend. He is a very good man!", said Hartama.

"I'm sorry sir!", said the father. But before the father left, Hartama regretted it while tucking a red sheet of money on the father.

"Do not, sir!", said the father.

"Please thank you sir, as a thank you to me and you brought me here."

Finally, the father accepted it and left the area.

Hartama was sitting next to Salman's headstone. He read alfatihah to his late friend.

"Man, I'm sorry!", Hartama began to speak for himself in front of the gravestone.

"Gue's been looking for Lo's whereabouts. But I found you facing the almighty."

"Why did you say that was Man? Lo says I'm Lo's best friend, but Lo left me even when I've succeeded in wanting to repay Lo's kindness and also my debt to Lo!"

"Lo know Man, I'm evil! I made a fatal mistake. I hurt Lo's son, whom I have to love like my own son. But I hurt Lo's son!"

"Gue realized, even if I kissed the foot of Lo's child, the cave will not be able to restore his happiness. I took her happiness! I made him suffer Man! I'm sorry!"

Hartama was stuck next to his best friend's navel.

"If all the treasure I give to Lo's son, it will never be able to make up for all my mistakes."

Dada Hartama up and down. His heart was racing faster. He closed his eyes, looked up, fixed the sky bright enough. Luckily, Salman's grave is under a shady tree.

Hartama felt more pain in his chest. The funeral atmosphere was very quiet. The pain was increasingly attacking and made Hartama droop right on his best friend's headstone.

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Pranks....

Titin dropped a glass that he accidentally knocked over. His feelings were suddenly bad.

"Let me clean up Mom!" said Mila. Titin chose to sit down. He was preparing to head to the hospital to see his son and granddaughter. But somehow it felt like his feelings were not calm.

"Why Ma'am?", asked Mila.

"Where is Sapto Mil?", asked Titin. Mila called her husband.

"What's wrong Mom?", asked Sapto.

"To, did Tama say where he was going?", asked Titin. Sapto.

"No ma'am, sir looks rushed. I offered to accompany but master refused."

"Where is he!" said Titin limply.

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It was late in the afternoon, Anika and Bina chose to execute the vegetables in the refrigerator. Dimas himself had already returned to the city where he was on duty.

"Mas Sakti is usually in masakin what Bin?" I asked Bina.

"He's not as picky as I am. Whatever I cook, she always eats."

I nodded thinly. Anika herself chose to sit at the dining table. He was not so much trained in cooking.

"Whose mother is the same at home?"

"Mas sakti ngasih art to nemenin mother, we both live in the apartment."

"Oh, that! Your mother is healthy, right?"

"Alhamdulillah, Bi. My mother had surgery. It is also because of the help of mas sakti. Lucky I could be his wife."

"Yes, you're both lucky!", I said.

"Y...!"

"Heum, have you been dating Febri for a long time?"

"Then..it used to be so white gray until.yes..before you know your husband!", I said smiling.

"May you be a match, even though you have to pass many obstacles. Be someone else's partner first, just unite!", said Bina.

I nodded thinly and could only smile.

"When are you getting married? We also want to attend your wedding!"

"I don't know Bina yet. Just yesterday, Mr. Bambang asked me to be his son-in-law. Belom there's talk that way. Anyway, I haven't been alone long. What people say later!"

"Yes, anyway."

"Lagian, Febri is also on state duty. How could he suddenly take a leave of absence to get married when his duties have not been stretched."

Small building. He looked at the dining table. It turns out Anika is no longer there, instead she is sitting on the back porch.

"First, one of the reasons I didn't want to continue with Dimas, was also because it was Bi."

"What do you mean?"

"Gue is not ready if you have to stay on task. Especially if you go out of the country, the real war! I don't want to!"

"Out of country?", I asked.

Bina swallowed her saliva slowly. It looks like he's lost.

"Eum, yes it is sometimes the task of the kek that Bi!", Bina tried to dodge.

"What is Mas Febri's overseas assignment? He said the same to Dimas, and then he told all of you? But didn't tell me?", I asked.

I put a knife on the cutting board. Then wash my hands.

"Bi...Bi, sorry! Febri didn't mean to....!"

I left Bina in the kitchen. Then move to the home page. Sit under a mango tree that has started to bear fruit.

Bina approached her husband who was in the room, and told him everything that had happened in the kitchen.

Bina asks Sakti to persuade Bia so that she does not misunderstand.

"Y...!"

I looked at the voice that called me. But then I turned my face back.

Sakti sits on the rock in front of me.

"I'm sorry my wife!", said Sakti.

"Bina is not wrong!", I said.

"But he feels guilty, has made you rich" said Sakti again.

"Why do you have such a rich secret?", I stared.

"We just want to keep your feelings Bi. We know, you haven't fully accepted Febri in your heart. But that doesn't mean you don't care about him. And yes.we're sure, you'll be like if you know."

I looked the other way ahead.

"He was sent to the conflict area?", I asked Sakti without looking at him.

"Yes. I wish him well there! And he will come back, for you!", said Sakti.

Sakti is the most mature of them. He can always care for us who are younger than him. But still, I feel disappointed.

"Febri doesn't want to tell you Bi. He is happy to see you again and propose to you. But he was also sad, it turns out that in his happy time, he had to serve because of his responsibility to the country according to his oath first."

I sighed softly. Doesn't it? What right do I get angry ???

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"Why Nur?"

"That's sir, there's a report from the citizens."

"What's the report?", Anton closed the door.

"There are people who died."

"Who? Where's where?"

"At the funeral sir!", Nur said.

Anton breathed deeply.

"In the cemetery is where people died. Ah, I want to go home. Don't joke at the wrong time Nur!", Anton said, reopening his car door.

"I'm not kidding sir. There are people dead on top of Salman's headstone!", Nur said.

"Huh?", cried Anton.

"Yes, sir, I no longer think. Really!", said Nur convincingly.

"Innalilahi wa innailaihi Raji. Keep going, now how? Has anyone taken care of it?"

Nur nodded.

"It's been taken to the puskesmas sir."

"There's his identity, to contact his family?"

Nur nodded.

"The police have taken care of him sir."

"Oh, thank goodness."

"Sir!"

"Otherwise Nur??"

"Father knows the deceased sir!", said Nur.

"Our people?", asked Anton.

"Relatives of Salman?", asked Anton again.

But nur shook his head.

"That's sir, her ex-husband-in-law Mba Bia."

"Hahhhh???", this time Anton's screeches harder.

"Yes, you come with me to Puskesmas. Why didn't you say that from earlier? by the way muter-muter Mulu!"

"What the hell, heheh! Sir, am I really going to the puskesmas?"

Anton stared at one of the village hall workers.

"Yes Nuryanto!!!", Anton said. Nur obeyed the orders of his superiors.

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[Camp]

[Good afternoon, with Mr Alby?]

[Right, where is this from?]

[We are from Polsek xxxx kab. Xxx Orgy sir]

Bia village? Oh God, may nothing happen to my Bia. Alby got up from his seat. Along with Marsha who enters Alby's room. They were ready to go home.

[What's wrong, sir?]

[Sorry sir, one of our residents found the body of an adult male identified in the name of Hartama Adi Bahtiar on the headstone of Mr Salman Abdullah]

Alby was silent in disbelief. How could his father-in-law be on top of his former in-laws' gravestone as well????

[Bag...how can sir?]

[The body was taken to the district hospital after being taken to the puskesmas earlier. Mr. Lurah Anton, happened to help take care of the deceased to follow up to find out the cause of death of Mr. Hartama]

[I..iya.pak, coincidentally.we are relatives of Mr. Anton].

[If this is all we can tell Mr. Alby, we hope you can come here soon to confirm and follow up the process of recovering Mr. Hartama's body]

[Okay sir, thank you. I'll be there soon]

Alby sat on his bench. Massaging his increasingly throbbing head. His wife is still not awake from the coma, the son is still in care in the NICU now precisely papa-in-law died in a place that is enough to reach.

"What's the mas?", asked Marsha to tidy up some maps.

"Police said papa was found dead on his father's grave."

Marsha who was focused on her map now dropped the map.

"What?", asked Marsha in surprise.

"I have to go there Sha, but... What about my Mom? He must have lost papa a lot. What about Nabil? Who will take care of Nabil if Mak's condition will inevitably deteriorate?"

"Mas, don't be so pessimistic. I will contact the children at the branch office there to take care of all the necessities related to Mr. Hartama until you are there."

"Thank you Sha, I have to go to the hospital first!" said Alby. He immediately rushed to the hospital.

Arriving there, he found Mak sitting on the bench waiting but with his face unsettled.

Does Mak know? Inner Alby.

"Mommy?", call Alby.

"Jang!"

"Mom why?"

"Papa hasn't been in contact since morning Jang. Mak's taste is not good!", said Titin. Alby hugged her Mom.

"Alby please, Mak be patient!" Alby. Titin broke his embrace.

"Patience? Aya naon Jang?"

Alby took his breath. It was hard when he had to say that to his mother.

"Say jang, Aya naon?"

"Papa.papa was found dead on his father's grave."

"What??? No Jang! This morning papa was fine!", said Mak shook his head.

"But that's the reality. Mr. Anton, Mr. Bia also helped take care of him."

"Areally like that Jang??", asked Titin with her melted tears. Same with Mila and Sapto.

"Innalilahi wa innailaihi Raji'un!"

"Mommy, Alby's gonna bring papa's body home. Mak is here. Please take Silvy to Nabil to Mak!", said Alby. Titin nodded slowly.

"Down with my family, mang!" alby said to mang sapto.

"Let mamang accompany By!", said Sapto.

"Don't mang, Alby put them down! please!", said Alby reassuring them.

Alby handed the car keys to Mang Sapto. He heads straight to the airport because Marsha has already booked a plane ticket for him.

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Me and the others had dinner with the food Bina cooked. I who had been carried away by emotions was back to normal.

Tok.dok.

"There are rich guests, I open the door first huh?", I said goodbye to my guests.

"Assalamualaikum!", greet the person from outside the door.

"Master, sir?"

"Are you a guest again?", asked Anton.

"Huh, yes sir. Bia's friends from Jakarta. Enter sir!"

Anton went into the living room.

"So sir, Bia make you a drink first?!"

"Neither do it!"

I also sat back on the sofa.

"How come you didn't tell us about Febri proposing to you?", asked Anton. I sighed softly.

"Not yet to formally apply, sir. That's why Bia didn't say mother and father."

"Yes, next time we talk about Nduk. There's something more important."

"What's up, sir?", I asked.

"There are people who found Mr. Hartama's body in the tomb of your father nduk!"

"Huh? A body? Innalilahi wa innailaihi Raji'un!", I shut my mouth.

"Bodies are being brought to the county hospital."

I froze. Whatisthis? Should I be happy, the man who destroyed my household with Alby has now earned his karma!? But why did it die so soon??? Why wasn't he tortured in this world before he got his punishment there?? Eh???

Athaghfirullah! Why am I so bad! What difference would I have if my mind were like this?

"Sir!", call Anton. And Anton's voice surprised me.

"Are you okay?"

"It's nothing sir."

"Yes, if you go home first."

"Yes sir."

"Assynnya!"

"Getishalam."

After my father came home, I went back to the dinner table. The others have finished eating. Bina was washing the containers we ate.

"Who's the mba?", asked Anika.

"My father!"

They understand who I mean.

"Master must have been found dead in my father's grave."

"Innalilahi wa innailaihi Raji'un!" they said compactly.

"Yes, you guys just rest. Adek if you want to immediately break into the room just yes, mba ga lock the door really!"

"Yes mba!", said Anika.

At a time like this, I was thinking about Alby. Somehow he faced this situation.

His wife is in a coma, his son's condition is not stable and now his father-in-law is dead. Alby must have been really bad!

My phone clinks. Just a chat from Febri. He's been taking off since an hour ago.

I am confused by my feelings!

On the one hand, I want to give Alby moral support. But on the other hand, I also feel anxious about Febri who will serve in a place that is prone to conflict in the country of people there.

Oh God! Give patience to Alby so that he can get through all the problems he faces.

I hope...Febri was given safety and health and was always protected wherever he was and returned to me safely.

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After meeting the target, it soon ends anyway ⁇ ️️

Thanks, sorry for so much typo 🙏🙏🙏