Is this my Line of Destiny?

(IGT) CHAPTER 58

Before Saga and Bu Lalika left the mention, they were surprised by the arrival of several people dressed all in black and neat.

"What's this about? Why are you guys giving a dividing line in this mansion?" Saga asked as he watched the men stretch out a yellow line around the Mansion.

"This attention has been officially sold and we were ordered to keep an eye on this Mansion!" Answer one of the men.

"What do you mean, who sold this mention? I as the owner never sold this mention to anyone!" resolute Saga again because at that time he still felt confused by the situation he was facing.

"Our boss has bought this mansion from Mrs Raisya Hawiranata Kusuma and it has been declared official. Because at this time the certificate of mention is already in our hands!" Answer one of them again.

"May I see the sale certificate?" Saga asked for evidence to convince her whether the mention had actually been sold by her brother.

Then someone from them went to a car and took something there, then came back to Saga, and handed a brown Map to Saga.

Saga immediately grabbed the map and opened it and read carefully the writing on the paper. Saga's eyes turned perfectly round, when he saw that the mansion had been officially sold for five trillion and paid in Cash to Raisya.

"Not only this Mansion is the master who was sold by Mrs Raisya, but the Hawiranata Kusuma company has also been sold to us" said the person again.

How shocked Saga was when she heard all the information, she never thought her sister had taken the name of all her family's assets on her own behalf, making it easier for her in the sales process. Raisya does not need Saga's approval.

"So all this time Raisya just use myself, I fought desperately for the company to rise again and succeed but what I got. Brother Raisya has sold everything" Saga muttered almost inaudibly.

His mind whimpers Why all the new harsh realities he realized, if only Saga could be more vigilant and not trust Raisya too much of course this would not happen. However, whatever the power of all has already been extended.

"How's mister? Do you believe it?" Ask that guy again.

"Yes, I once believed, sorry," Saga's voice was slower than ever.

Bu Lalika shook her head looking at all the treatment of Raisya who did not care at all for his brothers, all Raisya thought about was the pleasure of his life, without thinking about anyone else.

"Raisa's really outrageous, how could she do all this, has she never thought about the fate of her brothers?" Ms. Lalika grumbled, she felt very annoyed at Raisya who was just doing her own thing.

"That's it, Ma, no need to worry. Just let Raisya now enjoy all the luxuries of his life and satisfy his own pleasure, I still have a little savings for us to live. While Mama I will deliver to Syarifudin's grandfather's house.

"Who is Syarifudin's grandfather? Mama just heard her name?" asked Bu Lalika who felt he did not know Syarifudin's grandfather.

"Let me tell you first Later Mama also knows," said Saga with a forced smile just because she wanted to encourage her stepmother so as not to worry too much about the situation.

Saga and Bu Lalika are forced to stop an angkot, because all assets including Saga's car have been sold by Raisya.

By riding the angkot finally they arrived at a place that has a safe atmosphere. Bu Lalika threw his gaze in all directions observing one by one every corner of the place.

"Is this a pesantren?" Bu Lalika asked Saga who was also enjoying the tranquility of the atmosphere in that place. It was a calm she had hardly felt for the past few years, as it was only the first time she had set foot back after her mother had died.

"Yes Ma, this is a pesantren. Grandpa Syarifudin is the caretaker of this Pesantren," replied the saga recalling the figure of his grandfather who is kind and friendly and also authoritative.

"Well, the atmosphere is so soothing it is very different from the situation in the city everyone is busy with world affairs, but here they are all busy praying expecting Divine Ridho," Bu Lalima was amazed to see the santri back and forth flocking towards the mosque to perform ashar prayers.

Yes, that time has entered the time of Ashar prayer. Then one of the santri walked in a row towards Saga who was standing in front of the gate with Bu Lalika.

"Assalamualaikum Aden, Mari entered Aden Pak Kyai is in the mosque because soon the time for ashar prayer will arrive" said the santri who turned out to be named Asep.

"Getishalight." Saga replied, a remark he had not said for many years.

Yes, since his mother died his father never invited Saga or Raisya to visit the pesantren even though it was just visiting Syarifudin's grandfather.

Syarifudin's grandfather was the father of his late mother, Syarifudin's grandfather was kind and very considerate. Before his mother came with his father to the city they had lived in the pesantren as well, but only a few months after that both Saga's parents settled in the city because his father had a big business there, the Hawiranata Kusuma company.

" Let's Aden I deliver to the dalem room," Asep politely asked. The young man bowed in front of Saga and Bu Lalika.

"Well, thank you," said Saga and Bu Lalika simultaneously.

"Very wide this Pesantren page Saga, All who live here must feel at home let alone the atmosphere is very peaceful at heart," amazed Bu Lalika relentlessly looked at the vast pesantren yard.

"Yes Ma, this Pesantren is indeed very broad because indeed the land owned by grandfather was all built for this Pesantren place because grandfather had no one else after my late grandmother and my late mother died." Sahut Saga's.

"Then does that mean he lives alone?" Bu Lalika asked when he heard that Syarifudin's wife and son had died. Then he said again" Poorly yes, "

"Yes, therefore, after grandmother died Kakeki founded this pesantren to fill his lonely days." Answer Saga.

They stepped into a building that looks older than other buildings, in that building Syarifudin's grandfather lived alone. While the Santri and santriwati live in their respective dormitories. There are only a few people who take turns daily to take care of every need Syarifudin grandfather as a caregiver of the pesantren.

Some were cooking, some were sweeping the floor and some were washing his cutlery. But not to wash clothes, because Mr. Kyai Syarifudin prefers to wash all clothes himself