Is this my Line of Destiny?

(IGT) CHAPTER 07

Alexa was only speechless to hear his father's explanation, Alexa was confused should he believe it or not, while he himself did not know for sure what exactly had happened.

So Alexa decided to shut up.

Mr. Hendra prayed fervently for the calmness of Bu Rianti there.

"Where do you live now, son?" asked Mr. Hendra when he saw his daughter was just silent. By then, he had finished praying.

"At the home of one of the residents Well, since childhood me and my mother lived there" replied Alexa honestly, because that's what she knew.

"Have you been hitching a ride in someone's house all this time?" Mr. Hendra knew exactly that his late wife's relatives had no one living in the village.

"I don't know Well, obviously we live with an old woman named Mbok Mirah."

Once again, Mr. Hendra hugged his daughter affectionately.

"Follow Dad to town, we're staying with your mother and sister." pinta Pak Hendra.

Alexa fell silent again, in her heart she was worried. If he goes with his father, then it is the same as leaving Mbok Mirah alone.

"Let's talk to Mbok Mirah, shall we?" ask Alexa later.

"All right boy!" Mr. Hendra agreed.

However, so far Mbok Mirah is closer to Alexa in comparison to him.

TRINGS.

TRINGS.

TRINGS.

The voice of Mr. Hendra's phone rang, without a second thought Mr. Hendra immediately raised the call on his phone.

"God…!"

"Where's papa? Why not go home yet? There's a guest at Papa's nyariin!" The sound from the cell phone is like the sound of a bird, the sound just like that, even before Mr. Hendra finished saying the word 'Halo'.

"Yes ma, I'll be home soon, there's still business!" Answer Mr. Hendra flatly.

"If you don't mind, the guest is told to wait." Continue Mr. Hendra.

"Alright, don't be long!" The voice from inside the phone is a bit calmer than before.

"Yes!" Mr. Hendra replied and then decided on the phone call.

After receiving the call on his phone, Mr. Hendra immediately put his phone into his pants pocket.

"Who are you?" alexa looked at her father's face.

"Your mother!" Mr. Hendra replied briefly.

Hearing his father's reply, Alexa understood that the call was from his wife.

Finally finished praying together, Mr. Hendra and Alexa immediately returned to drive the car to the house of Mbok Mirah, a house where Alexa grew up so far.

At that time, Mbok Mirah was sweeping his yard, Mbok Inexpensive was surprised when he saw a luxury car stop in front of his house

"Whose car? What's the need to come here?" muttered Mbok Mirah was astonished.

However, a smile graced her face, when she saw Alexa get off the car.

"Alexa, who are you riding in?" ask Mbok Mirah.

"Over the whole story Mbok, come with me inside, there's something important I want to ask." Alexa is followed by Mbok Mirah.

After all sitting in the front room of the house, Alexa explained to Mbok Mirah.

"If I were up to you, it's Lexa" Mbok Mirah said at the end of the Alexa story.

Mr. Hendra was relieved to hear Mbok Mirah's remarks.

"Thank you Mbok, for taking care of my daughter all this time" said Mr. Hendra with both currencies glazed over.

"Sorry sir, even though our lives are short, Alexa has never once lacked compassion!" mbok Mirah.

Not without reason Mbok Mirah said that, because he did not want Alexa to experience as experienced by the late Bu Rianti.

"Yes, I understand," replied Mr. Hendra briefly.

"Over this time, I have considered Alexa as My own daughter." - Mbok Mirah.

"Yes, once again, I say a big thank you."

Soon, Alexa came out of her room with a bag that was not too big.

"Are you ready?" asked Mr. Hendra, his eyes sparkled when he saw Alexa as beautiful as his mother Almarhumah, even if only with makeup makes up as makeshift.

"It's Dad!" Answer Alexa immediately.

"All your clothes?" Mr. Hendra was surprised, because only a bag carried Alexa.

"Yes, this is all Well."

Satisfied by Mr. Hendra when he saw all that, he imagined what kind of life his daughter had lived all this time.

"Mbok, Lexa said goodbye," said Alexa while hugging Mbok Mirah. Likewise with Mbok Mirah, he returned to return Alexa's embrace, there was a hug-hugging for a moment.

"Please be well!" mbok Mirah's Message.

"Frequently visit Mbok here!"

pinta Mbok Mirah again, Alexa just nodded slowly.

Wanting to feel he was crying, however, Alexa still held it, because he did not want his separation in tears by Mbok Mirah who had considered himself as his own daughter.

Mbok Mirah accompanied the departure of Alexa until it was no longer visible from his vision.

Before actually leaving the village, Alexa met Septi first. In addition to saying goodbye, Alexa also wants to return the bike he borrowed from Septi, as well as want to hand over the deposit money from the sale of the newspaper today.

"Where's Alexa going? Who is that guy?" septi asked when he saw Alexa take her bike down from the car.

"That's my dad Ma'am, thank you Ma'am for loaning me a bike. Oh, yes Ma'am, it's a deposit today, it's probably the last time" Alexa said, handing over twenty-thousand bills to Septi.

"No Alexa, take this money for you" Septi refused to accept the money.

"But Ma'am…,"

"Take it, consider it a bonus from me, who knows you need it" Septi explained.

Alexa received the money because she could no longer refuse.

"If you've stayed there, don't forget me, here's my phone number, call me if you have time" Septi said, tears beginning to pool in his eyes.

"Take care of yourself, yes" Septi said.

Unimaginable how sad their feelings were then, other than being friends, Septi and Alexa had been like brothers. And, never imagined they would part.

"Yes Ma'am" replied Alexa as she re-entered the car.

Eventually the car drove into the city.

Along the way, they talked a lot. Tell each other their experiences. And they stopped talking, when they reached the front of a luxurious mansion.

"Is this Dad's house?" alexa asked, as if she did not want to let go of her gaze from the luxurious mansion.

"Yes son, this is Dad's mansion, and you'll be staying here too." Answer Mr. Hendra.

While in the handsome mansion a man was sitting on a sofa, playing his cell phone, I don't know what the man was doing.

"Once you?" asked the man when he saw Mr. Hendra entering his mansion.

"Sorry, make you wait." said Mr. Hendra.

"No problem" the man replied again.