
Laras enveloped the Sultan and kissed him on the forehead. He loved his son so much. Although she was not the one who gave birth to him, but she assumed that the Sultan was born from his own womb.
Laras recalled the time she and her husband were having a little picnic by the river. He saw the body of a child being dragged down by water.
Laras and her husband saved the child, and took her home. He did not report it to the police, as he was reluctant to take off the very handsome and cute child who had touched his motherly heart.
Laras and her husband are not yet destined to have a biological child. But perhaps God intended her to be the mother of the child.
Laras looked at the Sultan while wiping away his tears. Yes, the boy is now growing up. He is the Sultan.
...
Samuel also experienced things that were not much different from the Sultan. His body was in cold sweat. Again he dreamed of the little girl, even he saw the little girl come to him and cursed him for taking the life of his family.
"Itahhhh..."
Samuel screamed and woke up from his nightmare.
"You're dreaming again, baby?"
Rosa ran to Samuel's room. It was a habit, almost every night he woke up to Samuel's screams.
"Why did we leave them Mah? why?"
Samuel was so depressed because of his guilt. He once tried to find traces of the little girl when he was 15 years old. But the events of the past years are not easy to dig. He asked the residents around the incident, but no one knew where the girl was now. People just said that the parents of the poor girl died, and her brother was lost in the river.
Even now, Samuel is still looking for traces of the little girl. But the result is nil.
"I'm sorry Papa, it should have been Papa taking responsibility and not running away like a coward."
Hamdan came and apologized to his son who had to bear the consequences of his actions for 13 years.
"After all we have to find the girl. Only by getting his forgiveness can I escape this guilt and nightmare."
"Papa will focus on looking for him now. Papa's gonna talk to papa's friend who's been there for about that year. Hopefully he has that girl's data that can help us."
Hamdan, a police officer, planned to contact his friend Malik who he thought was on duty there at the time of the accident.
...
"Why do you suddenly want to find out the case of that single accident?"
Malik asked Hamdan when they met at a cafe.
Yes, the police thought the accident was a single accident. No trace of any other vehicle was found and no eyewitnesses and surveillance cameras were attached.
"I just don't think the case is over. Cause I heard the son of the victim disappeared and hasn't been found yet."
"That case has been a long time, so it will be difficult to get the file. But I'll try to find him. I also feel sorry for that poor little girl. He cried hugging the bloodied body of his parents. Even the girl would not take the body of her parents off when it would be buried."
Malik's words were like a breath of fresh air to Hamdan.
"You were at the funeral?"
Hamdan asked so enthusiastically. It was a big footprint for him.
"No, it just so happened that I was sent out of town. But my friend attended the funeral."
"Please help me Lik! Ask your friend where the tomb is. I'll be very grateful to you."
Hamdan clasped Malik's hand, making Malik wonder why his friend wanted to know the case.
"Okay, I'll help you. It's also still my job as a cop."
Malik said unsuspecting if his friend was the cause of the accident 13 years ago.