It's not Cinderella

Chapter 50 Be Happy.(.Ending)

Our sons and daughters Aryan Rizky Permana and Aryanti Salsa Permata, Yafiq Miftahuddin

May you be sholeh and pious children.

The tasyakuran event held at the house of Mr. Yahdi was held simultaneously with the installation of old iron processing plants and plastic waste located next to the house of Mr. Yandi.

All citizens are invited to come and tell you that the factory will open for job vacancies only for local residents.

All citizens welcomed enthusiastically, especially for citizens who do not have higher education and unemployment.

Residents alternately came and congratulated the birth of the three grandchildren of Mr. Yandi.

Without exception, Mr. Trimo's family, Santi and her husband also came to congratulate him.

" Congratulations, Ditha, the twins are so cute" said Santi.

" O Santi, how are you? Sister is pregnant? Congratulations, hopefully given smoothness and health until giving birth later."

" This is Tha, thank God."

" Enjoy the dishes."

" Yes Tha makasiih." said Santi then walked towards the table where her husband was sitting.

" Have you seen their baby?"

" Yes bang, very funny, gemesin.adduuuh my stomach is really sick" said Santi with a grimace, suddenly his stomach cramp when he was about to sit.

" Dear you're okay, well come on.ayo we're going to the hospital."

" Why Amir?" said Mr. Trimo.

" Santi's stomach suddenly hurts sir."

" Let's take.ayo quickly.bu ma'am..ayo we go to Santi's hospital with stomach pains."

" Huh...but..!!?"

" Let's go fast" said Mr. Trimo chasing after his son and daughter-in-law.

Then they drove by car towards the city border.

" What was that about a storm?" said mr. Yandi.

" Santi Trimo sir's son suddenly got a stomachache sir.!"

" Why can you, why?"

" Is it possible that Santi's sister would give birth to a father?"

" Santi's pregnant, baby?" ask Aryo.

" Yes, when I saw the twins, Santi's big belly looks big, hopefully launched no less than one" said Ditha.

" Aaamiiin." they said in unison.

The event again took place with a festive, big family Mr. Yandi was very happy, all the trials they went through had been sweet in the end, without revenge and handed all to God finally reciprocated with happiness, with happiness, no matter where they are they always try to be beneficial to the people around them.

****

At Mr. Degrees residence, Mr. Degrees is lying weakly on the bed, ever since his business was toyed with by his own children he became sickly and none of the children were beside him when he was ill.

The treasure he was proud of and the traditions he believed would succeed turned out to backfire on him himself.

His children did what he told them to do, but finally one by one it was revealed that they were only married pretending, then all left.

Beside him only a wife who is also often sickly who is still faithful to accompany him, his wife who is also his cousin's brother does not want to leave him. His wife vowed to stay by his side until the end of his life.

Tok.dok.

" Yes.."

By walking slowly, Mr. Degajat's wife opened the door.

" Good afternoon our officers from the detention house ma'am, can we meet with Mr Salman's family?"

" I have my own mother, what's the matter sir?"

" I'm sorry we wanted to inform you that Mr. Salman is dead because he's sick ma'am."

" Innalilahi wa innailaihi roji'un." Mr. Derajat's wife was sitting limp on hearing the news of grief conveyed by the officer.

" Patience ma'am, sorry we brought the body in the ambulance, please welcome ma'am."

" Ba's good." Mr. Degajat's wife told art and their housekeeper to prepare everything.

In the room of Mr. Degajat heard the news of grief that could only shed tears, his body was no longer able to move.

All the workers in their homes are preparing for Mr. Salman's funeral.

Mr. Salman died of diabetes that he dreamed long after cutting his legs again wet wounds and spread more and more over his body so that he could not be saved again.

After the funeral, Mr. Derajat's wife was about to drink medicine for her husband, but when he woke up Mr. Degat did not move anymore, it turns out that God had picked him up.

" Innalilahi wa innailaihi roji'un, paaaak..!!"

" Suffering mistress..."

All his children were called and they came to deliver their father to the final rest next to the grave of Mr. Salman.

The arrogance and arrogance seemed meaningless, lost worthless, the treasure that was maintained so as not to be divided with outsiders from the family line was actually depleted by the arrogance and arrogance itself.

****

" Thank God" said Trimo's family.

" Mr. Amir, the baby's premature we moved to the nursery, yes, it must be in an incubator."

" Good sir doctor." said Mr. Khan Amir.

" Please if you want to be adzani directly to the nursery room ya."

" Yes, the midwife."

Mr. Khan Amir said goodbye to his wife to go to the nursery for a while.

Santi was sent to the room to rest.

" Bapak.mamak.." said Santi.

" Yes son, you're here, rest, you must be tired."

" Want to eat, son? eat first let's be strong."

" Yes mak, my baby how's mak?"

" It's still in the care of my son, because it's not yet time to be born so it's still not strong, you eat first to get out of the house quickly."

" Yes, mother."

Not long after Mr. Khan Amir entered his wife's room.

" Brother, how's my baby?" santi asked while eating to restore her strength.

" He's kind, sweetie, pretty like you."

" Huh...girl?"

" Yes. alhamdulillah."

" Thank God." said Santi and his parents.

" He should be in the incubator first until it is really strong baby, but said the doctor is good condition, we can only take it home if the weight is enough."

" Oh yeah gapapa bang, for her own good."

Then someone knocked on the door of the room, entered the nurse from the nursery.

" Mom, how's it going?"

" Yes ma'am."

" Eat and drink a lot so that the ASI quickly out yes, this I give the breast pump, later try at the pump yes, if it can come out, if it can come out, please take it to the baby's room."

" Yes ma'am, thank you."

" Together, I'm back in the room."

Santi's condition is fine so the doctor has allowed him to go home, but his son still can not be brought, he said, mr. Khan Amir rented one of the apartments adjacent to the hospital so that it was not too far away to take and deliver breast milk for the baby.

One month long Santi child in the care of finally enough weight and can be taken home.

Santi and her husband came out of the apartment they had rented to pick up their baby.

After taking care of everything, they came home with their baby out of the hospital.

" Let's go home.Let's go home" Santi said as she held her tiny baby.

" Thank you baby, I'm finally a dad" her husband said, driving.

" Thank you, brother, for choosing me to be the wife and mother of my brother's children."

" Ooeeek...oeeek." baby Santi's crying seems to be hungry because his mouth is looking for ****** his mother's milk.

" Yeah.iya..."

Santi breastfeeding her baby happily, her husband smiled to see her baby who was greedy breastfeeding.

" Healthy continues to be cantiiik." he said.

" Abi don't be flirtatious anymore ya biii, later beautiful jewel ears abi if flirtatious!!" said Santi while chuckling.

" Pardon cantiiik!!" sahut mister Khan Amir while holding his earlobe.

Both are happy that all the past actions are lessons to be learned, they have become parents, they must set a positive example for their children in the future.

***

Aryo and Yayan's business is growing, Fitri returned to teaching Kindergarten children after Yayan built a school building for underprivileged children.

Ditha opened a business next to her house which she named Twins Tailor, she was pregnant again because the twins were 5 years old.

Ditha had checked her pregnancy and apparently she was pregnant with twins again.

Happiness unceasingly approached them, all thanks to Ditha and Yayan's patience in living life.

The lesson from Ditha's story is yes.Everyone must have got a second chance, just how to take that second chance well, revenge revenge revenge will not be good so let go of the hurt feelings by taking it and handing the judiciary to the Power.

Hopefully useful and see you in the next story...

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