JUDITH

MUTE OR ....

"Then bring Irene here! We want to take him home right now!" Bu Magda also snapped more fiercely.

He was not aware that the principal sister was actually very much waiting for the moment where one of them asked like that. The headmaster immediately said in a soft voice to calm down,

"Sorry, Miss Magda. Not that we forbid, but with Irene's condition like that it's better to wait until calm first. Later, if it is calm we will deliver it ourselves. We hope that Ms. Duwina doesn't mind."

Bu Magda who was ready for a fight instantly froze with a face that looked pale from the crib. The same thing happened to Bu Duwina and after a long silence, the two exchanged glances.

Before they could speak, the principal sister spoke again, "We're here trying our best for Irene. So, please cooperate with him."

"I'm sorry for being carried away by emotions" Ms. Yuliana said in a hoarse voice. "I beg for cooperation. Later if Irene's mood is better, I myself will deliver it."

Feeling the earnestness of Ms. Yuliana, Ms. Duwina hurriedly said, "No papa, Sus, we can understand. We didn't want to bother, so let's just come next time. And we're really sorry for coming here without telling you first."

"In that case, we'll take this matter as being done, yes, ma'am?" The head sister spoke very calmly knowing that the two people were not struggling.

"Yes, Sister. Again forgive us." After that Bu Duwina spoke to Bu Magda, "You should also apologize."

"But, Mom---"

Ms. Duwina said firmly, "I apologize also for the incident when you were angry to talk carelessly by threatening to move Irene to another foundation. Let's apologize."

With a sour face, Magda was forced to do his mother's orders. "Pardon me, Sus."

Bu Yuliana simply stared indifferently, while the headmaster sister gave a small nod without saying anything. After that they were still chatting until about five minutes into the future. As soon as they left, Ms. Yuliana and the principal sister were back in discussion.

"Oh yeah, Sus, I forgot to say. Last night Irine was doodling the faces of Bu Duwina and Bu Magda, meaning the faces in the photos."

"Couldn't you? Not that she's such a pity--"

"He loved only his father. Irene cut out a photo of her father before she was doodled. On the back of the photo she's tulisi not mother not brother, until full."

The headmaster sister frowned and looked at Bu Yuliana with narrowed eyes. "Since Irine's been on medical tests, hasn't she?"

"No, Sus. His son is healthy too."

"Then tomorrow take him check the ENT to Panti Waluyo. I suspect the kid has a problem in that part."

"Good, Sister. Then I say goodbye first. Washing the children's bed linen isn't finished."

The headmaster sister chuckled amusedly. "Pantes is just a bad pussy."

Ms. Yuliana was struck while walking to the door. After her figure disappeared, the headmaster's sister called someone.

"Where are you?"

"On the front sidewalk of the complex, Sus."

"Yes. They just turned at the crossroad. I'm leaving now, Sus. Fear of losing track."

"Yes, already. Careful."

After breaking the connection, the female lead nurse took the map off the shelf, then was busy flipping through the stack of paper stored in it.

Meanwhile, in the Cloud House, Yudith was comforting Irene who still had not stopped crying.

"Irene had to believe both Bu Yudith and Bu Yuli. Don't be afraid of Sister Davince." While talking his fingers continued to stroke the arm of Irene who was lying on her side to her back.

"Mom Yudith wondered why Irene would not speak? Bu Yudith really wanted to hear Irene's voice and chat."

Irene was still crying and still facing the wall, Yudith almost ran out of sense to worship her. Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind. He wanted to give Irene a shock effect.

"Irene dear Ma'am Yudith, what's wrong? Saddened that Bu Yudith moved the dormitory because it was considered a fail--"

Irene suddenly roared while getting up from the bed and immediately hit Yudith, crying out.

"Already, already, don't cry anymore." Yudith took Irene's face away from her chest, and helped her wipe away the tears, asking her to say, "Try the story, why doesn't Irene want to see them? I still want to see my mom, right?"

His wet eyes looked at Yudith full of despair. It seemed like he wanted to say something too, but I don't know what kept him quiet.

"Irene can talk, right? God was so good at giving Irene a voice, why not use it?"

Irene's crying slowly subsided until she finally just sobbed. Yudith could not bear to keep urging him to talk. Finally he smiled shadyly while cupping Irene's face.

"Yes, for now I don't want to talk papa. But next time Miss Yudith really wants to hear Irene talk. Tell Ma'am Yudith about anything. Okay?"

Irene stared fixedly at Yudith, neither nodding nor shaking. Because Irene often behaved like that, Yudith also long began to assume that Irene was not unwilling to respond, but rather better not to answer than to lie. His ambiguity was really confusing, until there were times when Yudith thought that Irene was actually mute.

"Irene's still crying?" Ms. Yuliana came over and teased Irene with a witty question.

The girl immediately wiped her tears with her hands, but Ms. Yuliana gave her a tissue taken from the table.

"Not crying anymore. If Irene doesn't want to see them, no one will make a difference." Ms. Yuliana sat on the edge of the bed. "Maybe now you don't want to talk because you're still embarrassed, but later if you're embarrassed Irene will want to talk, right?"

Irene was just staring. Yudith's suspicions became more and more heart-pounding. With the intention of proving something, Yudith said, "If you don't want to talk, written also no papa, really."

Irene suddenly blinked, then gave a small nod. Yudith's heart immediately felt like it was covered with ice water. Cold, but does not make it dry even feel refreshing.

Now he seemed to understand why Irene never agreed or refused to talk next time. It was not because he did not want to, but because he could not. Irene seemed to have a real problem with talking. Mute or for something else?

Meanwhile, on the highway leading out of the Malang region to Pasuruan, Pak Heru who drove on his motorcycle continued to follow Bu Duwina's car.

He really did not expect that this would be his development. The more curious, even though he had to go far out of Malang, he would jabani.