Liz Nadia's

Three Different Cry

One year later ....

Red-shaded eyes, loose breathing fluid in the nose for too long crying, showing the fragility of Liz Nadiah who had just lost.

Grandpa Panca's old body just got buried. Liz Nadiah, accompanied by Andromeda, of course, has been settling back in her hometown from six months ago, after getting word from Magda, that the old man's health continues to decline as time moves forward.

Various treatments and therapies have been carried out in an effort to cure Grandpa Panca, but still ... The Lord is the sure determinant, at the end of all acts.

Panca's grandfather was buried in his village which of course was the same village where Liz Nadiah was born, also grew rejuvenated.

"Already, dear, Grandpa must have been calm in nature there," said Andromeda calmed down as he rubbed the arm of his wife who is now embraced. "We're home!"

But Liz Nadiah refused quickly with a sledgehammer. "No! I don't want to go home yet."

Andromeda's forehead is wrinkled not understanding. "Then?"

"After going to Dad's grave. I want to see my house."

A moment of gasping for joy, Andromeda began to nod his head shortly after making his decision. "alright. But I can't allow long. I'm afraid you're exhausted" she said, gently rubbing Liz Nadiah's stomach, which began to bulge, as her gestational age began to climb seven months. "Sean, you take Magda home. Me and Madam, go to the village for a while."

Sean nodded obediently. "Okay, Young Master!"

Liz Nadiah nodded in agreement.

Then she and her husband started walking towards the car. There seems to be a real romance between the two. Andromeda did not let go of his embrace on the woman's shoulders, loving.

Shortly thereafter.

Andromeda's car had been stopped at the end of a road not far from the courtyard of Liz Nadiah's small house that had been burned for years - after a pilgrimage to eat Shada Yasin in the other corner of the village.

With gontai, Liz Nadiah set his foot in front of the yard, then stopped stiffly about a meter from the direction of the terrace.

In the concentration of his soul, he stared at the building full of memories that had not touched the renovation at all. It still looks black the rest of the fire.

In an instant, his heart rippled, then turned into a stifling roar. He felt a sudden pain crashing along with the silhouettes of memories that began to mill around in his head. Her tears are back.

Andromeda held him tight. "That's it. All has passed" he said, peeping into the head of his wife's head covered in hijab.

While Liz Nadiah was still as excited as she was in her chest, Andromeda raised her head and circled around. Within a few seconds of peeking, Andromeda's eyes turned narrowed-pictured, like something unusual had been gained.

Aye!

The time of the fire has been more than a year. This house should be in a mess. Or at least, overgrown with tall weeds. But what he got .... "Something's been cleaning up this house."

The mumbling-shaped statement was of course heard by Liz Nadiah. The woman was aghast then looked up at Andromeda's face with a thick frown on her face. "What did you say?" He was completely unaware of the unusual circumstances surrounding the house that bore witness to almost half of his age.

Andromeda jerked his head, looking down at Liz Nadiah. For a moment he moved his body slightly to reach a distance. "You wait here for a minute. I want to make sure of something" he said, holding both of his wife's shoulders.

"Where are you going?" Liz Nadiah doesn't understand.

"I'm going to go inside the house. Just for a second."

"Untuk apa?" Liz Nadiah mulai gusar.

"It's okay. Just look around. If you go inside, I'm afraid there's a piece of rubble on you."

Step by step, Andromeda's legs pierce the ground and continue on to the terrace. Shut up for a moment in front of the door's leafless frame. He bows his head into the interior of the house that has been destroyed.

"Thus .. uhuk!"

Andromeda's eyes widened. The sound of coughing was heard from inside the house. Whose voice is that? Is it crazy? ask Andromeda's heart to be curious.

For a moment he looked back, where Liz Nadiah was still standing furiously staring at him.

"What's up?" Liz Nadia asked.

"Sttts." Andromeda interjected quickly, placing her mouth on her lips - asking Liz Nadiah not to speak too loudly. "I'm going in" he whispered from a distance, directing one of his palms to the interior of the house.

Liz Nadiah is getting confused. What did Andromeda do?

And the man, now his steps have reached the middle of the house, passing through the pieces of the building scattered in his part. Then he crawled deeper

Until his gaze fell on the last room Liz Nadiah used to live in without a bed, when he was rescued by the woman while drifting in the river.

The room was shabby-covered!

"I have to make sure who's in there." He moved his legs very slowly and as much as possible without a sound.

A few seconds later, he had been standing before the door of the curtained room. With a hint of hesitation, Andromeda forced his palm to flick through the curtain and see who was inside. And ....

Three crying sessions with different themes, passed by Liz Nadiah within a day.

The departure of Grandpa Panca, the spark of memories in the small house of the remnants of his fire, and also ....

"I was looking for Mom everywhere" he said with a loud whisper that sounded so bitter in the man's arms. No matter the weathered smell that penetrates the tightness of his nose-the smell that comes from the body he holds. "But it never works."

On the dirty porch in front of the house, Liz Nadiah and Andromeda sat down. Along with another one that Andromeda had just kicked out of the house, after getting an answer, that he-who he was asked, clearly recognized who Liz Nadiah was.

Unkempt pale skin, a shabby veil whose entire fibers are beginning to wear out is engulfed in blemish spots, as well as a thin body that looks almost like fleshless bones ....

That was the picture of Muana at this time. Very concerning. "What's wrong. Mother is here, son," said softly Muana while gently rubbing her son's back. "Then ... have you found your mother?"

The question made Liz Nadiah stunned. He shook with his loud cry. "Yet, Mommy. Not a single speck of light led me to find it."

Muana breathed a heavy sigh. "Patience, Son. Someday, God will meet you." Liz Nadiah nodded while confirming Muana's words.

"Then how did you escape from Diraga during the captivity and massacre?" Andromeda's itchy mouth suddenly spouted a question that he had been holding back.

Hearing that, Liz Nadiah lifted herself up from Muana's arms, stared for a moment at Andromeda, then nodded at muana. He also wanted to talk about that fact.

After turning his gaze to the husband and wife, Muana momentarily fell silent, then began to point his face in a direction. His eyes seemed empty glaring far into that terrible time.

Moments later, Muana began to recount his experience after being released by a masked man also in black gloves, which until this moment he never knew who the person really was.

But when Muana pleaded for the man to release also those prisoners in the cellar held captive with him, the man balked, and instead told him to quickly go through the small crack that Liz Nadiah had used to escape.

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