Mahligai Infidelity

- The Unexpected Meeting

“Irma, Irma!” yelled bi indun repeatedly.

“Irma, help mom son,” call bi indun once again.

After hearing the mother call, Irma came out.

“Mother, who is it?” ask Irma.

“We take this guy in first. Help mom pull her into nak,” bi Indun command.

They brought Buto into the house, while Wulan followed behind them.

Entering the door of the house, the situation inside turned out to be very bright. Inside the house the lights are lit so bright, in contrast to outside the house that does not have the slightest light.

Buto is brought in to the middle room. Blood is seen attached to the clothes that are on Buto.

“Buto?” call Wulan.

“Dia why Nyah?” tanya bi indun's.

“Other bi, maybe hit by a shot or something, I don't know what happened either,” replied Wulan.

Irma immediately tore the shirt on Buto's body, there is a hole in the left abdomen translucent to the back. A little blood still flowed from the wound.

“Yeah my goodness, why is this so? This is why there is so much blood,” said bi Indun while covering the wound.

“Buto came to my rescue, as we were about to flee we were chased by some of Brian's bodyguards. At that moment there was a gunshot, which occurred to us just running as far away from the place as possible bi,” obviously Wulan recalled the tense incident last night.

“Irma get cloth and warm water. Trus you contact Mail, send him here now.” said bi Indun.

“Good ma'am,” replied Irma obediently. At that moment Irma immediately came out of the room doing what her mother told her to do.

“Dad, it looks like this guy is out of blood. Hopefully the gunshot wound didn't hit any other important organs. If so, it means having to be under to the hospital,” said bi Indun.

“Let me help,” said wulan then sat next to aunt on the floor.

At that time, he also realized that his right arm felt like a stab. Wulan raised her sleeves then checked her arms.

“Since when was there a wound on my hand?” inner Wulan.

Because of the dark-colored clothes he wore, he did not see any blood on his clothes.

“Mistress, mistress's hand too?” bi Indun was shocked.

“Yes like a bullet also hit my arm, but just like a bi scratch, not too severe,” said Wulan.

“Irma bring two bowls of warm water,” shouted bi Indun again.

A few moments later Irma entered the house. He lifted the warm water one by one.

“Quick, now you're down. Call Mail here,” said bi Indun to Irma.

“Titip Zaka ya bu, do not be too noisy tar wake up,” said Irma before leaving the room.

Bi Indun started to cleanse Buto's body. He wiped away the dried blood in Buto's body.

As for Wulan, he cleansed himself the blood on his arm.

“Do not forget in Nyah bandage, briefly aunty help bandage,” said bi Indun.

After the wound on Wulan's arm was clean, Wulan directly smeared the red medicine. Bi Indun helped Wulan circle the bandage in her hand.

“After the Mail here, he will check the wound of the mistress, it may be necessary to sew because his wound is open quite long,” said bi Indun.

“How about Buto bi?” ask Wulan.

“This man is big, his muscles are strong. He should be fine. We ask Mail later after arriving here.”

“Mail is aunt's nephew, she is in medical school, has not graduated anyway, now is still the final semester,” explained bi Indun.

“Aunt to room get clothes for Buto and for mistress. We change Buto clothes and move him to the bed,” said bi Indun again.

After leaving bi Indun into the room, Wulan noticed the entire room. There was a wheelchair in the corner of the room, and baby clothes were being sunk in the room. Houses that are not how big, and densely filled with goods.

A few moments later bi Indun came out.

“Daddy, aunt replaces Buto's clothes. Madam help hold her clothes,” said bi Indun.

The body of the buto is covered with a sarong cloth, then bi indun raised his head slightly. Seeing that bi Indun was overwhelmed because of the heavy weight of buto, Wulan decided to help bi Indun.

After a while, Buto already looks clean.

“Non Kingdom?” yell bi Indun.

“Help aunty and nyonyah. Let's lift Buto up to the bed. Please non,” pinta bi Indun.

Then he entered that room.

Wulan was stunned to see the appearance of Raya. Her hair is now cut like a man's haircut. And the style of dress is like an unkempt woman behind a butek-colored black hoodie.

“Non highway?” wulan Mumam.

“You are helping me?” tanya Raya stared at Wulan.

“Mari non, help us,” reply bi Indun.

At that moment Wulan immediately turned her face away. He had to lift Buto up to the bed.

“Come, we lift together,” said Wulan.

With good enough cooperation, Buto was successfully lifted into bed.

At that moment Raya immediately left the room.

“Now the mistress changes clothes, aunty wants to show something,” said bi Indun.

Wulan grabbed her clothes on the chair.

“Change clothes in the room Irma aja Nyah,” said bi Indun while pointing to a room.

In the room, not how big it was a tiny baby was held in a small box.

“This child must be his son Irma and Brian.” Inner Wulan.

Unknowingly he had already stepped closer to the baby box.

“Cute little baby,” Wulan said with a smile.

He undressed and then changed into a clean shirt.

“Bi,” call Wulan as soon as he comes out of the room.

“Sini, follow aunty,” invite bi Indun.

Wulan walked behind the aunt entering the other room. Arriving in the room, bi Indun directly placed an index finger on her lips.

“Sshhhttty. Do not be noisy Nyah, grandfather has fallen asleep,” said bi Indun.

Wulan's head tilted slightly towards the back of the Indun bi. He saw someone who was asleep.

“Grandpa?” wulan said with her eyes bulging.

“That's grandpa bi?” ask Wulan.

Bi Indun nodded in agreement.

At that time also Wulan's body scattered towards the bed where his grandfather was sleeping.

“Grandfather? Is this really grandpa?”

Crying can't be contained Wulan. She was crying both happy and sad.

“Finally Wulan can meet grandfather. Wulan thought grandpa was dead. But, grandfather is still alive.

Wulan continued to hold back so that the sound of her crying did not break. I really wanted to hug my grandfather at that moment. But his intentions were crushed.

Wulan could only sit next to the grandfather while staring at his grandfather's sleeping face. Wrinkles and gray hair on his grandfather's head more and more. What suffering has my grandfather experienced? Why can you live with bi Indun? Wulan longed to wake her grandfather and ask. What a thing he never thought, his grandfather is in front of him now.

“Thanks for God still allowing Wulan to see grandfather.”

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TBC…