Mahligai Infidelity

- The Profound Wounds

The car drove away from the hospital to a number in West Jakarta. The car carrying Wulan then entered a spacious courtyard . On the front of the building was inscribed the Grand Heaven with a large and thick print.

“Not this Grand Heaven funeral home huh? Did we first visit Brian?” thought Wulan in her heart.

Arkan leads Wulan out of the car, while Daniel prepares a wheelchair for Wulan.

“Mas, this is the funeral home right? We didn't go to Raya first?” ask Wulan.

“Iya we will meet Raya, inside there is bi Indun, grandfather and everyone. They've been waiting for you inside,” Arkan said.

“Grandfather also came?” ask Wulan.

“So grandpa already knows I'm like this?”

“Of course, it was grandfather who told you to come here,” Arkan said.

“Ooooh,” said Wulan while pursing her lips.

“Thank God,” he continued.

“Thankful why?”

“That means grandfather has forgiven Brian,” replied Wulan.

“You? You've forgiven her?”

Wulan did not answer. To be honest, he could not forgive Brian. He remembered how evil Brian had done to his grandfather, to Raya and to him.

Entering the spacious room, Arkan continued to push the Wulan wheelchair towards the elevator. They headed straight for the 2nd floor of the building.

Once out of the elevator, the rows of seats from end to end are arranged very neatly. In some rooms there are several crowds. Of course, all those who were there were serving their families, relatives or acquaintances who died.

“Where's grandpa?” ask Wulan.

His eyes glared where.

“They are in the mourning room number 1,” replied Arkan.

Arrive at the place to go. Arkan did not directly push Wulan in. Grandfather and bi Indun immediately welcomed Wulan.

“Wulan. You're okay, right?” tanya bi Indun's.

“I'm fine bi, only wounds in the legs,” replied Wulan.

Bi Indun again cried bitterly. “Maybe this is the path that has been chosen. We can only pray for him to be happy in heaven,” said bi Indun while sobbing.

Bi Indun then hugged Wulan. “You're patient son, don't be too sad. We really don't like it if we don't enjoy our lives. He always says we have to live well and always be happy,” said bi Indun again.

“Iya bi remembered the word he said,” Wulan nodded.

“Aunt why? What should have caught me. I also tried acting crying like aunty but my tears couldn't go out one bit,” Inner Wulan.

“Wulan, However the Kingdom is calm. He has his revenge, you are sincere, do not be too sad. He wants you to live happily. Remember that ,” connect grandpa Hendy.

“Iya cake,” Wulan head turned into the room. He was looking for Raya. “Where Are You?” ask Wulan.

“Come in,” says bi Indun.

Arkan stood behind Wulan, he pushed Wulan into the room.

A picture of a beautiful, sexy, smiling woman is displayed on a short table. Around the photo is lined with various kinds of flowers that are beautifully ornamented.

The woman in the photo is Raya Karenina. Wulan had almost forgotten the beautiful face of the woman in the photo, which she remembered was a short-haired Raya figure and liked to wear a hoodie and hat. A kingdom that lives rough without thick makeup, a slengean Kingdom and not feminine at all.

“Who is it?” ask Wulan.

Wulan's eyes began to glaze over.

“Who is that woman?” ask Wulan again.

Arkan continued to push the Wulan wheelchair up to the side of the coffin.

“Who is that woman? I don't know. Where's Raya?” Wulan asked Irma who was sitting not far from the crate.

He was looking for anyone who was there.

“Buto where is Raya?” tanya Raya while looking at Buto.

Buto lowered his head he did not dare to look at Wulan's face.

Tears were pouring down her cheeks. He did not want to accept the fact that the woman in the photo was Raya.

“Don't joke like this. It's not funny at all. Why is everything at rest?” her words lirih.

Arkan immediately approached Wulan then crouched down before him.

Arkan wiped the tears on Wulan's cheek. “Seeing you like this, of course he will not be happy,” continued Arkan.

Wulan shook her head. He could not believe that the corpse before him was Raya.

“He's too good for me. He's already made up for the mistakes he's made. He replaced everything with 100 times the goodness. He never complains, he never gets angry, he never asks. He has been there and has been with me all year. He helped me survive in the jungle, he saved me when the criminal went after me and Buto, he also saved me yesterday. He has saved me many times,” Wulan said with a sigh.

“He bought us good food, we ate until we almost vomited that night. He bought us a lot of clothes, shoes, bags and cellphones. Even mobile phones for little Zaka have been prepared his.” said Wulan lirih.

Hearing Wulan's words, Irma cried as she would. How much you love them. When bi Indun forbade Irma to buy formula for Zaka, Raya who was silent to the market bought him milk. The memories made Irma even more soluble in her crying.

“The word is I have to live happily, I have to pursue my love, it is not too late to get you,” said Wulan while staring at Arkan.

Arkan rubbed Wulan's head. With a smile Arkan said “look at him one last time. You won't regret anything after saying goodbye.”

Boldly Wulan shifted his wheelchair. He advanced closer looking at the corpse Kingdom up close.

Seeing that stiff body Wulan was crying as if so. He expresses all his feelings in front of Raya. He also promised to always remember the words of the Lord. And will live happily.

Wulan's complaints in front of Raya made everyone in the room cry too.

An hour later, Wulan's feelings had calmed down. He has let go of his best friend.

“You haven't had lunch, have you?” want to eat ga?” ask Arkan while distracting Wulan.

Wulan.

“There is good food in the canteen. You're not laper?” ask Arkan again.

Wulan turned to look at Arkan. “Mas Arkan laper yes? Mas Arkan will not have breakfast since morning,” said Wulan.

Arkan rubbed his stomach which was starting to feel hungry.

“Yes, we're down to eat. I haven't laper.”

“Ngak!”

Arkan looked at the man sitting before them. “If I leave you here. Crocodile will immediately pounce on you,” said his cynical.

“What crocodile mas? Where's the crocodile that's gonna pounce on me?” ask Wulan.

“Tuh.” His eyes were moving towards Mail.

“Oh him the Mail. He's his nephew bi Indun,” explained Wulan.

“He's a doctor who has been sticking to you for the past year right?” arkan.

“Shht, Mail took care of grandfather for the past year. Not buying me.”

“Ohhh.”

“Colah. I'm hungry.”

“Cemetery today huh?” ask Wulan.

“Iya afternoon.”

Why not be buried tomorrow?

“Bodies are not good in store for too long, in forbidden religion. The deceased does not have the family he is waiting for.”

“Mas, if order eat, Trus eat here can not?” ask Wulan.

“Mrs are coming,” said Buto from the back.

“Who?” ask Wulan while looking out.

Nindy and Farel were standing there.

“Nindy? How did he get here?”

“I am very sorry, as a person who has known my late home also felt lost. May we both be given fortitude.” said Nindy with glassy eyes.

Wulan did not respond to the woman's words. Only bi Indun is willing to approach nindy and say Thank you. After handing over a bouquet of flowers, Nindy and Farel immediately left the room.

Wulan continued to be on the side of Raya until the afternoon. He didn't move a bit from there. The last moment he could give was to accompany Raya to her burrow.

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TBC…