
Bella was in the hospital for three days. Today he is ready to leave the hospital where he is being treated. Assisted by Berta, Bella packed her belongings and her baby needs to be brought home. While Erna and Galang are fondly fondling Jagat, their granddaughter while staring and admiring his handsome face baby Bella and the Typhoon.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the room.
"Yes, please come in" said Berta, staring at the door of the room.
There was also an open door, several officers with full uniforms and attributes entered the room. Berta looked up at the officers. He did not understand why some officers he did not know entered the room.
"What's up, sir?" Tanya Berta was starting to look panicked. It appears Berta was traumatized by the Pongki ambush when they had just landed in Jakarta from Bali.
"Clear!" Called an officer.
A moment later, Pongki appeared in a white shirt suit with black pants. The middle-aged man's mustache and beard also seemed to disappear from his visibly excited face.
"Rubby!" Jerit Berta ran into Pongki's arms.
Pongki greeted Berta with open arms. He held Berta tightly and all the longing that he had been keeping at the bottom of his deepest heart.
"How can you..."
"I made a request," Pongki cut.
Berta looks to shed tears. Then he did not want to waste time to kiss the lips of the man he loved so much. Meanwhile, Galang and Erna, also Bella still fixated on staring at the presence of Pongki there. Some officers left the room. Only two people live with Pongki there, to watch the movements of Pongki who is the death inmate.
"Dad," Bella walked over to Pongki who was also walking towards her.
"Bella," Pongki hugged the princess.
"Daddy.. Bella misses!" Bella cries in Pongki's arms, which lays Bella's head on her chest.
"Daddy misses you too." Pongki kissed Bella's head a few times. Then his eyes fell on the baby who was in Erna's arms.
"That's your baby?"
Bella raised her face and looked at Pongki while nodding excitedly.
"Yes dad."
Pongki took off his embrace from Bella, then he walked over to Jagat who was soundly asleep in Erna's arms.
"Sir, ma'am," Papa Pongki told Galang and Erna, shaking their hands one by one.
"It's nice to see you here. How are you, father?" Ask Galang.
"Alhamdulillah good. I am very grateful to Mr. Galang" Pongki said.
"No problem sir, as long as you can see Jagat. I'll do whatever it is." Strictly Galang.
"May I carry her ma'am?" Ask Pongki again while staring at Jagat who is still asleep.
"Please sir." Said Erna, while giving Jagat into a sling Pongki.
Pongki received Jagat with a look full of haru and love. He noticed every carving on the tiny face of Jagat.
"Handsome you son.." Pongki said as he shed his happy tears.
Berta and Bella immediately approached Pongki who was still standing holding Jagat in front of Erna and Galang.
"What's his full name?" Pongki asked Berta who was hugging Pongki's waist from behind.
"The Great Child of Alexander."
Pongki turned his head and looked at Berta with a look of disbelief.
"Unik, who gave that name to my handsome grandson?" Ask Pongki again.
"Of course Typhoon, dad.." Bella.
Pongki smiled and looked back at the look on his first grandchild's face, which began to piqu with voices talking about him.
Suddenly Pongki cried until sobbing. He could no longer pretend to be strong, he was crying like a very wounded child. Jagat also began to cry like he was feeling a very bitter Pongki feeling while holding himself.
"Oeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Oeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
"Thank God, thank God. You gave me a chance to see my first grandchild" Pongki said in between her cries.
Berta touched Pongki's shoulder with the same feeling of injury. How not, he knows if this is one of Pongki's requests that will be executed in a few days.
"Dad, thank you for coming. Thank you for making a request to see Jagat and Bella" Bella said.
"Together my son. Equally, you are the one who means in daddy's life. That's why daddy made the last request to meet you all."
Haru turned blue too. decorated the room.
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In the office, Typhoon was silent behind his desk. The coffee that was in front of him was already cold without being touched in the slightest. Antok, who had just returned from his routine patrol, looked at the Typhoon with a confused look as he had just entered the room.
"Why you?" Ask Antok while sitting in front of the table Typhoon..
The typhoon is still silent a thousand languages. His gaze was blank, even it seemed that he did not hear the slightest question from Antok.
"Pa! Why you!" Antok looks panicked to wave his hand in front of the face of the Typhoon.
At that moment Typhoon also jerked and looked at Antok with a facial expression that looked surprised.
"Since when are you here!"
"Just now, why are you?" Antok asked, while glancing at the coffee belonging to Typhoon which was still not touched at all.
"What's your problem? Until your coffee you don't drink either. Wonder if I'm the same as you, you're fighting with Bella again?" Ask Antok.
"Neighbor!" The storm looks wrong.
"Keep, why are you?" Ask Antok again.
In the code of ethics, Typhoon should not tell anything about his duties to anyone. Even if it's his best friend, Antok.
"It's okay. I was thinking when you'd marry Lestari" Typhoon said.
"yeah! That thought time is you? To the point that you're a cocksucker!"
"The oyster is dead! You think I'm dead!" Typhoon looks upset with Antok who originally spoke.
"Yes, what's his name. There's no way you're thinking about what you said. You must have a problem. Speak Pan. I'm your best friend." Antok tries to convince Typhoon.
"There's no thought of me. I'm just sleepy, 'cause I'm staying up late, looking after my son the Butcher."
"Oh.. lie again you yes. If people are sleepy, it must be that coffee has run out of it!"
Typhoon melengos, he felt desperate because he could not lie Antok.
"Like you Tok," Typhoon glanced at the clock on the wall of his office.
"Would you eat?"
"You treat?" Ask Antok excitedly.
"Yes, I am the dealership. But, eat you don't add!"
"I was not. I was then added, because I ate qadha. Lunch all dinner," said Antok while grinning the horse.
"Qadha's? You think pray!" The cyclone shook his head.
"Yes I will give you a parable, let you understand" Antok said, chuckling in response to the Typhoon.
"You're crazy!"
"Hahahaha, if I'm not crazy, it's a good match for you Pan!"
The cyclone laughed at Antok's response.
"That's yuk!"
"Yeah!" Antok and Typhoon got up from their seats and rushed to the cafeteria right next to the building.
"O Allah, strengthen my heart, my mind, and my vow to obey the duty" The real Cyclone was thinking about Pongki, who will be the executioner in a few days.