Maze of Grief
CHAPTER 12
The sun is again rising to shine on the earth. Bina woke up, the handcuffs on both hands were released.
Bina immediately got out of bed and picked up her scattered clothes.
For a week Sabrina had to take over Bi Inah's duties because her ART was returning home.
After cleaning himself up, he rushed towards the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
Bina only cooks fried rice eggs ceplok for Malik, not to forget also make her husband a cup of coffee.
Malik headed to the kitchen for breakfast, but when he was in the kitchen he looked confused.
"Why?"
But Malik seemed to turn a deaf ear to his wife's question.
"BIBI" Shouts Malik with a high tone to make the heat of Bina's ears.
"Auntie returned home for a week, her mother was sick" Bina replied as she poured water into her husband's glass.
Malik glanced at a plate of fried rice and a cup of coffee at the dinner table.
"Who's cooking?"
"I'm a mas"
Malik sat down at the dinner table, thinking that her husband would eat his cooking.
Malik dropped the rice on his plate. The rice was scattered on the floor.
Bina's tears welled up in her eyes.
"The tears won't change everything, I'll still make you suffer"
Malik grabbed his briefcase, and something shocking happened again. Malik watering Bina with coffee that is still warm.
Bina's getting sobbing, but Malik? He gave Bina his sly smile.
"Ummi Abi please Bina" He groaned in his heart.
"No need to wait around for me" said Malik as he passed away from Bina.
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This afternoon after the time ishoma Malik there is a routine visit agenda at the Orphanage of Eternal Love.
Malik was one of the regular donors there.
Geck... Geck... Geck...
"Come in" Shouted Malik from inside his room.
After the drama of the sacking of Ghea by Hadi Bagaskara Ibrahim, now Andra must double as assistant and personal secretary to Malik Ibrahim.
"Everything is ready, sir."
"I'm going now."
Andra thrust a brown envelope containing cash to Malik "This is sir."
"The number is exactly what you want" Andra said.
"Well you take care of it here as long as I'm out."
Malik passed out of the room leaving Andra.
Malik's journey to the Orphanage of Eternal Love accompanied by the strains of MP3 which he played randomly.
Until the sound of the song samg makes his heart slashed will be heartbroken.
Kahitna - The Most Beautiful Former
*Why you were at that time
Decide my love
And now you always want to meet
And repeat the love
Refs
What else to say
We'll never be one
You are there, I am here
Even though my heart chooses you
If only I could
I want to hug you again
In this heart you are only the most beautiful ex
Which I always miss
Refs
What else to say
We'll never be one
You are there, I am here
Even though my heart chooses you
You asked me
To say when I changed
Don't you ever doubt
You are always in my steps*
What else to say
We'll never be one
You are there, I am here
Even though my heart chooses you
You are there, I am here
Even though my heart chooses you
The one you've made
It's beautiful
It is hard to forget*
Malik was so fond of the song that he did not realize his tears had fallen and his lips whimpered in the name of Ghea.
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Now Malik has arrived at the Orphanage of Eternal Love.
Malik's arrival was warmly welcomed by Ms. Retno of the caretaker.
"Master Malik."
"You just call me Nak Malik, I already think of my mother as my parents."
"Well, Malik."
"Mom how's Ghema doing?" Ask Malik to Miss Retno.
"Thank God he's healthy sir, the more active he is." Clearly, Ms. Retno was taking Malik to meet with Ghema.
"She was in her room maybe again invited to play with her brothers" Imbuh Bu Retno.
"Can I see you, ma'am?"
"Yes, please, I went to the kitchen to make coffee."
"No need to bother ma'am, I just came here to meet Ghema not for coffee" Malik said with a sweet smile.
"Mom doesn't bother."
Ms. Retno also stepped out of Malik towards the kitchen. And Malik went into a room that he believed was the Ghema room.
"Assalamu alaikum children" Malik opened the door as he said his greetings.
"Waalaikum salam, Om Malik" replied the children who were in the room with shades of Pink Baby.
"Om Malik bring a doll for you. Hearing Malik's words, the children left the room.
The Orphanage of Eternal Love is filled with the majority of girls. After being abandoned by the children, Malik walked closer to the baby box in the room.
"Assalamu alaikum papa's son" Malik said to the baby who was predicted to be just 6 months old.
Malik also held a baby girl named Ghema. A puffed-up baby with smooth white skin.
Being hugged by Malik makes Ghema comfortable. Ghema also touched Malik's cheek, then Malik gave a lot of kisses to Ghema.
"We're out yuk son, papa has a lot of toys for you" Malik brought Ghema out to join the others.
Suddenly Ghema was crying very loudly. But soon after, Ms. Retno came with a cup of coffee and a bottle of milk for Ghema.
Retno who heard Ghema's loud cries immediately made her formulaic milk.
"It's coffee for Nak Malik and milk for Ghema."
Ms Retno was about to take Ghema out of the sling but Malik prevented her.
"Let my mom drink it."
"But nak malik--" Before Miss Retno finished her sentence, Malik immediately shook his head as a gesture of rejection.
Malik chanted shalawat while giving formal milk to Ghema. Ghema's growth was very rapid, making Malik very amazed at him.
Malik's melodious voice was very hypnotizing Bu Retno, Ghema was now asleep in Malik's warm embrace.
"Hopefully when you grow up later, you can boast of papa and mama son" Inner Malik.
Geck... Geck... Geck...
The sound of knocking on the door shifted the focus of the person in the living room.
"Assalamu aleikum."
"Waalaikum salam, Aunt Ghea" Children who were busy playing with their new toys also scattered to greet Ghea.
Malik and Ghea's eyes now meet, but when consciousness begins to take hold of Ghea he immediately breaks his eye contact.
Now Ghea's gaze was on the baby in Malik's arms.
"Ghema sleeping mas?" Ghea asked but her eyes were still on Ghema.
"Yes, I was drinking milk" Malik looked at Ghea longing.
"Here I sleep in his box" Ghea got up and took Ghema from Malik's arms.
"The girl's son mama has gotten heavier well, don't grow up soon nak later mama can not carry you again" Coleteh Ghea on Ghema who had fallen asleep.
"He's also my son Ghea, I'm his papa." Malik follows Ghea and Ghema from behind.
"You are very sensitive." Ghea had now laid Ghema in her box.
"Good sleep my son, Lestari Ghema Ibrahim" said Malik.
Lestari Ghema Ibrahim, may you not preserve the sorrow for two people who have sincerely loved their spouses, Haris Dermawan and Sabrina Magfirah.
*Happy Reading*
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