
"What's? How did that happen?"
Yati receives a phone call from the hospital, where her mother is in the care of her soul.
Now, the hospital has changed the call and someone to call, if anything happens to the patient.
This is at Yati's own request, because he is in Singapore, so it is closer to the position of the hospital.
At first, the hospital staff disagreed. But since the moment they asked for the approval of the Great Lord, the Grandfather, and the Grandfather agreed, it was finally Yati they would contact, if anything.
Yati had just come to the hospital, and was still in the yard, when the call was connected.
Immediately, Yati walked quickly towards her mother's room.
His mother was on a rampage, and right now, was being pacified by the guard nurses.
"Mom. Mom, this is your son, Mom. Relax, ma'am" said Yati, as soon as she entered her mother's room.
His mother looked calmer when she saw him. His mother, looking at Yati, with eyes that look like people are convincing themselves, that the girl who is currently in front of him is indeed his son.
"Yes Ma'am, I'm Mother's son" said Yati, nodding her head. He tried to convince his mother.
With a little resistance to the people who were holding his hand, the mother managed to break away and hit Yati. She hugged her son, who, in the last days, always came and accompanied him in the room, or took him out for a while.
Sometimes, Yati did take her out of the room, to take a walk around the hospital garden. This is because Yati does not want to, her mother feels bored, with the state of the room that is just that.
After long hugging Yati, now her mother let go of her embrace. He looked at Yati's face, and grabbed her slowly.
At the moment when the mother's hand caressed Yati's face, there were tears haru, which dripped suddenly.
The mother is seen shaking her head, asking Yati, not to cry. He also wiped away the tears of Yati that were dripping down his cheeks.
"Mom. Mothers... Mom knew? I'm your son, whom I've been looking for all this time" said Yati, in a trembling voice.
Yati can not resist the feeling of haru, happiness and also sadness that comes together. Two could not reveal, what he was currently feeling. Moreover, when his mother hugged him, and not him who started hugging first.
"Mom... I_ibu remember, right? I, I'm your son."
A sense of happiness that burst into his chest, making Yati's throat feel crowded, making it difficult to say a word or two.
He kept trying to remind his mother, with himself. Who she is, to her mother.
Now, the mother looks smiling.
Shortly after, he hugged Yati again, and said, "My son."
Although only one word, which was spoken by her mother, for her, Yati already felt quite relieved, because it was a sign that, her mother is now, this time, they can talk and communicate well. Although not smooth, and just like normal people in general.
The guard nurses, who were watching the two, smiled with relief. All of them, never thought, if the patient was, could be quickly persuaded by his son.
"thank you. Thank you for caring for all of you, my mother."
Yati did not forget to thank the nurses. She was very happy, because right now, her mother was much better, than yesterday.
If his mother was tired, he could lie down, still accompanied by her.
All the nurses who had taken care of her mother, were now saying goodbye to get out of the patient's room. All of them, there are other tasks, which they have to do.
Yati again thanked them for all their help. He also nodded politely, as is the custom of people from China and beyond, if they are saying thank you or meeting someone.
After the nurse left, Yati returned to focus with her mother, who was currently sitting on the edge of the bed.
As Yati walked closer again, her mother also seemed to smile, seeing her whereabouts, who did not go to leave herself in this room.
*****
The next day, Mr. Ginting returned to Indonesia. He asked someone he contacted yesterday to investigate what activities his ex-wife was actually doing, with his own grandfather, once he arrived in Indonesia.
From the report submitted by the person, now Mr. Ginting realized, that he was the one who was guilty of ending the cooperation with miss Yeti, which they agreed together as a married couple. Even if it is just a contract marriage.
"It turns out I was the one who quickly deduced it myself, without wondering and investigating it first." Mr. Ginting muttered to himself, after he heard all the explanations his man gave.
He regretted that he had decided to part with his wife.
But everything had already happened, and there was no way he could ask Mr. Akihiko or Yati though, to overturn the decision he had made yesterday.
Mr. Ginting really doesn't know, if all this has anything to do with Grandpa himself, and all that is a secret in his past.
"Pantes alone, miss Yeti is silent and does not deny that everything is just engineering. He just kept quiet, for he had found what he had been looking for all this time."
Inwardly, Mr. Ginting blamed the Grandfather. Moreover, his suspicion of the Grandfather, for hijacking an airplane carried out by criminals, when his parents at that time, also directed to his own grandfather.
"Did I also have to find out the truth about the decades-old plane crash? How do I find the evidence?"
Question after question popped into Mr. Ginting's head. He felt that there were so many secrets that existed in Grandfather. And he never knew all that, because he was never close and seemed to distance himself from the life of the Grandfather.
He's also been living in a dorm, ever since he was a kid. So, meet with grandfather only during the holidays.
Practically, the warmth of the relationship between grandchildren and grandfathers, can not be done in a reasonable way, as like people in general, who can always look very good and full of warmth.
But because it was very difficult to find the evidence that he would look for, for the plane crash at that time, Mr. Ginting was determined to dare to ask, to his own grandfather.
"I'll ask him tomorrow. Now, I need a little break, so I can think, what I should do next."
With a slight dizziness, and also limp with no spirit, Mr. Ginting walked into the room.
The rooms were usually occupied by Yati at that time.
The room, which was also used for the hot nights of the two of them, and passed together, with experiences she had never felt before.
Mr. Ginting breathed in as much air as possible, to fill his chest cavity. Trying to make his feelings more comfortable, even though it feels very heavy.
There was a great deal of feeling present within his chest at this moment. Although he also did not know, what he was feeling right now.
To be sure, the disappointment towards Grandfather, again filled his heart and mind. Beyond the old time, when he only realized that, the plane crash of his parents, had something to do with Grandpa himself. Who seemed so caring, towards him, as a grandson, who became heir to the wealth of his own parents. Not from Grandpa.