My Boss Is My Hero

Extra part 5

That afternoon, Salman had picked Roy up at his home. They will follow the last flight to Samarinda.

In Samarinda they were immediately welcomed by Salman's men. They were escorted to a nearby hotel from Roy's twin brother's house.

"Sir Roy can rest first here, if you need something please do not hesitate to call me, my room is next door" said Salman while opening a room for Roy to stay.

"Thank you, Mr. Salman, you are very kind, I cannot repay all the kindness of this Mr. Salman, later if given the opportunity, allow me to repay all this" said Roy.

Salman also held Roy's shoulder. "Later ..., if I ask you, don't refuse."

"No, whatever it is, as long as I can do it."

"Have come in..! It's late tomorrow we're going on a little tiring journey."

"Well ...., good rest ...!"

They also entered their rooms. Roy put his bag down and immediately dropped his body onto the padded mattress.

The next day they immediately do a search, it turns out the information they get is the place of work. They're looking for Roy's twin brother to work.

But, dear, the result is nil. Because according to information from the company, Roy's twin brother by the name of Dafian Sanjaya has not worked for five months. The office did not know the reason why Dafi did not work. Then from the company where Dafian worked gave him his last address.

Roy and Salman continue the search. The address provided by the company. They look for it, yes they arrive at a housing that is not too big but comfortable enough to live in.

The house with a size of five times nine square meters it looks like it has not been in residence for a long time, then where are the inhabitants?

They circled the house, who knew there were clues left by the residents of the house.

"Where else should we go, Salman?" ask Roy.

"We'll definitely find him, we won't go home empty-handed."

"I believe the same Mr. Salman, well .., we just continue the search, maybe we can ask the RT chairman here" said Roy gave advice.

"You're right Mr. Roy .., let's go there!"

But not until they entered the car again, the step was stopped because someone old woman entered the yard of the house that was just about to be left.

Roy and Salman returned and approached the woman.

"Mrs ...., madam ....!" call Salman to the woman.

"Yes ....?"

"Do you know the owner of this house?" ask Salman.

"You who? Do I know you guys?" ask the grandmother.

"Sorry madam, we came from Jakarta, we want to find Mr. Dafian Sanjaya."

"Tournaments?"

"Yes, madam."

"Why are you looking for Dafian? and you why ....?" asked the grandmother while looking closely at Roy's face.

"I ..." Roy had not yet answered, the grandmother had cut him off.

"Why Dafian, are you Dafian? But no way, why do you look like him?" the grandmother wondered without turning her eyes to Roy.

"I'm Roy Sanjaya, I'm Dafian Sanjaya's twin brother" Roy said.

"Roy ...., you're Roy .." said the grandmother, whose eyes had been partially covered by her wrinkled skin, appearing to be oozing her clear liquid.

"Why are you crying?" ask Roy.

"You don't recognize me? I'm Naniyah, I'm your mother .." she said without turning from looking at her son.

"Mother ...., is this really mom ....?" roy asked in disbelief.

"Yes this is my mother ....!"

"Mother ....." Roy was unable to stem the feeling in his heart, haru, pain, longing, happy and unexpected all mixed into one.

Roy immediately prostrated and rested at the feet of his mother. The mother he never saw, he never hugged her as a child. The beautiful face of her mother was now wrinkled, old, I don't know where her former beauty went. Roy was crying at his mother's feet. Condemn his stupidity for not immediately looking for his mother.

"Mom forgive me, forgive your useless son this mother ..." said Roy as he continued to cry, this time Salman could only be a spectator, but he could only be a spectator, witness the novelty of the meeting of children with their mothers who were separated decades ago.

"Roy is truly a motherless child, I'm sorry ..., I should have looked for a mother long ago."

"Wake up son, don't be like this, forgive me for leaving you son." said Nani's grandmother. With his long hands, he reached for his son's back. Nani tries to wake her son.

Roy also after waking up from his prostration hugged his mother again.

After things calm down. Nani's grandmother takes Roy and Salman to her house. Nani's grandmother's house was not far from the first house they visited. The house is not much different from the house. The size is the same. But it looks clean with a variety of flowers growing in the yard.

"Come on, son, this is my mother's house ..." said Nani's grandmother as she opened the door for her guests.

"Mother's house is not as good as your house there for sure.., mother's house is just simple ..." said Nani's grandmother.

"It's nice mom ...., mom here lives alone?" roy asked while watching the whole house.

"Yes ...., now....!" said grandma Nani, but it looks sad.

"Then first?" ask Roy.

"Have sat down first, let me make you a drink."

"I'm sorry, you can only give this" said Nani's grandmother.

"It's more than enough motherhood" Salman said.

"oh .. Yes, I haven't asked you yet, son, who is your friend?" ask grandma Nani.

"I'm Salman, ma'am. His friend Mr. Roy from Jakarta." said Salman introduced himself.

"He's the one who helped me get here, ma'am ..."

"Thank you son, I'm grateful to see your son again."

"I'm happy to help, ma'am" Salman said.

"Now tell me, how's your life, son, how's your father?"

"Dad has been dead a long time ma'am, dad's kidney failure ..."

"Pity once your father, I regret leaving him."

"No regrets, ma'am. It's all over ..."

"Then what about your family, son?"

"I have two beautiful daughters, my eldest daughter is married and now has twins, while my youngest daughter is still in college, ma'am."

"Alhamdulillah, I already have a great-granddaughter ..., then what about your wife?"

"My wife died shortly after my father died, it's been almost fifteen years."

"Masyaallah ..., you must have had a hard time raising your daughters alone."

"No mother ..., they are good and obedient daughters, I am proud of them."

"Mother is happy when like mother ...."

"Oh yes ...., the mother has not told the mother's life, how the mother's life so far?" ask Roy. Salman remained faithful to be a listener.

"hehhhhh ..." grandma Nani sighed deeply, like there was a heavy burden to tell a story.

"What's mom ....?" roy asked impatiently.

"Maybe it's the wrong decision for mom to leave you and your dad, maybe it's a payoff for mom. After my mother left, I raised Dafian by myself. Dafian grew up to be a hard boy. He had a wrong relationship, drinking alcohol had become his habit, he gambled, drunk, until finally he married a girl. But her bad habits after marriage did not decrease." Nani's grandmother again sighed. It's like he's readying his strength to start telling stories again.

"Every day all he does is beat his wife and kids. Although he worked in a large company, but his wife had to work hard to meet the needs of his life. The money that Dafian made was used up to pay his debts."

"Then ...?" Roy was really impatient, he really did listen to the story of the life of his twin brother.

"Until one day, doctors sentenced him to acute renal failure, his life would not last, his wife was so devastated. But because of the illness, Dafian changed completely, he became kind and considerate with his wife and children. But still death cannot be avoided, in just one year he can survive. He, Dafian my son is dead .." said Nani's grandmother who showed deep wounds. Roy hugged his mother, channeling strength to his mother to be steadfast.

"So my twin brother is dead?" ask Roy who still doesn't believe.

"Yes son, Dafian died three months ago."

"What about his family?" asked Salman who suddenly spoke up.

"Yes mom ...., what about them?" ask Roy.

"After a month Dafian died, they decided to return to their hometown. Actually, they invited mom, but she chose to stay, because this is where you can continue to remember Dafian."

"I'm sorry mom, because I'm late." said Roy as he hugged his mother again.

"Yes ..., it's not your fault son, it should be the mother who apologizes ..., oh yes you guys stayed here right?" ask grandma Nani.

"But our stuff is still in mom's hotel" Roy said.

"No pa pa sir Roy, I'll take it for you, I'll take care of everything, you can spend more time with your mother, let it be me who took it. my fruit will be here to deliver it."

"That would be a real hassle, Salman."

"I told you not to be sad."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Salman, you really helped me a lot."

"Well, if you'll excuse me, I'll go back to the hotel, we'll meet again tomorrow, tomorrow I'll come back here again" Salman said, patting Roy on the back. Roy could only nod.

"My mother excuse me first, tomorrow I'll be back again."

"Thank you very much, son, and I hope that Salman can stay here overnight."

"I'm sorry, but there are things I have to do ma'am, tomorrow for sure if there is time I will stay. Excuse me, Mr. Roy."

"Yes, be careful on the road ...."

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