
The Gunawan Residence
At 18:30
Happy birthday to you
Happy long life we pray for
Happy and happy
The voices singing birthday songs. Some kids sing along. Pray for the owner of the age to be given blessings throughout his life.
Exactly one year of Shasa's age. A little girl born with a life and death struggle. The little girl who first saw the world without the caress of a mother.
Exactly one year Gita's departure. Everything in the room seemed busy approaching Shasa. Except for Nature, she was sitting pensively on the porch of her in-laws' house. Her memory revolves around some happiness towards the birth of the princess. But it turns to grief because of Gita's departure.
It's been a year, Gita.
It's been a year since you left me and Shasa.
In one year you hide a lot of secrets.
Now I'm sure you never believed me.
Today is our daughter's first birthday.
His life was bestowed with immeasurable happiness. We should stand together to lead Shasa to blow out the candles.
Gita if you were present even though intangible.
If you knew I missed you so much.
Nature closes the view hoping to permeate the presence of the Gita. But it seems useless because he believes the Gita is just monitoring from the sky.
Slowly he opened his eyes. A man resembling his late wife was standing before him. Nature tries to convince who is in front of her.
"Yes." Sahut that figure.
"This is really you, who?" The figure nodded.
"I can even hold your hand" he said cheerfully.
Nature immediately hugged the figure tightly. The long-buried long-time longs were immediately vented. Cry after cry sounded from the man's lips.
Before long a light shot out from the body of the figure. Inevitably the body that Gita borrowed instantly fainted.
"Gita's awake! Yang, up!" Pekik Alam's.
"What's up, Lam?" Yulia immediately came to hear the voice of her daughter-in-law.
"Gita's coming, ma. He came to see Shasa's birthday." he said sparkling.
"That's it, Ina's not Gita. Just look carefully."
"Mama knows, you miss Gita. let alone this is exactly one year Gita died. You must pray for Gita, Lam. Maybe when you feel like seeing the Gita, it's a sign that you still have to be loyal to her."
Nature understands the direction of her mother-in-law's speech. The breath sounds slow. Just saying Yulia's words is enough than provoking debate.
Since Ina's presence, Yulia kept warning her not to like her sister. Nature also supports even though it is contrary to her heart. He also tried to honor both her as a mother and aunt-in-law.
Is this my feeling wrong?
Nature holds Ina who has fainted due to the entry of the Gita spirit. Either it's an admission or it might be a natural hallucination. No one knows, but certainly Nature sure that seen is indeed the Gita.
In front of the stairs to Ina's room, Reza comes to take Ina's body forcibly. Nature just stared at Reza's back who started to climb the stairs accompanied by Yulia. The man turned around and got together with the other family.
Angel and Raga come to Shasa's birthday party. Raga brings Asih, his third wife. Nobody cares about the Raga Budiman family. Bobby Spencer thought the family was shameless.
"Why do they still dare to show their face? even though they were rejected. What is nature inviting them?"
"Night, besan, how are you?" Raga came to say hello to Bobby Spencer.
"Alhamdulilah good. Yes, I want to meet my besan. Please taste the dishes available." Pamit Bobby who refused to serve Raga Budiman.
Arriving at the cutting of the cake, Alam holds Shasa while cutting the birthday cake. But Shasa suddenly cried, Nature was overwhelmed because she did not know the will of her daughter.
"Yayaaaaaha. auuuu am Inaaaaaa .. aaaauu am Inaaaaaaa..."
Nature tries to divert the child by looking at the balloon. Shasa's lips were still curved like an umbrella. Finally Alam takes Shasa to Ina's room. But Yulia intercepts him on the grounds that Ina needs a break. Yulia also took Shasa from the sling of Nature. Oma and the granddaughter sauntered towards Ina's room.
It's my son's birthday, but why am I such a guest here.
Patience, Lam. Wasn't their attitude towards you before.
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