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The next day, Angga and Maya go straight to Bandung to find their daughter, while on the way the look of happiness always emanated on their faces.
“Hopefully our son is fine yes Pa” Maya said as she glanced at her husband who was focusing on driving.
“Aamiin” reply Angga then.
In the afternoon after the sub-Zuhur they arrived in the city of Bandung, Angga and Maya also went directly to the boarding school Nurul Huda which was said to be famous.
When they arrived at the gate of the pesantren, Angga and Maya also looked confused, because they did not know what to do, because they did not know what to do, it was impossible if he directly asked people around if they found a baby who was dumped here.
“We have to how Pa ??” ask Maya to be confused.
“Papa also do not know Ma, are we trying to get into this boarding school just huh ?? who knows the owner of this pesantren who found our son” proposed Angga to the wife.
Maya seems to think, there is also a truth in the words of her husband, who knows that their daughter was found by the owner of this boarding school, Maya also immediately agreed to her husband's words.
“Iya Papa is right too, then let's go in Pa” invite Maya.
“Iya Ma” then Angga opened his car door followed by his wife.
They both stood in front of the boarding gate, many santri who noticed them, then one of the students approached them.
“Assalamualaikum mom, dad, what's wrong ??? do you want this father and mother to meet her son ??” ask a santri directly.
“No Child, we do not want to see our child, we just want to meet the owner of this boarding school” Angga replied staring at the child.
“Oh so, yes already let me inter” invite her politely.
“Thank you” said Angga and Maya together.
“Sama-sama”
Angga and Maya also walked following the steps of the santri, and now they have arrived at the big house almost the same as the house of his parents Zahran.
“Assalamualaikum” exciting santri.
Until a voice came from within, a middle-aged woman came out from inside the house.
“Walaikum greetings, Eh dimas what is it??” ask Umi Fadillah.
“There is nothing Umi, Dimas just wants to deliver this Father and Mother, he said he wanted to meet with the owner of this pesantren” explained Dimas while telling Umi.
Umi Fadillah looked towards Angga and Maya, who are they ?? thought Umi, are they the one second parents of her disciple ??
Seeing Umi's gaze, Angga quickly introduced himself.
“Assalamualaikum I am Angga and this is my wife Maya” Angga said politely.
“Walaikum greetings, I am Fadillah, wife of the owner of this boarding school” reply Umi by displaying her smile.
“Then I say yes Umi, father, mother Assalamualaikum” said Dimas later.
“Iya Nak thank you for dropping them off, Walaikum salam” replied Umi smiling.
“Walaikum salam” says Angga and Maya in unison.
After Dimas left Umi Fadillah immediately told his guests to come in, even though he did not know who they were, and somehow there was a bad feeling felt by Umi.
“Mari please enter Sir, bu” said Umi politely.
Umi walked first, followed by Angga and Maya, After arriving in the living room Umi also told her guests to enter.
“What do you drink ??” ask Umi.
“No need to bother ma'am, we will not be long, our arrival here just want to ask something” replied Maya smiling.
“What's up ??” Umi looked at them alternately, her feelings getting more and more unpleasant.
“How come my Mom and my wife are here to ask if mom found a baby who was dumped in this boarding school ?? about 22 years ago ??” ask Angga directly.
Deeeggg.
Umi's heart was beating so fast, could it be her daughter Zea ?? if true, it means that he and Zea will soon be separated, although Umi realizes that Zea is not her biological child but Umi still does not care if Zea has to leave her.
“Emang Ke-napa ??” asked Umi nervously.
“He's our son Ma'am, 22 years ago someone traded him for a dead baby so we didn't know our daughter was alive, which we knew was our daughter gone, but yesterday the person told the truth so we both came here” Angga said later.
Umi was silent, the two parents in front of her were now Zea's biological parents, it was appropriate that no one had been looking for Zea all this time because for Angga if his child was gone, and Maya, who she knew was Zara's son.
“Yes we found her, my husband and I found the baby, next to the baby was a letter stating that we had to take good care of the baby and name her Zea Shakila, at first we reported to the police but after 2 months of waiting but no one was looking for him, until my husband and I decided to adopt his” explained Umi with a hoarse voice, tears flowed down her cheeks.
“MasyaAllah, Alhamdulillah O Allah, my daughter is still alive” exclaimed Angaga with tears that have flowed as well as Maya, Angga immediately embraced the wife.
Not long after that, Abi Ahmad returned from the mosque.
“Assalamualaikum” exciting Abi.
“Walaikum salam” replied Umi, Angga and Maya in unison.
“Loh there are guests apparently ??” abi said to see Angga and Maya.
Angga also stood up to greet Abi's hand while Maya only cupped both hands in the chest.
“I Angga Kyai, and this is my wife Maya” Angga said introducing.
“I Ahmad” reply Abi with a smile.
They finally sat down again and Abi asked about their arrival, Umi fadillah explained everything that Angga and Maya were both Zea's biological parents, not only Umi who grieved Abi was the same, but also the same, but Abi does not want to be selfish, even though Zea has the right to meet with her biological parents.
“So you guys are both Zee's biological parents??” ask Abi.
“Iya right Kyai” Angga replied.
“Alhamdulillah finally Zee met his biological parents, all this time I searched where his parents were but I did not find” said Abi Ahmad grateful.
“So where is our daughter Sir ??” asked Maya directly, she was so impatient to meet her son.
“Zee is in Jakarta, he has become a doctor now, he went to the hospital that was nominated by his campus” replied Umi.
Hearing that Maya is very happy, her son is in Jakartan and she is also now a doctor, in contrast to Angga she seems to think of something.
“Means the one who met me back then was my son ??” said Angga slowly but still can be heard by the wife.
“Means Papa ??”
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