My Sweet Journey's

Encounter

All those who mourned in the house of Nisa could feel the sadness and loss of Heru as well as Hamzah. One of the mourners present was Angga. The man was certainly surprised, just yesterday he attended the simple wedding of Rossa's brother. Now she is shocked by the news of Nisa's death. Although Angga knew Nisa was seriously ill, but the man did not expect that Nisa would die so soon.

"Nobody knows about tomorrow." Said the Saint sitting next to Angga. Next to Amato. Both Angga and Amato agreed with the words of Saint. They are now closing in on Hamzah, giving support to the man. Duper palm has just launched. Duda virgin nest money.

They embraced Hamzah. The man looked better after performing his Ashar obligations. The tightness slowly faded away, although there was still something left. At least Hamzah has prepared himself for the worst possibility. Nisa's deteriorating situation lately makes Hamzah prepare, if at any time Nisa leaves, he will try to let it go.

Without Nisa knowing, several times Hamzah saw himself vomiting. Hamzah called Bimo's doctor. Nisa refuses to go to the hospital. He just wants to be on Hamzah's side all the time.

The joint prayer will take place after Isya, but everyone seems not to be going home before the event is over. Even Adnan to sleep in the guest room, so tired. The men took alternating baths at Heru's house.

Again Meri and Dewi looked foreign in the midst of the grief of the Heru and Hamzah families. The goddess had been restless since this was already afternoon. He could not leave his sister for too long. They're home alone. The goddess comes to Heru's house with Aria and her family. And the woman is confused now. What way to go home.

In the end, Dewi decided to order an ojek online, there is no other way. The girl said goodbye to Rossa who was delivered to the owner of the house. Heru was momentarily stunned to see the appearance of a Goddess. If Heru alone was amazed to see the Goddess, Hamzah's heart had even raced in the melody. The man immediately cursed at himself, just left by his wife for a few hours, his heart was willing to look everywhere. The heart has no feelings.

"What does the Goddess want to go home?" heru's question made the Goddess nervous. Until Rossa answered Heru's curiosity.

"Just use that motor in the garage. Nervous never wear. Itung-itung manasin machine." Heru's speech certainly did not necessarily make Dewi agree. Until the strict speech of Hamzah makes Dewi not warty. Moreover, the sharp gaze of the newbie widower made the Goddess terrified.

"Juda just published, the aura of the cake wants to eat people." The word Goddess followed Hamzah's steps to the room next to the living room. The door opened and saw a new looking Vario motor.

"Wear it, don't protest." Hamzah handed over the key to Nisa's motorcycle.

"It's really bad." The word Goddess can only speak in the heart. Hamza started to open the garage door. Only the bike is in there. Heru and Hamzah's car is outside. "Sir, it's not on." Chirp Goddess.

Bahhh, the soft voice of the Goddess attracted Hamzah. There was a curiosity that brought the man closer. Hamzah tried the motor stater. Not alive, Hamzah then tried to use a manual stater. It's alive! The man took the motor out, with the Goddess trailing behind.

"Later strike, just call." The man spoke while putting two paper bags on the motor hanger.

"Let's just call Miss Rossa."

"Your phone." Hamzah reached out his hand, Dewi hesitated a little to give her his phone. Until the man forced. Before long one call went into the Goddess's phone.

"Call me if it strikes." Hamzah said briefly, back in the house.

"Eh, what is this sir?"

"Make your sister." Reply Hamzah after Dewi appointed a paperbag giving Hamzah. The goddess was initially scared, but soon the motor drove away from Heru's residence.

"Goddess good girl, I recommend her as my substitute."

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Angga half ran to a room in the north building of the hospital. A stand-alone building with a state somewhat separate from other buildings. There is even a security guard and parking for the five-story building.

Angga's arrival was welcomed by Doctor Kanti, a psychiatric expert who handles Yuna. Angga's wife was forced to be put into the unit after her behavior showed a mental disorder. Angga at that time was surprised by Yuna's attitude that looked frightened while covering her own ears. When he asked, Yuna went into a rage. The woman blamed Angga instead, because Angga she had to abort her womb.

"How's the checkup document?" Angga asked with an unpredictable facial expression. Confused, disappointed and pity.

"Initially we found out your wife was having paranoid disorder, not being confident. But over time Yuna's paranoia became extreme, causing mental disorders."

"Im sorry, what do you mean by Doctor?" cut Anga fast.

"The clouds think so. Yuna's situation was made worse by the abortion she had. He seemed to hear the baby crying in his head."

Angga massaged his temple slowly. Crazy one? His wife is crazy, mentally disturbed. This karma?

"Is he likely to recover?" Doctor Kanti sighed, hearing Angga's question. Yuna's mental disorder is classified as acute, the woman should have been quarantined in a mental hospital. Because Yuna has indications of wanting to hurt others and herself. And Angga was forced to tell her that Yuna once pushed people from the stairs to a coma.

Angga's remarks further strengthened Kanti's decision to admit Yuna to a mental hospital

"I'm sorry sir, we're forced to do this. Your wife's hard to control." Angga finally just resigned when signing the agreement to transfer Yuna to the RSJ next to the hospital.

"I'm sorry Yun, I was forced to do this. Hope you're getting better there." Angga could only remain silent, looking at Yuna who was roaring unruffled as she was moved. But Yuna's furious action quickly turned into a scream of fear. With a soft word sounded from Yuna's lips. "I'm sorry mom, I didn't mean to kill you. Mom just didn't want you to leave me. I love you so much."

Angga sighed, it seems that it is true, karma is coming to Yuna, the woman is haunted by guilt because her actions abort her womb at that time.

The man walked out of the hospital where Yuna was being treated, standing by the side of the road. Angga was forced to park his car across the street. A rough gust of the man's breath along with a woman muttered in confusion. Standing not far from Angga, a woman wearing a tunic set up to her knees combined with black material pants. The large hijab of the woman adds to the face of the wearer.

"So far do I have to find another ojek?" The woman's question made Angga interested in approaching.

"I'm sorry if you don't mind me dropping off." The two pairs of eyes met, met several times but only this time they faced each other. An aesthetic encounter in front of a mental hospital.

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