Not the Wrong Destiny

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Anya's mama's phone that she put on the table rang, her self who was putting something for a mouthful of food into her mouth, had to stop her activities first, then grabbed the flat object. His forehead shriveled when he saw a foreign number that turned out to make a call.

"Who's Anya?" Luis asked who saw Anya's mother like a confused person.

"Some, the number isn't known." Anya's mom showed Luis her phone screen.

"Just give it a shot." After saying that word, Luis sipped a glass of warm tea that he ordered earlier.

Mama Anya nodded then quickly shifted the green pattern on her phone screen.

"Hello, good night?" Ask mom Anya later.

"Hello, good night too. Is this true of Anya's mother, the wife of Tengku Lukmansyah Zifaran?" Then the people across the street asked.

"Yes, right, who am I talking to?" Asking where Anya was, she glanced at Luis who was also staring at her.

"I am from the hospital, want to inform if Mr. Lukman has just had an accident and now his body is in the hospital Medika. Please come to take care of the body." The sad news that is possible for some people is happy news.

"What's? A body? M... I mean my husband died, did he?" Ask mom Anya can't believe it.

"Yes ma'am, the victim died at the scene, I'm sorry for his passing."

Mama Anya immediately disconnected the call, her heart was pounding quite fast, her breathing was wheezing. Didn't he and Luis just devise a plan to eliminate Lukman, but why did God even precede the plan he had laid out so neatly?

"Hahaha, good Anya, so we don't have to bother and dirty our hands to eliminate it." Luis leaned his back against the back of the chair.

Seeing Anya's mother who was only silent with a shocked look, Luis then said again.

"What's wrong with you Anya? You should be happy with this happy news. Finally our enemy disappears from the face of the earth, and our goal as long as this has been achieved, we will take possession of all his wealth assets and enjoy them together." Luis said triumphantly.

"He shouldn't have died this easily, even I haven't had the time to reply to what he's done to us in the past. I want to put it away with my own hands, Luis!" Mama Anya looks to clench her hands.

"Everything has happened Anya, meaning God does not want to make us work harder to eliminate him. It's been decades that we fought together, sacrificed everything, now it's time we enjoy the fruits of our labor all this time." Luis touched Anya's mother's shoulder and then rubbed her slowly.

"You're right, let's go to the hospital now!" Mama Anya was about to move on, but her intention stopped when Luis again said.

"We have to get Sheerin home, it's sure that this show will be even more exciting." A wicked grin appeared in Luis' lips, imagining Sheerin would surely cry roaring over his father's body.

"Ahh, you're right Luis. They've been on vacation too long." Mama Anya returned to fiddling with her phone to contact the fake Sheerin.

***

"Nindy!" Mother and Yuvi shrieked simultaneously as they saw Sheerin standing in the doorway of the room. His eyes looked teary, like he wanted to demand more explanation, but his lips seemed unable to say.

Mother and Yuvi then looked at each other, like a thief caught stealing, both faces looking panicked. They thought that Nindi would not come home at that time. Mother moved from her seat and walked over to the stunned Sheerin, she clasped the shoulder of the fake Nindi to make her calm down a little. It must not be easy to know the fact that she is not the flesh of the mother, while from a small age, her mother's hand is always held Nindi, wherever mother goes, Nindi must follow behind her.

"What do you hear, son?" Ask mom to make sure.

"I heard all the ma'am, but I hope that what mother and sister Yuvi talked about earlier is not true. I'm mom's real son, right? Mom gave birth to me, right?" Somehow Sheerin felt sad, as if he was really Nindi, surely Nindi would also feel the pain as he was feeling.

"Nindi deserves to know, ma'am! She's grown up, until when are we gonna hide this secret?" Yivi's words further strengthened Sheerin's suspicions.

"What does Yuvi mean?" Ask Sheerin.

"Before I apologize son, it might be true what Yuvi said, it's time for you to know who you really are." Mother's voice sounded soft. Sheerin prepared to listen to what the mother would say next.

"Mother is not the woman who gave birth to you, son. But mother is a woman who takes care and raises you lovingly, since your presence, mother already considers you as a biological daughter of her own mother, mother never discriminates between you and Yuvi, she said, I love you so much, son." Mother stroked Nindi's fake hair, insisting that she loved Nindi too much.

"Is this also the reason why Brother Yuvi did not want to marry all this time?" Sheerin turned to look at Yuvi.

"Yes, I'm afraid that you've found your family, and then you'll leave me alone." Yuvi replied while looking down.

"No need to do that, I will never leave my mother." Sheerin.

"Go, boy! Find your family and birth mother!" Say mother then.

"So, my birth mother is alive, is she? T... But why did he leave me, Mom?" Ask Sheerin.

Mother let out a long sigh, then she guided Sheerin to sit next to Yuvi, Sheerin just according. Yuvi gave Sheerin a glass of water, Yuvi knew that her sister was still shocked by the fact she had just learned.

Sheerin took a sip and returned the glass to Yuvi, undeniable if half the liquid in her body had evaporated away.

"Mom will tell you how you were able to be with mom at first. So, here's the story..."

Flash back on...

Mom's POV

That morning, I was sweeping the front yard. Dry leaves always fall from the mango tree, but yesterday afternoon I had swept it to the net not left, but in fact, this morning the leaves have been scattered again.

Not a strange thing indeed, especially last night there has been a rainstorm that is quite exciting, must be a lot of leaves and garbage that flew swept by the baby.

From a distance of 20 meters, I could already see the arrival of grandfather's pick-up car moving closer towards him, uneven roads and many rocks make the movement of grandfather's car move zigzag like it will topple to the left and right. But eventually the car managed to stop safely right next to me.

"It's over bah, thank God." Abah, that's how I call him. Then I kissed Grandpa's handcuffs.

Since my husband passed the bosom of the creator, now I only live with my grandfather and daughter, Yuvi her name.

"Breakfast first, bah! Hani cooked the eggplant yesterday afternoon at the harvest." I saw something strange with grandpa's gurgle, his face like a confused person.

"Change why? Sleepy? Finish breakfast go to bed again!" I tried to read Grandpa's face.

Grandfather was seen rubbing his nape many times.

"Look, Hani!" Grandpa finally opened his voice.

"Yes, why?" My toot.

Instead of answering, grandfather instead walked towards the back, right in the open tub. I followed his steps. Then the grandfather pulled out a tarp that was always used to cover a wide variety of vegetables.

"Astagfirulloh, bah!" My mouth was wide open, I covered it with my own hands, so surprised I saw a woman who was behind the tarp, even a tiny baby looks still attached perfectly in her carrying.

"I... Who is this, bah?" I asked with my mouth trembling.

"Also do not know Ni, you found it on the road earlier. They're still breathing, you can't leave her, so you just take them, I think you can treat this woman's badly hurt leg." Grandpa is good, selflessly he always helps people who need help, even without being asked. Never redundant the advantages that grandfather had.

"Well, let's get them inside!"

***

Grandfather really took care of the woman and the baby very well, every morning and evening I helped replace the bandage after grandfather finished giving him the herbal medicine. But after 3 days, the woman did not want to open her eyes. Actually, what happened to the woman that made her condition this sedrop? Sometimes I feel sympathy for him. And where is his family? Why not try to find them?

I turned to look at the tiny baby I laid right next to the woman, I estimated her age at 9 months, but the baby repeatedly turned her back, she said, lying on his stomach and playing with his mother's face that never realized.

I brought the baby into my arms, it felt like I had not held a baby like this for a long time, Yuvi was now 8 years old, where she wanted to be carried like this. There was happiness when I saw this baby laugh when I asked him to play.

This baby is so active, even though he just recovered from his fever. The baby seemed to have a fever after being invited by the mother in the rain. The poor baby. However, according to grandfather there is nothing to worry about the condition of the baby. It's just that the baby has swallowed sleeping pills so that in the afternoon he just woke up.

"Mother...!" This stage house felt trembling as Yuvi ran around inside. I immediately reprimanded him.

"Don't run around, son, you'll be able to knock down his house!" I said as softly as possible.

"Yes, sorry. I can't wait to see this little brother." Yuvi pinched the baby's puffed cheek in a fit of anxiety. If there was no me, it was possible that Yuvi would bite her because she was feeling anxious.

"Where's school? Any PR?" Tanyaku later.

"There, later I work, now I want to invite this baby sister to play first. Can you, ma'am?" Yuvi asked showing her sweet face.

"You change clothes first, keep the bag, keep eating. I'll play with my baby sister, yeah!" I saw both of my daughter's cheeks puffed up, a sign of protest perhaps, but Yuvi's a good boy, she immediately complied with my words.

"Yes, ma'am! The baby sister drug!" Before leaving, Yuvi once again pinched the baby's cheek, instead of crying, the baby laughed while showing her four-seed-growing teeth. What an adorable baby.

I fed him back the banana crack.

***

A week had passed, but there was no sign that she would wake up. My grandfather and I did not stop putting the herbal liquid through his mouth. Like this afternoon, grandfather had just come home from the garden to harvest vegetables.

I was in charge of holding the woman's head up slightly, while grandfather was preparing to put the medicine spoon into the woman's mouth.

"Uhuk! Uhuk!"

My grandfather and I stopped our activities when we got a positive response, the woman coughed.

"He's conscious, bah!" Maybe it was I who looked so happy when I saw that the woman's eyes were slowly opening. While grandfather can still calm down, not as enthusiastic as I am.

"Allah, thank goodness." Grandpa.

The woman was seen regulating her breathing, then watching every corner of my small room, walled with bamboo matting and plank.

"D... Where's my? And s... who are you?" The woman asked tremblingly, there was a trace of fear on her face, is it possible that the woman was traumatized?

"You were in my hut, I found you under a riverbank a week ago and I brought you here." Grandpa.

He tried to move, but then grimaced while holding his foot wrapped in bandages.

"Aww!" He whimpers in pain.

"Don't move much, your legs are badly hurt!" I held him back to stay in position.

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