Pledge of Love for a Life of Heaven

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The lucnut man also forced Ratna to make money. With a heavy heart, every morning until the afternoon, Ratna worked at one of the clothing stores and left her son to Ryan. During his time at work by Ratna's father, Fadhil, who was then three years old, was often tortured by Ryan. Until one day, Fadhil tried to escape ....

"Fadhil, where are you going, Le?" A mother named Ngatmi screamed and tried to stop Fadhil's footsteps.

Instantly, Fadhil's footsteps came to a halt. The look on the three-year-old's face implied great fear. With trembling lips, Fadhil answered the question posed by Ngatmi. "Fadhil wants to go to lumah soberah, Budhe. Fadhil kangen soberah."

Ngatmi frowned, so that the two base of her eyebrows were intertwined. "alone? Where are your mom and dad, Le?"

Fadhil just shook his head and tried to hold back his cries. Despite being three years old, Fadhil was not a whiny child.

"Waste house where, Le?" connect Ngatmi. He slightly bent down and stretched out his hand to touch Fadhil's head. Then he rubbed Fadhil's head with gentleness.

"Lumah soberah is in Jogja," replied Fadhil. The sober house that Fadhil referred to was my mother's house. Already several times, Ratna brought Fadhil to the mother's house. Every time I was at home, Fadhil always looked cheerful. Fadhil is not like a little boy of his age. He is very smart and not at all naughty. One day, Fadhil noticed Bima mas who was repairing the stove. Like a journalist, Fadhil poked his om with questions. Why the stove can be damaged, how to fix it, what tools are used .... A smile was painted on Bima's face when he heard the questions that were thrown from Fadhil's tiny lips. Then he answered all the questions posed by Fadhil without fading the smile that adorned his face.

Mas Bima .. he's my fourth brother. As the name implies, mas Bima has a large tall body and handsome face. But unfortunately, Bima did not also have a lover because he was less PD when approaching a girl. Mas Bima always felt inferior because he only worked as a street sweeper as well as a motorcycle taxi driver.

"Madgio ...." There was a baritone voice very familiar to Fadhil. The sharp look on the little boy's face turned pias and his body trembled as the owner of the voice walked closer and closer.

"Mas Ryan ...." Ngatmi greeted Ryan with a friendly smile. Ryan who looks emotional, does not ignore the greeting Ngatmi at all.

"Based on a bad boy, let's go bali!" Ryan clutched Fadhil's tiny hand. Then dragged my nephew very roughly.

"Mas Ryan, don't be so rude to Fadhil! Fadhil was very small, Mas ..," asked Ngatmi as he stopped Ryan's footsteps. The middle-aged woman could not bear to see Fadhil being treated harshly by Ryan, a psychopathic man who claimed to be the real father of Fadhil to all villagers.

Ryan stopped his footsteps for a moment and replied to Ngatmi. "Don't interfere, Mom! Fadhil is my own son. Want me to kasari, even I kill .. no problem."

Ryan's harsh-sounding words successfully made Ngatmi gasp.

"Come on, my cepet sik mlaku!" (Let's go fast!) Ryan dragged Fadhil back violently.

"Basar wong crazy, pak keblung." Ngatmi berates Ryan for the outpouring of anger.

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BRACKET

Ryan slams Fadhil's body to the floor. As if not satisfied if just slammed it, Ryan banged Fadhil's head against the wall.

Astaghfirullah .... I swear by anything, I couldn't help but feel angry when I imagined my three-year-old niece being tortured by a demon-hearted human. Even more than the devil.

I want to drag Ryan and push him to hell right then and there.

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The sky was covered with clumps of black clouds accompanied by lightning that raged the earth many times. It is as if signifying divine wrath. I don't know, what makes him angry ....

There was the sound of the vibration of flat objects lying on the table. Apparently there was a phone call from Ratna's mom. I grabbed the flat object and shifted the picture of the green phone.

"May ...."

"Yes, Mommy. What's up?"

"Nin, adek ... critical adek." Ratna's voice sounded vibrating.

"Whose grandfather?" I raised the tone of voice.

"Fa-Fadhil, Nin."

"Caldean .... What happened to Fadhil, Ma'am? Fadhil's sick what?"

"Fa-Fadhil slipped in the bathroom."

"Astaghfirullah .... Ma'am, now Fadhil is being treated at which hospital? Let it be later, mas Bima and mas Arjun soon follow ...."

"BTD hospital."

"Now the quiet Ratna! Pray, may Fadhil be saved."

"Yes, Nin ...."

After the phone call from Ratna's mother ended, I immediately contacted Bima and Arjun to inform them that Fadhil.

Gegas, mas Bima and mas Arjun followed Ratna to BTD hospital.

Like being hit by thousands of invisible spears, my heart ached when Arjun told me that Fadhil was gone, on a phone call. My body slid to the floor.

"What's up, Ma'am?" ask what was said from Asti's lips. The look on my sister's face was implying worry.

"Fa-Fadhil died, As."

Asti gasped at the answer coming out of my lips. However, not only Asti who gasped, my mother and youngest sister named Azizah was also very surprised.

"No way, there's no way my granddaughter died ...." My mother's body decays with a heart-wrenching sound of crying.

I got up and grabbed my mother's body. Me, Asti, and Azizah hugged the body of the mother who was now shaking violently.

"Mother ...."

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