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CHAPTERS 14. DRUNKENLY

Brother, I'm sorry while this may not be able to help a lot of Fajr and Mentari's living."

Lodi could only look at the concerned face of the man in front of her. After all, the two of them had lived together. Home, bed.

"You okay? I mean, there's no burn, right?"

Don't hand over a box to Lodi, "luckily this is safe."

"What's this?" asked Lodi while frowning. As he remembered, all of Lodi's personal treasures were no longer left in the Sumbang house.

"It's got a tone. It's a memory of you."

Lodi's heart suddenly drizzled, "so you broke through the fire, just to pick up this thing?"

A moment of silence.

"House letters, diplomas and other important papers but stored in fireproof safe. Even if it is charred, it can still be taken care of. But this thing belongs to Nada ...."

"Thank you, Mum. I accept. Don't worry about Dawn and Mentari."

The awkward feeling suddenly appeared. Since that event, only this time Lodi returned softly to Sumbang.

"Said someone burned down your house? Indeed who?"

"Police words. There are cans of gasoline near the house. And it's not mine."

"Do you have any enemies, Mom?"

She nodded slowly, but clearly enough.

"I don't think so. But I don't know."

"So where do you want to live?"

"While looking for kost. I'm alone."

"Take care of yourself" Lodi said.

"Thank you, baby."

Lodi glared, but urung got angry.

***

"The commenter can go home. Remember that medication must be taken routinely. Don't forget physiotherapy.'

Mentari affairs turned out to be quite complicated. Routine control. Vision detection. Hearing detection. And the result ...

"There are indications that Mentari has hearing loss. A full check cannot be done here. I have to go to Semarang."

***

"However Mentari was his son Contributed. You're gonna have to involve him in the examination and everything else" said the mother.

Lodi is silent not to argue. Mom's right. Anyway Contribute father Mentari. After all, it was too much trouble for Lodi to take care of Mentari alone.

"Aren't you all referring?" santi asked when she knew Lodi was going to Semarang with Sumbang.

"My feelings for her are gone, San. I don't hate, but I don't love."

"Good."

"Good how?"

"You can start all over again" said Santi.

Lodi just glared.

***

She changed clothes three times. First, white hem.

"Ah, ntar is considered a hotel employee."

He took it off and replaced it with batik.

"Kok batik? I want condo."

Donate take it off again, then replace with a blue T-shirt that says free.

"Ah, this is too tacky."

Gawai Sumbang rang. Melody called.

"Mas, don't leave too late. You woke up bad luck?"

"Ah, no. I'm ready for it."

In the end, he wears a plain white shirt.

***

Lodi would have chosen to sit in the back. But back up the protest.

"I'm alone up front. I'm a driver."

Finally Lodi relented sitting next to Sumbang.

Pekalongan Semarang via toll road does not take long. But the toll to Karyadi hospital was a little jammed.

"Montent seems to want netek. I just move to the back."

Lodi did not answer. His body language looks restless.

"I won't peek. I still remember the shape anyway," said Sumbang who made Lodi mendelik.

"Don't joke so ah. I don't like it" Lodi protested.

"Alright, alright. Just cover it with a tissue or a book," said Donate while propping a tissue box.

Lodi received the box with a slight rough pull. Contributed to hold back laughter seeing Lodi's attitude.

"Mentari's care allows me to get closer to Lodi," Contribute's inner self. "There is always wisdom behind misfortune."

***

Lodi looked at the package that contained a pile of books full of haru. A package that reminds him of Nada. It also reminds me of the struggle to save him from the flames.

"Tone, if you were still alive I would have taken Mentari to Semarang, "inner Lodi.

Lodi took out a piece of tissue and cleaned up the remaining ash that was still attached. The tissue became blackish.

"What exactly is in this package that Contribute ignores his own safety."

Slowly Lodi opened the package. At the top of the pile is a photo album. Contains a photo of Tone when he was a child.

"It's a time when I'm both proud and envious of Nada."

Tone is born with perfect beauty. No wonder she won various modeling contests.

"Beauty for her sister?"

That's what people often say. Lodi became envious of it.

"Oh, so you're Nada's brother who's often that champion?"

There is a sense of pride that is stuck getting questions like that.

But Tone's life changed when the accident happened. His face was broken by the scratches of broken glass. Not only that, but his legs had to be cut off.

The feeling of envy and pride of having a sister like Nada turned into a feeling of pity and always wanted to protect.

***

"No clue who burned down your house?" lodi asked Sumbang as the two of them returned to Semarang to usher in the control sun.

"no one yet. The police only have a lead on a used gasoline can. So many times they ask that someone might hold a grudge against me."

"Then?"

"Let's see, I don't have an idea. Even if there's someone who holds a grudge against me, it deserves only you, Lod."

"So you want to report me to the police?"

"It's not possible. Even if it was you, I'd be sincere."

"Buck!" sahut Lodi was a little upset.

"i'm serious. Whatever I do, just as long as you forgive me."

"I'll forgive you" said Lodi.

"But in fact, you don't want to refer."

"Eh, forgiving and referring is something different. Forgiveness doesn't mean you have to take it back, does it?"

He scratched his head that was not itchy.

"It's really hard to get this woman's heart back," said the interior.

"Are you planning to marry someone else?" ask Beetle.

"Ih, what the hell. Of course not yet" replied Lodi Ketus.

Despite being touched, he felt relieved. At least right now he only needed to compete with his old self.

***

"Based on tests that have been done, the mother's child is severely deaf both the right and left ear."

The description of the doctor made Lodi and Sumbang speechless.

"So, what should we do, Doc?" ask Beetle.

"It can be a cochlear transplant, but it costs about 200 million. Other attempts to wear a hearing aid. It might be cheaper. A good tool costs about 10 million for one ear."

"Shall I buy it now, Doc? Or can he wait a little big?" ask Lodi.

"Would as soon as possible. If waiting for him to grow up, often the child refuses the hearing aid."

Lodi and Sumbang terbangu. Both of them looked at the sleeping Mentari.

***

Lodi again looked at the pile of 'treasures' left by Nada. In addition to a collection of photo albums, there is a diary. Nada's diary. Slightly shaking, Lodi started to open.

Midnight, the turn of the year.

My year at home. My friends usually invite me to party. But when it's like this, who would be friends with me?

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