
Brakk!
A 27-year-old man got out of the car and walked up to a middle-aged woman who had greeted him on the terrace of the minimarket.
Ms. Risma smiled kindly to welcome the arrival of her guest.
"Good morning ma'am, is it true with Miss Risma?" Greet that man.
"Yes my own." The two men of different ages shook hands with each other. "Let's get our mutuals straight to the back." Bu Risma stepped first through the side of the minimarket to the back followed by Reksa.
Yes, that man is Mutual. Because the name of his father who has been famous in the country, he also became known by many people. Mutual in charge of serving his father's clients who asked to come home. While Mbah Suro remained at home serving patients who came to his clinic.
This was the first task of his father after Reksa underwent tirakat for 44 days. Yes, according to the promise of Mbah Suro first, Mbah Suro will bequeath all the knowledge he has to his children only wayangnya when the age of his son was already 27 years.
"Son Reksa left at what time?" While walking towards the house, Ms. Risma started a conversation.
"Call the Mutuals, ma'am." Sahut Mutual. "So the dawn ended, I left immediately.
Ms. Risma for a moment saw the clock that was coiled on her wrist just showed at 9 am. "Cock-a-pocket?"
"Alhamdulillah the road smoothly because it is still quiet. And this is also the weekend, maybe the people who usually leave early to work are still not moving from the contest."
"Oh yeah, they must be lounging on the bed." Sahut Bu Risma chuckled. Miss Risma clearly understood. His late son was too. Every weekend I wake up in the morning. And just got out of the room at lunch.
Chequek!
The hot air instantly slapped the skin of the Mutual surface when the door of the house was successfully opened by its owner.
"Astaghfirullah." Lirih Reksa closed her eyes.
"What's Rek?" Ask Bu Risma astonishment. Although Reksa's voice was soft but could still be caught by his sense of hearing.
Mutual immediately opened his eyes. "Let's just go in first, ma'am, let me see what's going on."
"Oh yeah, let's go in." Bu Risma opened the door of his house wide. "Please sit down first." Bu Risma invited Reksa to sit first. Mutual nodded then immediately sat his body on the living room sofa.
"Mrs Yanti!" Exclaimed Bu Risma from the living room.
"Yes Mom!" Sahut mbak Yanti's. "For a moment, sir." Ma'am Yanti moved from her seat. Mbak Yanti who was accompanying Mr. Affandi in the family room immediately approached his female employer. Such is the daily life of Mbak Yanti if the homework is finished.
"Yes, Mom."
"Which father?"
"Let's watch TV, Mom."
"Owh yes already, please bring a drink for your guests."
Mbak Yanti nodded then passed immediately. Ms. Risma also passed to her husband after previously saying goodbye to his guests.
"What's wrong, ma'am?" Ask Mr. Affandi when the wheelchair he occupied was slowly pushed by the wife to the living room.
"Mother has a guest sir."
"Later you will know." Miss Risma continued her steps.
Reksa immediately stood up as Bu Risma and her husband arrived in the living room. "Good morning sir." Reksa reached out his hand which was immediately held by Mr. Affandi.
"Morning," Reply Mr. Affandi. "Who is it?"
"I'm a mutual sir."
"Owh, please sit."
Mutual again sat his body on the sofa. When she saw the look of confusion on her husband's face, Bu Risma immediately explained the purpose and purpose of inviting Reksa to come home.
Yes, it all started from the internet Bu Risma knew him. Initially it was not Reksa but Mbah Suro whom he recognized. Because the real plastered on the internet is a photo of Mbah Suro and there are no photos of Reksa. Ms. Risma immediately called the phone number listed there. And it turns out that it is not Mbah Suro's phone number but Reksa's phone number which is none other than Mbah Suro's son. Bu Risma intends to ask Mbah Suro for help. But because Mbah Suro could not leave the clinic, it was finally Reksa who came to fulfill his invitation. Bu Risma himself has also told Reksa by phone about what really happened with his family.
"How long have you been sick?" Tanya Reksa started her chat.
"About 2 years." Answer Miss Risma. Muta looks to nod his head.
"May I go around the house, ma'am?" Mutuals ask for permission.
"Yes please." Sahut Bu Risma fast.
Muta immediately moved from his seat after sipping a drink that had been served for him to appreciate the owner of the house.
"Mbak Yanti titip father for a moment yes, let mother accompany Reksa first."
"Yes, Mom."
Bu Risma immediately moved from her seat and then stepped to accompany Reksa around her house.
The first place that Reksa goes to is the family room. But in his view he did not find any peculiarities there. Muta's step back swung towards the kitchen. He also did not find anything strange there. Even Reksa also opened the bathroom door in the kitchen.
"Can you please show me the room in this house, ma'am?"
"Let's follow mom." Reksa nodded then followed in Bu Risma's footsteps.
First of all is the guest room currently occupied by Seruni and her son. Initially Bu Risma asked Seruni to occupy the room of his deceased son. But Seruni refused and chose to occupy the guest room. Seruni did not want to touch the personal belongings of the deceased. Bu Risma did not want to force Seruni and let Seruni make her choice.
Muta stepped into the room and then circulated her gaze around the entire corner of the room.
Degh's!
Mutual jerked, his heart beating twice as fast as his gaze fixed on a figura that was on the nightstand. There is a photo of a toddler who was held by a beautiful woman who had been missed.
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