The Destiny of the Mute Girl

Episode 95 ~ Wants to Follow Dhina

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"Lo why the hell is Bim?"

Arriving at a house that is no less large and luxurious, Bima instead of inviting Dimas who incidentally as a house owner chatting, the man was busy daydreaming, instead, struggling with the contents of the mind that wanders far away from nowhere to nature. Make the owner of the house clucked, upset with the captain's strange behavior.

"Reply..."

"Mom..."

"The.heaven.. hello...."

Bima flinched, the distant daydreams wander away in the blink of an eye, the screeches of Dimas's resounding voice successfully startling his heart, making him turn his head quickly.

"Lo why the hell is Bim? Keep daydreaming!"

"All I did was right, didn't I, Dim?"

"What do you mean?"

"Gue."

"If you speak the truth, Bim!!!"

Bima sighed heavily, rubbing his frustrated face rough, for what reason and since when, Bima who is now not like Bima who usually.

"What actions do I do with Damar and Wulan..I mean the same mute is right? All ages, only this time I kidnapped people, even I dare to hold people. I'm missing Dim?" said Bima, suddenly doubt about the actions that have already grown.

"Lo feel guilty about them?" tukas Dimas, flabbergasted to hear Bima's complaint.

Bima was silent, trying to throw away a great thought that flashed, turning quickly towards Dimas who seemed to be fishing for something in his mind.

"There's no way I feel guilty!"

"Then? Why are you being like this?"

"Yes, you know, as loud as I am, I never kidnap people's children. So it's natural that I'm like this." said Bima, avoiding the assumption Dimas.

"Lo sure? Not feeling guilty?"

"Yes..be sure! Nevermind! Don't talk about that anymore! Maybe because I panicked again. I thought of Al's threat last night!!!" sulk Bima, divert.

Instead of answering, Dimas chuckled off. Laughing at Bima who looked tense, turned to her who was still laughing.

"Since when did a Bimantara fear the threat of his men, huh? Not a man, but a former man! Hahahah...lo managed to make my stomach ticklish, you know? Hahaha.." as always Dimas.

"Kh!!! It's like you don't know Al!!! That son of a bitch never messes with his words!" sudang Bima, glancing at his friend's guard.

"Hahahah, it's impossible, Bim! Aifa'al is now busy taking care of her sister. So how could he possibly report everything to the police. He had no proof." so glad Dimas was confident.

"If Al's words are true, how? You should also come with me to get into the prisoner's sell!" bima said, pointing at Dimas.

The laughter that had been blaring, suddenly stopped. Hearing the word sell, make the feathers of Dimas stand for a moment.

"Loh, why are you taking me? Listen yes, Bima!!! My position here only helps you!!! I just don't know your boss named Mr. Gibran! Don't you ever carry my name! I know nothing about this!!!" dimas toilets that threaten Bima.

"Well, why are you threatening me anyway?" bima who turned angry.

"Gue is not threatening! I'm just warning you that I'm not wrong!" answer the emphasis-filled Dimas.

Bima snorted in annoyance, wasting face for a moment the effect of being annoyed with the words of the friend, making him more agitated and overwhelmed with endless anxiety, thinking about how fate would be if the threat of Aifa'al really happened.

I have to see Mr. Bram. He's the only one who can help me now if the police suddenly come. Mumbled Bima in a troubled heart.

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"Why did you cover it up Mam?"

In the courtyard of the Medika hospital park, there were three adult men talking, sitting across like they were looking for something that made one of them shocked. The three adult men were Doctor Ronald, Ammar and Imam.

The priest looked perfect, when the eyes caught the figure of his eldest brother-in-law who turned out to be in the middle of a visit to the hospital Medika, with his adoptive brother-in-law who was none other than Doctor Ronald. Makes her not wince when the sister-in-law showers herself with a barrage of cornered questions.

The priest was evasive, diverting the conversation by greeting the two because they had not had time to meet. But the curious Ammar could not be lied to just, making the man two children pulled the hand of the sister-in-law to the park, and followed by Doctor Ronald who was no less curious and anxious with the Imam. He asked her to speak six eyes in the garden.

The Imam's defense collapses, leaving the cornered to have to say all about his illness to Ammar and Doctor Ronald. To the great surprise of Ammar and Doctor Ronald, I never dreamed that the Imam was now suffering from a deadly disease, just like his beloved brother in the past.

"When has the Imam? Answer the question!!!" ammar said, angry and disappointed with the attitude of the sister-in-law who is no different from her youngest sister.

"Priest I'm sorry, ma'am." replied the Imam, cf. Matt.

"So what Doctor Mitha said is true?" doctor Ronald's timpal is staring at the Imam.

The priest nodded faintly, yet it could still be clearly seen by the two.

"Dad and Mom know?" ask Ammar.

"No, Mas. And they must not know." replied the priest who was still bowed, sad.

"Abi and Umi in Cairo? They know, right?" ask Ammar again who looked at the sister-in-law with hope.

The priest shook his head again, that was the only action he could take right now. Makes Ammar furious and want to be angry, but still detained, considering the man in front of him is his youngest brother-in-law, the husband of his sister.

"Cancer of hearts, Mam!!! Stadium three!!! And you only take medicine without going to chemotherapy!!! How can it heal? You forget, if your late wife also suffered from cancer, even her life was taken because of the disease? Why do you still look calm! Why Dik? Why????" ammar toilets.

Ammar was sitting limp, massaging his chest that felt tight, like being crushed by a large rock that refused to move, continued and continued to hit his chest, not believing that his sister-in-law also suffered from a very deadly disease. While the Imam, smiling bitterly in submission, held the crystal chirp that was about to flow as hard as possible, spilled a heartache in front of his brother-in-law, but all were held back.

"Imam wants to catch up with Dhina, Mas. The priest has longed for the wife of the Imam, and Allah answers all the do'a of the Imam by giving him this disease. The Imam is not pessimistic, but the Imam is resigned. The priest leaves everything to God. The love for Dhina will the Imam take to his heaven, to meet Dhina who has been waiting for a long time. The priest will meet Dhina in a moment, Mas!!!" imam said, his tears are flowing.

Ammar and Doctor Ronald are flabbergasted, hearing the heartbreaking words of the Imam, opening up old wounds that have been buried, the story of Dhina will reoccur and has happened to her husband.

"You have chemotherapy!!!" exclaim Ammar.

"You can't be like this, Mom! Pessimistic with resignation is not much different!!!" doctor Ronald's timpal convinced the Imam.

"Different, Mas. The priest has tried to take drugs and it is time for the Imam to surrender to God. If Allah has ordained the Imam to be healed with these medicines, then the Imam will be healed with His permission. But if the opposite happens, the Imam will be sincere, even the Imam is very sincere." replied the Imam, seeing the two alternately.

"But Mam, you have to..."

"Please imam, my. Now Mas Ammar and Mas Ronald already know the truth about the disease of the Imam is severe. Do not let Father, Mother and others know that the Imam is very sick. Let alone children, they will certainly be worried." cut the Imam who grabbed Ammar's hand.

Ammar let out a heavy sigh, the crystal feathers from his eyes fell without permission, looking at his sister-in-law like this, making him think of his late beloved sister. Looking for a moment at Doctor Ronald who can only be silent, do not know what to do to the Imam who he already considers like his own brother.

"Priest... I can't possibly see you sick like this. I am a doctor!!! You can't let me get sick! Please, let Mas and Mas Ronald treat you! I don't want you to leave! You don't think about Dad, Mom, Abi and Umi? What would they feel if they knew? You begged Mas, now please! Let me treat you. Yea?" said Ammar, persuading the resigned Imam.

"Ammar's right, Mam. At least you try to be stronger first!!! Before it really comes down. There is still hope for you to be healed, as long as you are sure and believe that you will be healed!" timpal Doctor Ronald.

"But the Imam wants to leave quickly, Mas." said the Imam who looked up, looking at his two brothers-in-law.

"Dispose your mind!!! We all will definitely leave but not in this way!!! Doesn't God teach us to try? Don't you understand that? But why are you like this now?" tukas Ammar, resuscitate his sister-in-law.

The priest nodded faintly, confirming Ammar's words, leaving him stunned. Consider the offer of the brother-in-law who intends to help him.

"You want? I will arrange your chemo schedule as soon as possible!!!" ammar.

"Alright, Mas. But not now, because the Imam does not want to add new problems in our family." replied the obediently nodding Imam.

"Our family problem? Whose family do you mean?" ask Ammar.

The priest sighed heavily, squealing for a moment to gather energy to tell the brother-in-law. Forced to say it, to divert the mind of Ammar who was panicking because of his actions.

"Dhana, Mom! Dhana is having a big problem right now." said Imam, looking at Ammar.

"Dhana? Dhana what's the problem?" ask Ammar who doesn't know everything.

"It is better to go with the Imam. We're going to meet Dhana. Let Dhana say it to Mas Ammar." replied the Imam as he moved from his seat.

The priest left, followed by Ammar and Doctor Ronald who were no less surprised, hearing the brother there was a big problem at this time. Then they moved, into the hospital, into the nursery of Mala and Wulan.

***

"Your uncle where are you boys?"

In the waiting chairs lined up in front of the nursery of Mala and Wulan, Bu Aini, Pak Aidi and the four handsome grandchildren were sitting. Choosing to wait outside the room after hearing the uncle's explanation about the condition of both, including the truth about the syndrome suffered by the anty. Making them not want to disturb the rest time of the two who are not aware, letting Dhana and Damar stay inside, accompanying the mother and her sister who are still asleep.

"So Uncle said he wanted to talk to his friend, Oma. But somehow Uncle Imam hasn't come here yet." replied Aiziel, pondering his gaze.

"Maybe the Imam is having business with his friend, dear. He's an adult, isn't he? Our daughter-in-law will not be lost. He'll be here too. Patience to you!!!" timpal Mr. Aidi, calm the wife.

"It feels like we're here to just be a mosquito repellent for Opa and Oma who are kasmaran again." said Syahal, teasing the opa and oma who embrace each other.

"You're jealous of Opa?" seloroh Pak Aidi, holding amused in his stomach to see Syahal.

"Not envious anymore, Opa. But ngenes, hiks.." replied Syahal as if he was sad.

Laughter all reverberated, as if breaking the silence that occurred since, making boredom increasingly whack, but the heart still wants to linger, but, waiting for news of the development of the condition of Mala and Wulan who did not also open their eyes.

Chequek!

The sound of the doorknob rang out, making everyone who was chuckling turn their heads quickly, finding Dhana and Damar coming out together, letting Mala and Wulan rest more quietly and long inside.

"The Imam's uncle has not yet come?" asked Damar, looking for the uncle who was not seen yet.

"Yet, Damar. Mas was also astonished, Uncle Imam go where huh?" answer Aiziel.

"Where was your uncle going? Why don't you come with him?" timpal Dhana, look at the five heroes.

"So Uncle Imam met his friend, Uncle. Then tell us first because Uncle wants to talk to his friend." said Shahil who co-spread his eyes.

"Maybe Uncle Imam has the same business as his friend, Uncle." said Aifa'al.

"That was Opa's answer, Al!" chirps Mr. Aidi.

"Al know, Opa!" chirps Aifa'al.

Crunchy rascals just came out of the mouths of all those who saw the joke of the grandson and his op, provoking a ripple that wanted to reverberate once again, but because of the situation and conditions that were not supportive, made them go unnoticed.

"Why are you all here?"

The crisp rarity of Mr. Aidi, Bu Aini, Dhana, Aiziel, Aifa'al, Syahal, Shahil and Damar came to a halt instantly, as the familiar voice of the baritone echoed down the hall. Making them look perfectly wide, turning quickly towards the source of the voice, increasingly rounding the eyes that were already wide open, looking at the three men there.

"Ronald, Ammar, Imam..."

"Mas Ammar, Mas Ronald, Imam..."

"Daddy, Ronald, Uncle..."

"Pakde, Uncle Ronald, Uncle Imam..."

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