The Inheritance and Leaning of the Headstone

The Inheritance and Leaning of the Headstone
Chapter 26 Showering together



"It still doesn't prove anything" Mila said, looking for other files.


"Yes. We need to investigate this matter. Maybe this is a very important issue. What the Mbah Karti family missed,"


"I can't stand the smell. My nose seems to be full of dust" Mila said, holding her nose.


"Well, let's go out, let's continue tomorrow again" Frans said, putting the photos back where they belong.


"Yes" Mila nodded and walked out of the warehouse with Frans.


"Huh, that's dirty!" Frans cleaned his clothes from the dust.


"It looks like we have to take another bath" Frans said, taking Mila to take a bath together.


They're going to the room and they're going to take a shower. Frans went in the bathroom first. As she waited for Mila not to enter, she shouted from inside.


"Miles!" frans shouted from the bathroom.


"Yes,"


"Come, help me. My waist is sprained" Frans said from the inside.


"You come out, let me have a massage here" said Mila, who was embarrassed to have a bath together. Understandably, Mila is a pure country girl, the shame is deeply attached to her.


"Hurry Mila. I can't move" added Frans, who knew it was hard to take Mila to a bath together without any gimmicks.


"Yes, cover your body. I'm going inside" Mila said and then slowly walked in.


And as soon as Mila came in, Frans locked the door from the inside.


She hugged Mila.


"Because of you," Frans laughed happily while hugging Mila from behind. It turned out that he was standing near the door. As soon as Mila came in, she went straight into action.


"You, basic! Have you tricked me? You don't have a backache?" Mila was upset but she couldn't get out of the bathroom.


"Open your shirt. We'll rub each other's backs. You're so much me and I'm gonna help you,"


"I don't need to. I can do it myself" Mila doesn't want to do what Frans wants.


"Come Mila. This is common and romantic for a couple. Okay, shall we try?"


"I am, ashamed," said Mila who was aware, if she refused the wishes of her husband, she would sin.


"You'll get used to it later, okay?" Frans helped take off Mila's clothes.


And now Mila was in front of Frans, rubbing Mila's back with a gentle soap.


"Do it like this? Yummy right?" frans said as he gently scowled Mila's back.


"I.ltya..." Mila stammered though she admitted, Frans' massage made her feel comfortable.


While at the rice stall, they heard people talking about Mbah Karti's past.


"That mary just disappeared from that moment," said an old man who happened to stop by.


She was a friend of the late Mbah Karta, her husband Mbah Karti while still working as an employee.


"Until now no one knew where the Mary had gone. She gave birth to a baby girl who was taken care of by her neighbors,"


"So Mbah Karti will report the actions of her husband who has impregnated her assistant? Then after the baby was born, Mary asked for her right to be married for her child, but Mbah Karta refused, and from then on, Mary disappeared. By Mbah Karti the baby was given to his neighbors and cared for by them" explained the old man.


Mila accidentally hears Mbah Karti's past story.


"I have to see Mbok Darmi" Mila told Frans.


"Take your food first,"


"No, I'll see him soon. This is very important," said Mila then left the stall.


They're going to Mbok Darmi's house. Mbok Darmi was sick for a few days.


Mila was shocked, because when he last met, Mbok Darmi was healthy, and did not know if he was sick.


"Mbok, I'm sorry Mila. Didn't know Mbok Darmi was sick,"


"Bok wait for you Mila. Mbok wants to tell you something. Mbok is sick, and Mbok is worried, if he dies and has not told you anything important" Mbok Darmi said, coughing.


"Yes Mbok. Mila listen,"


"Mila's....You're not actually the son of both of your parents who are gone. You are the son of a woman named Mary. She came from the city pregnant. And after you were born, he gave it to both of your parents. I don't know why your mother hasn't come back until now. His face is very similar to yours, Mila. Look for photos at Mbah Karti's house, there may still be something left. Your mother used to work with Pak Karta,"


"What mbok? So what I heard in the shop, that's right? Mbok also kept Mila's identity a secret?"


"Isn't that Mila? Your parents asked that all this be kept a secret from you. But, after you think back, you deserve to know everything, before you die,"


"The mad...." Mila is crying because she doesn't know who she really is.


"If you find your mother, you'll know who your father is. Long time ago.never heard the news if Pak Karta is the person your mother loves. If that's true, it means you're his descendant. You need to find solid evidence in her house. Because they're all dead. And only your mother who disappeared has no news to date" Mbok Darmi said, relieved after telling Mila this big secret.


"Thank you mbok. Mbok has told the secret of Mila's identity. Mbok wants what? Let Mila make it to eat?"


"No Mila, Mbok has been made a banning mesh by Idah. It hasn't been eaten yet" Mbok Darmi said.


"If bribe yes Mbok," Mila then took the banning seat and fed Mbok Darmi.


Mbok Darmi finally wants to eat. She had been close to Mila ever since both of Mila's parents died. Their house is also close.


It's just that since Mila became Frans' wife, she was a few days ago busy with land affairs, so rarely to Mbah Mbok Darmi's house.