The Neglected Pearl
Part 140 Days of mourning
Despite being in a high position in the company, Nurul never forgot both her parents and family, she tried to give the best of a child to her family, Nurul has always been the number one in the orphanage owned by her family.
Not a few funds in Nurul poured for orphanage owned by his family and it also received full support from Handoko.
As her career grew, Nurul remembered the woman who had helped her, Ms. Rohana.
That morning before Nurul went to the office, he also took the time to stop by at the house of his adoptive mother, with Nurul slowly approaching the residence of Rohana.
“Tok, tock, tock! Assalamu’alaikum!” nurul said as he knocked on the door.
Hearing the door knocked from the outside, Rohana rushed to open it, when he saw that knocking on the door was Nurul, Rohana immediately hugged Nurul, the sweet woman who had filled the emptiness of her house.
“Daughter Mom, are you coming Nak?”
“Iya, Mum.”
“Why has it been so long?”
“Today I came to take Mom with me.”
“Where do you want to take Mom, son?”
“Home Handoko, old employer place Mother.”
“No, I don't want to go there son, I'm afraid.”
“Why should I be afraid, I am innocent.”
“Let's Riza back how?”
“If Riza comes back to that house, then I will come out Bu.”
“Why is it like that?”
“Because I'm not his wife anymore.”
“Does Handoko agree to it baby?"
“You don't want to, he must agree, because Handoko does not want to lose us both Bu, what's more Radit, has been made Handoko as the sole heir of his grandfather's company.”
“Waah! You are very lucky son, rarely you know, people get such a windfall,” Rohana said as he folded his dry clothes.
“Where, I agree no, come with me, to the palace of Mr Handoko?”
“Mother is still in fear of the incident nak.”
“Mother don't have to worry that everything will be fine kok.”
Hearing Nurul's request, Rohana seemed pensive for a moment, she felt sad to leave the house she had lived in for years, living happily with her beloved son and husband.
“Mother do not have to worry, let this house stay awake and not easily weathered, for a while, we have to find the tenant Bu.”
“Hirers?”
“Iya,” answered Nurul while smiling sweetly.
“If rented, later even Mother's house so messy.”
“Calm down, I'll take care of it.”
“Alright, then, can I beg you for something?”
“What do you want from me?”
“If later, Mr. Handoko's son returns, and you also leave, will you take Mom with you?”
“Ya, sure! I didn't let Riza hurt herself mom.”
But I was so familiar with Riza that son, he must have done the determination if his wishes were not fulfilled.
Having received assurances of safety from Nurul, Rohana also agreed to Nurul's request, after returning to work, Nurul immediately picked up Rohana and brought her to Handoko's house.
At first Rohana was afraid, just in case Handoko would not accept it again, but when Handoko saw Rohana standing in front of her, Handoko was surprised and she also kissed the old woman's hand.
“Mother!” handoko said while greeting the old woman.
Not only that, Handoko even kissed the hand of the woman who had once been her maid.
“Where have you been all this time, why have you never been seen?”
At that time Nurul saw there were clear grains falling down his cheeks, his heart was sad, because Rohana who had been considered as his mother, suddenly disappeared.
“I've been looking for Mom everywhere, it seems like I was so shocked when the pain felt heavy hanging on my shoulders, Mother who had been a friend and also a parent, so far, just leave us both.”
Not only Handoko who cried bitterly, but Rohana also felt moved,
From today stay with us, live safely in this house with Nurul and Radit my only grandson.”
“Yes, sir, I will look after and take good care of your grandson,” Rohana replied slowly.
“Still, Bu.”
“Sama-sama."
Feeling that one family is intact, Handoko, together with Rohana and the others, live one roof together, they all feel happy and happy.
That afternoon, Handoko with Nurul, came to the hospital, to see Zaki's son who was still in a coma, but upon arrival at the hospital, Nurul was so surprised, he was so shocked, when he saw his nephew's room was visited by people.
“What's up, why is it so rame?”
At a time when her taste has not paid off, from inside the room Intan came out crying, Nurul who saw her brother immediately came to him.
“What's up, brother? Why so rame?”
“You look into the deck.”
“Actually what happened anyway?” ask Nurul curiously.
Not getting an answer from Intan, Nurul just barged in, but how surprised Nurul, when he saw that Zaki's only son had gone home to Rahmatullah.
“Innalilahi wainnailaihi roji’un.”
“Against Zaki, Nurul was crying hysterically, Zaki who saw his sister had just come, he immediately hugged Nurul's body.
“When did it go Bang?” tanya Nurul wants to know.
“New deck.”
“Why?”
“His heart is so weak the deck, that, we can't help him anymore.
“Oh, my handsome nephew,” Nurul said as she kissed him.
“Together with whom did you come deck?”
“Together Papa, Bang.”
“Ooo, so.”
After that, the sad news was immediately conveyed to Mang Ojo's house, that Ahmad Zaki's beloved son had died.
Hearing the news, the whole family cried hysterically, their tears could not be shaken anymore.
Sadness had enveloped the wounded heart, Mang Ojo who heard the news of the accident, immediately weak, his knees could not deny the strength of Mang Ojo's body.
The old man looked sock once, Fatma who was beside him immediately greeted the body of her husband who almost touched the ground.
“Innalilahi wainnailaihi raji’un.”
The pleasure in the heart of Mang Ojo, who had seen his daughter happy, was now reciprocated with a sense of poignancy that he could not speak.
Mang Ojo cried, among his hidden smiles, with his other son, Mang Ojo went straight to the hospital to pick up the body of his beloved granddaughter, along with the ambulance, Mang Ojo looked down miserably at the back.
Likewise with Zaki and the others, the only son he had now returned to Rahmatullah. Only do’a can be said at that time, may his beloved son be given a decent place at the side of Allah swt.
“You are patient, yes son,” said Fatma to her son.
“Iya, Mum.”
“Now we have lost our loved ones, hopefully, God will come back with sholeh and other sholeha children.”
“Aamiin.”
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