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Raka House
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Long enough Jojo hung on the terrace, waiting for the residents of the house to meet him. There was no sign of life from the house, deserted to overwhelm the atmosphere of the luxurious house.
"Sorry Den, find who?" Tanya Bi Syaidah Raka's maid whom she already considers family.
"Bi, I want to know that Raka experienced almost the same thing as her father did five years ago!" Jojo said a limp voice.
"Is there a wife or anyone who can meet Raka and accompany her now Bi?" Jojo.
"O Allah, Son of Raka," said Shaydah.
"Auntie is nothing?" Jojo asked frantically at the pale look on Syaidah's face, the middle-aged woman's tears launching themselves from her wrinkled cheeks.
"I'm going there Den, his wife Nak Raka hasn't come home from abroad. Let me take care of Nak Raka!" Syaidah tried to be strong.
"Come Bi, I'll take you!" Jojo's offer was accepted by Syaidah, quite economical.
It didn't take long, Syaidah and Jojo arrived at their destination. Do not wait silent, Syaidah immediately contacted Dara his wife Raka.
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The umpteenth time Syaidah called there was no answer from Dara. Finally Syaidah took the initiative to contact his son Kiki.
Same with Dara, Kiki mobile phone also can not connect.
"Oh my God, help Nak Raka! I love him, God. He's my son!" The middle-aged woman's tears sailed back from her eyes.
"Bi, Raka can already be visited, does Bibi not want to come in!" Said one of the police members who was in front of Raka's room.
"Yes, I'm going inside first!" Pamit Syaidah passed by to meet Raka.
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Slowly the wrinkled hand of the middle-aged woman opened the doorknob, stepping towards the pale man who was lying on the hospital bed.
"Son, what's going on?" Say Shaidah slowly in Raka's ear.
"Auntie?" Lirih Raka slowly opened her eyes. Slowly rubbed the middle-aged woman's hand. His glassy eyes make Syaidah sad to see her.
"Auntie bothers you, son, Auntie comes out first!" Saying Syaidah did not feel good his arrival disturbed the rest of Raka.
"Ngak Bi, Raka is nothing," said Raka to hold Syaidah.
"Bi, alone?" The young policeman's eyes scoured every corner of the room, not finding the person he was looking for.
"Yes Nak, Kiki just as Dara hasn't come home yet, may be on her way. Aunty call their phone no one's on!" Saying an honest Syaidah.
"Thank you, Bi, you've been paying attention to Raka!" Said Raka heavily. It was clearly a disappointed look on Raka's face.
"Aihh, sick!" Ringis Raka tried to stand up to her cell phone on the table.
"Thank you Bi!" Again the words came out of the young policeman's mouth.
Raka's gaze was lethargic, while throwing away the phone he was holding. Doesn't feel her inner crying holding back the disappointment that this week plagued her.
"Sir Raka, Aunt Salat first yes, Auntie will be here again!" Saying Syaidah pamit.
"Son Raka wants Bibi to bring what for dinner?" Saying Syaidah is answered by a ring from Raka. Syaidah understood Raka's current feelings. He passed by leaving Raka's room.
Raka again tried to stand up, the unbearable pain thwarted his desire to retrieve the phone he threw away.
"Sister Raka, brother why?" Said a beautiful girl who suddenly ran from behind the door. Crying sobbing tampa he realized his feet were on Raka's cell phone until it was connected to the phone that had been hesitant for Raka to contact.
"Hallo?" Saying girl over there. The volume of Raka's phone is not large enough to be heard in Raka's ear.
"Sir, what's wrong? Why did Auntie call us?" The girl was not heard by Raka.
"Are you all right, right?" The girl's soft tone stared softly at Raka's direction.
"It's okay Dek, sister is fine!" Raka lirih.
Without Raka realizing that the tears of the girl behind the phone were starting to drip, the pain might be what she felt now. Hearing her husband's warm conversation with another woman I don't know who it is.
Flashbacks
"Ki, Auntie called! What's up, huh?" Dara asked confusedly staring at the screen in her hand.
"Not to know, Kak, the cave also called the same Mother!" Saut Kiki was confused.
"Try calling back, brother, it might be important! My phone's dying a batrai!" Kiki.
"Yes yes, from earlier my feeling was also not good!" Added Dara.
Dara tried to contact Aunty Syaidah, the 10th time there was no answer from Syaidah.
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There Dara contacted Syaidah, came a call from someone none other than her husband.
"Hallo!" Say Dara after sliding the green button sign she received the call.
"What's wrong?" Dara asked worried that there would be no sound.
"Aren't you all right?" There was a soft voice of a girl talking behind the phone.
"It's okay Dek, sister is fine!" The voice of the man Dara was waiting for finally greeted the ears. There was the sound of her husband talking warmly with a woman who knew who she was.
**flashback expires
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#Author:Desi_hw12**