The Secret Admirer of Dusk

Between Life and Death

"Hi, Grandma. Dedek baby farewell yes, want to go home first with Tete Dusk and Om Andra, "said Dusk who voiced like a child when saying goodbye to his mother.

The girl looked very clumsy and was still rigidly holding the baby. But how else, this is all for the common good.

"Yes, Honey. Similar to you, Lukman, " replied Miss Retno.

Lukman smiled, "yes, it's Lukman's son, Bulik, "

Retno then turned her eyes to the child and daughter-in-law who were ready to go home.

"Oh yeah, where are you going? I mean, what do you want to go to Mom's house? "

Dusk turned to Andra who meant that her husband alone answered the question from her mother.

"When you go home, Mother is not at home, again here (hospital) all. If you go home eyang, same, eyang is also no longer at home 'kan still in Semarang, "

"Certainly, how? " ask Dusk with a frown.

"Emm, but if at home eyang 'there will be Maak Asih, Mbok Munah and Pak Santo who can also help take care of baby Dedek if we want to do anything, " explained Andra.

"Yes, too, let alone we also can not take care of the baby at all, still learning. I can learn the same as Mbak Asih first as well, "sawut Dusk.

"Then you guys be careful. Later if all is better, Mother will take care of her baby, "

"Yes, Mom. Now my mother first, strengthen her heart. You must be very sad about what happened to this bude, "

"Yes, Nduk... "

"I'm sorry, if my family and I are pregnant" Lukman said.

The man looked down at his head, his eyes back in tears. Really feel in disbelief over the events that have happened to his family in a row.

And it all happened because of her own mother and father-in-law. Then again, what makes him more embarrassed and feel guilty is, a family that was originally in dzolimi and was treated maliciously by his two parents-in-law.

It is the family that is helping them now. From start waiting, caring, to be willing to take care of the baby for a while.

Really Lukman can not imagine if the family of his brother-in-law is not a good family and holds a grudge, whether they will be like what they are now.

"We say goodbye, Buk, Mas Lukman. Please be in salamin aja same father yes, Buk, " said Andra say goodbye.

"Yes be careful of you guys, I'll be with her regards. Your tidings have arrived yes, "mom's message.

"Norgh, Buk. Mother also do not forget to tell you if there is any development, "said Dusk who then crucified his mother's hand and chirped cipiki.

"First yes, Brother Lukman, "

"Yes, leave my son, yes, again sorry to take care of him, "

"Not at all, brother, "

"Yaudah, later if the naughty is just kicked, " said Lukman half-jokingly to entertain himself who actually felt very sad.

"Still a baby, brother.. "

"Still this baby, Mas, " said Andra and Dusk along with a little anxiety on the father of the baby who may some time this will color their days.

"Kidding, "Lukman rubbed the corner of his eye.

"Yaudah ah, really pamit. Assalamu'alaikum, "seeking at Dusk while directly stepping foot.

"Waalaikumsalam, " replied Miss Retno and Lukman.

"Hopefully things get better quickly huh, Lukman. You who are patient, sincere ... ask Him for the best for everything, "

"Yes, Bulik. Thank you very much, Bulik, "

After the death of Andra, Dusk and Bayu. Lukman and Bu Retno sat quietly in front of the room where there was a Muti Bu who was struggling between life and death.

Sapto looked at his sister's face. The karine face when he came to his house decorated with makeup and thick lipstick, now pale without any touch. There are even some scratched scars here and there.

"Actually what happened to you, Mbakyu? Why is it that Mbakyu can be like this?" Mr. Sapto tried to invite her brother to talk even though he was not sure if the brother would hear his words.

"Mbakyu cepet cured yo, because Ningsih has given birth. You have become the Princess, Mother. Your granddaughter's a boy, ngguanteng tenan (so handsome), "

Mr. Sapto was silent, and things went back to silence. Only the sound of the engine of life support tools Bu Muti that fill the ICU space silence.

The middle-aged man seemed to sigh before returning to say, "honestly yes, Ma'am. Yesterday it was really sad and disappointed in what Mbakyu did to me and my family. But, after all, you are still my brother, Mabkyuku. So I've forgiven you, "

"Dang mari yo, Ma'am! Opo Ra wants to hold your daughter? "

(Cheal quickly yes, Ma'am. Don't you want to hold your granddaughter?)

"I do'ain .. hopefully, Mbakyu, Kang Minto, just as Ningsih quickly recovered as before. And get together again like yesterday, "

Mr. Sapto kissed his brother's hand that was attached to the hose, his tears flowing because he could not see Muti was stretched out with such a dire situation. Without him realizing it, from the end of the still closed eyes of Bu Muti also flowed tears.

While from the dream side of Bu Muti, the woman who had the age above Mr. Sapto was crying roaring his nasi. He is now feeling remorse as a result of his actions.

Madam Muti is like being in the middle of the ocean, swaying in an uncertain direction. There was no sight of land or anything he could hope to survive.

"Is this the end of my life?"

"Is this a punishment for me for always acting arbitrarily all this time? "

"Have I not had a chance to improve and repent? "

Ratap Bu Muti in his struggle to find a grip so that he does not drown in the sea that has no boundaries. He felt his entire body ache because of the injuries submerged in the sea water. His body was weak as he kept trying to swim.

"I'm not strong anymore .. If I have to die, turn me off .. "his words to whom.

But a second later he again thought, if he died in a state of not repenting, whether it would be better in nature there. Yeah, I don't know what nature she doesn't know.

Ms. Muti only often heard from the words of the people she was oppressed. That, he will receive a reply or reward for what he did during his life in the afterlife.

"What end? Life is yes in this world, if it dies, it dies, it dies, "he said first when he was sworn in by his customers.

But now he is afraid when he feels things he never imagined before. It is like being played by nature. Not living, not dying.

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Seriate...

This Muti ma'am is alive, what is his story in matiin?