THE SMITH'S (A Sequel Of Not Just Friends)

PART 122'S

 🎑 BROKEN ANGEL 🎑 Injured Angel

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“So, Mom knows which area we are in?. Mom means know access in and out of here?!. We can find out how Andrew and the others mean right, Mom?!.”

Fania's eyes were already sparkling and her face looked excited.

“Come on Mom, show me how to get out of here. Let Fania find out where Andrew, Dad and the others are.”

Fania grabbed Mom's hand.

“Show Mom ...”

The hearts of Fania, Ara, Prita, Jihan, Michelle and even Mama Anye also flower. There is great hope to find out the state of Dad and the princes. There is a growing desire to be able to meet their beloved men.

But Mom fluttered in her place, when Fania had already grabbed her hand, asking Mom to show her access in and out of where they were now.

Fania also felt surprised following the look of the other faces except Theresa and Ben. “Why, Mom?.”

“Sorry Fania, Mom can't show in and out access from this place.” Say Mom with a face that shows regret.

“But why, Mom?.” Fania's voice is still astonished. “If Mom ever comes here, then Mom knows how to get in and out, right?. Have they warned – wanti first to keep it secret?. Mom, this is our chance to meet Dad and the others, or just find out.”

“The problem is, Mom does not know access in and out of this place.”

“Hah?. But has Mom ever been here?.”

“Indeed. But even then Mom entered in the same way as before, knew – knew already inside

one of the rooms here. It's just that now it looks different this place.”

“Mom said that time, Mom is here with Brother John right?. Try Mom remember – remember, maybe Brother John once showed his access but Mom forgot.”

“No Prita, Mom was right – did not know, and even then John did not say or show anything. Only he told Mom, if this place was built Dad at that time, for a crucial time.” Mom explained. “You can ask Ben and Theresa.”

“We also don’t know, Ma’am. Even we have been two here. We never know the entrance access to get in or out of here. Anthony and Young Masters make this place as their top secret. Only few people know about this place. Like Mister Nino and Ezra."

“(We don't know either, Madam. Even though we've been here twice. We never knew access in and out of this place. Mr. Anthony and the Young Lords made this place a true – secret. Few people know. Like Mr. Nino and Ezra).”

“Yes .. Tuhaaannn .”

“Mom never knew that Dad built this place, until John brought Mom here.”

Fania nodded slowly. The hope flies again hearing Mom, Ben and Theresa's explanation.

“That time .. how many days do you think when Dad comes to pick up Mom, after the incident that Mom said that?.” Ask Jihan.

“Two days if not mistaken.” Sambar Michelle's. “Rememememember when Uncle Utha took me from Bandung to an island, two days later Brother Andrew contacted Uncle Utha if Dad was saved.”

“Two days ...”

Fania mutters.

“Means at least we have hope these two days.”

“Hopefully in these two days, they come.” Said Ara expectantly. ‘Hopefully not our empty hope.’ Ara.

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Two days is not a long time. But in the situation and conditions experienced by women Adjieran Smith, two days felt so long. But they kept encouraging and encouraging to wait for two days. Do – things that make them slightly lose focus of the pain will lose.

Two days passed, but their hope seemed to fly because until the third day there was no sign of – positive sign for those at Save House.

There is no news, confined in a place that is somehow in the earth which part, even up to a week later. “Have been a week.” Jihan muttered in her seat as she was with Michelle.

“Iya Kak Jihan.”

“I've lost hope Chel ... If Jeff could regroup with me and Nathan. Maybe even we'll be locked up here forever ..” Complaints Jihan with her eyes that began to look glass – glass.

“You how else, Brother? ..”

“We have to find a way to make it out of here.” Fania's voice made Jihan and Michelle spontaneously turn their heads.

“How's Sweety?. We've been trying to find a way out of here for three days but nil right?.” Ara joined in.

“Kak Ara True Fan. We've been trying to figure it out, according to Ben and Theresa's lead. Even every steel wall we've traced. But we didn't find any secret door between them.”

“We may be less serious trying. We should try to find again.”

“And when that oxygen reserve runs out?. You want to see your child die in front of your eyes like you see your husband die without being able to do what – what?!.”

“Sweety!.” Ara exclaimed because of Fania's unpleasant-sounding words. “Do not talk like that.”

“Indeed so the reality right?! Our husband died behind us without us being able to do what – what!. Are Brother Ara and you both willing to see your – children fate like their father and grandfather?! Huh?!.” Fania looked upset.

“Fania ..”

“Although the stock of food here is more than enough for the next – years, do you want our – children to live in the ground without being able to see the world?!. They don't even know that their father and grandfather are dead! Want to use what other reasons when they ask about his father and grandfather who did not come?!.”

Fania is getting riled up.

“You can say, I’m so sorry baby, you will never see your dad and grandpa again! Wh why? Because they're dead!.”

THE PLAQUE!

“Kak Ara!.” Exclaim Jihan and Michelle who immediately approached Fania and Ara.

“Control yourself Sweety!.” One slap from Ara landed on Fania's cheek and she began to sob looking at Ara who also had – glass eyes.

“Kak Fania's... Brother Ara .. already yes?.” Michelle said.

“Sorry Sweety.” Said Ara regretfully slapping the cheek of her husband's favorite foster sister who also

his favorite.

Fania and Ara wiped their tears. “Terupon with you guys, but I don't want to sit still here, trapped in endless memories and pain. Even though Andrew and others have not existed.at least I can see the navel, visit it every day, rather than just having to look at the beautiful picture of his figure for my entire life.” Fania's tears started to flow a little.

He then leaves Ara, Jihan and Michelle who share Fania's grief.

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“Sweety ..”

“Log in, Kak.”

“Pardon Brother Ara for that one, yes?.” Ara grabbed the hand of Fania who was sitting in her own room while hugging a small figura.

Fania smiled at Ara while putting the picture figura she had hugged onto the table. “Ga need to apologize Brother Ara. I ain't got no problem with it. I'm late, I know that. I just can't stand this pain and tightness Kak ..”

“Kak Ara is the same Sweety..”.

“I'm sorry, Brother.”

“We must continue to support and strengthen each other as R, Andrew and others.”

Fania nodded haru in Ara's arms. “Iya Kak.”

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Since the two days are awaited and it is highly expected that the men will come back or at least there is

someone who picked them up passed by empty, the women of Adjieran Smith and their – children and – people who faithfully accompanied them were trying to make friends with the situation.

Two weeks have passed, all things remain the same, they are still in a building they believe is in the ground. It is not this kind of life that they want to live. Not even the shadow.

But life sometimes runs upside down from hope, and all the things you want to get are not necessarily obtainable, right?.

Learn sincerely, and always think about the reasons they will say to – children who ask their father and grandfather. Although it felt like they themselves had almost gone crazy over the deep wounds they had suffered. There is no communication, not even television. I don't know what's going on out there.

“You guys how are you?.”

Fania was in a room that seemed to be a gathering place for men considering the design of the room was so manly. Some photos are stored in each beautiful figura. Hanging on the wall and neatly lined up on several sideboards.

“You don't miss what we are like, hem?.”

Fania spoke for herself on the photo of five young men whose faces were laughing, without realizing there was someone who was now behind her with eyes that glazed – glass.

“Because we missed you..” Fania shed in her tears. “I miss you, D ..”

“Kaakkk..”

“Prita .. when did they come?, when did they come home?.” Fania sobbed in Prita's arms. “Papah sama Mamah ... when can we see them again, Prita???..”

“Istighfar Kak.” Prita hugged the sister who again – again looks fragile. Although he himself finally could not hold back his tears to look at the photo where there is John and the brothers – his other brothers. ‘Papi, I miss .... Pah, Mah, Prita hope, Prita and Sister can see you again as soon as possible ..’

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To be continue ..*