The Tomboy Babysitter the Heart Thief

CHAPTER 52

Tini walked closer to Bu Panji. I don't know what was going through his mind at the time. Suddenly he grabbed the hair of Bu Panji who was tucked in the ponytail to make him grin in pain.

"Let go, Mbakyu," Bimo said, releasing Tini's hand from the woman's hair.

"Crazy basic! Why are you attacking me 'huh!" Bu Panji stared intently at Tini's eyes.

"You're evil!" This time Tini directed her sharp nails to the face of the Panji bu until it left a scratch mark there. Of course, Panji did not want to stay quiet slowly. He reciprocated Tini's treatment by trying to strangle her neck.

"Oh Allah, Mrs Panji. No, Ma. Later Mbakyu Tini can be out of breath!" peekik Bimo's.

"Please! Help u! Someone is fighting!" pure scream while running towards the terrace of the house. Some residents who happened to pass also came to him.

"What's up, Mur?"

"That's .. budhe and Bu Panji are fighting inside the house. I have trouble running it."

They rushed into the guest room. It looks like Panji bu is pushing Tini up to the wall and gripping her neck with both hands like a man in a fit of loyalty. Bimo's efforts that had been trying to separate them seemed to be in vain.

"Woi! Stop that!" shouted one of the citizens. Bu Panji stopped his action along with Tini's body collapsed unconscious on the floor.

"Oh my God, Mommy! Mauryu!" Bimo shook Tini's body but he did not budge.

"If anything happens to Tini, you will know the consequences!" threaten one of the citizens. He then approached Tini who was now shed on the floor. Checking for heart rate, exhaling, to his pulse.

"My mom just fainted, didn't she, sir?" bimo asked with a panicked look.

The man nodded slowly.

"This is no more."

"No way! No way! Mbakyu Tini is unlikely to die!" bimo shouted while hugging Tini's body which began to feel cold.

"Killer!" he cried while looking at the eyes of Panji maam full of anger.

"I-I didn't mean to kill him. I was just defending myself. He attacked me for no apparent reason" Panji said.

"Quick drag this mbakyuku killer to the village office. Let her be one with her husband in prison!" exclaim Bimo.

"Don't! Please don't take me to the village. If I'm in prison, what about my two children?"

"Let's come with us to the village office!" Two residents held Panji's hand and forced her to leave the place.

"Don't bring mom .. Don't take mom. Hu ... hu .. hu ..." the elder Aldi's cries began to break.

"Let's hurry!" Residents again forced the woman to leave Bimo's house but she continued to rebel.

"Let go! I am not a murderer! I was just defending myself!" yell at Panji ma'am.

Apparently his shout that was loud enough this time made Ari who had fallen unconscious on the road after breaking the stone was rumbling.

"Mas Adi, where are you going?" ari asked with her innocent eyes.

"Take me off .. don't take me to the village office." Bu Panji's voice began to sound soft.

"Mother! Where are you going? Why is Mom's hand held so?"

"I'm sorry mom, son," said Panji Parau.

"Let's take him to the village office!" exclaim citizens. Bu Panji could only resign when the residents took him to leave Bimo's house.

"Mother! Mama! Don't leave Ari and Adi, "sob Adi.

"When you go, we're the same, ma'am," Ari.

"If we take Panji ma'am, what about these kids?" ask one of the people.

"That's it, we think about it later. Now just take this killer to the village office!" exclaim Mr. Bimo.

*****

Meanwhile, at Rayyan's house.

Saints had just put Arsen to bed after feeding him lunch. I don't know why he felt so nervous.

"Why Are you, Nduk?" tanya mbok Asih who suddenly flashed.

"From that moment I felt restless and unsettled. I kept my family face in the village.

Mbok Asih commented on the smile.

"That means you miss them. You can ask for a leave if you really want to visit your family."

"Maybe I'll just call you let's just be a little quieter."

Suci took his cell phone and moved from Arsen's room. He also called his father's number. He grew increasingly panicked because his father ignored his call. Whereas usually every time Suci called, the father would immediately answer the call from him.

"Not lifted up" said the Holy One.

"If you're left at home, Murni should be able to answer the phone."

"May your family be well. You haven't had lunch, have you? Let's eat together mbok," said mbok Asih. The saint agreed.

Apparently the Holy mind has not been separated from his family. Even when he was at the kitchen table, he was still daydreaming. The contents of the plate were just stirred.

"Thinking is fine, Nduk. I don't like seeing you like this. Finish lunch try calling your dad again."

After repeatedly calling the father's number, Suci was relieved when someone across the street answered his call.

[Ha .. lo, Ms. Su .. ci. Hu .. hu .. hu.].

[It's Pure, isn't it? Why are you crying, Dek?]

[Hu .. hu .. hu]

[Murni, say the same mbak. What makes you cry]

[Budhe Tini, Ma'am. Budhe Tini .. hu .. hu ..]

[Yes, what happened to Budhe Tini?]

[Hu .. hu .. hu]

[Speaking slowly, what happened to Budhe Tini?]

[Budhe Tini is dead, Ma'am. Hu .. hu .. hu]

[Me-me-ning-gal world? Purely don't joke! It's not funny at all.]

[I'm not kidding, Ma'am. Budhe passed away about an hour ago. Now I want to be bathed]

Suci felt all his joints go down until the phone he was holding was completely detached from his grasp.

"Oh Allah, Nduk. You why?" tanya mbok Asih with a look of panic.

Suddenly, Holy cries broke out. Mbok Asih tried to calm him down by rubbing his back repeatedly.

"What's up, Nduk? Talk slowly with mbok," he said.

"Rubby, Mbok. Budhe .. hu .. hu .. hu].

"Why your buddha?"

"Budhe Tini .. Budhe Tini has passed away. Hu .. hu .. hu …"

"Innalilahi wa inna ilaihi raji. You are patient, Nduk. Everything in this world is just a deposit. In time it will be taken back by its owner."

"I have to go home now."

Suci left the kitchen and went into Arsen's room, which became his room. He hurried to put his clothes in his bag.

"It's almost three in the afternoon, Nduk. Mbok is not sure at the terminal there is still a bus to your village" said mbok Asih.

"I don't care, Mum. Even if you have to walk once. I had to get home to see the body.budhe before he was buried."

"If you walk, you may arrive tomorrow morning."

The saint sat down languidly on the floor. Sad, confused, chaotic, everything mixed into one.

That was when the roar of the car came from the yard. Ray entered the living room and was about to climb the stairs to his room, but he turned his steps toward Arsen's room because he heard Isak crying someone from there.

"Holy? Why are you crying, aren't you ashamed of Arsen?" tanyakanya.

"This saint is sad and confused, sir," said Asih.

"Why indeed?"

"Had to get word if his budhe died."

"Innalilahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un."

"Suci was confused, wanted to go home to his village but if it was this afternoon the bus at the terminal that went to his village was not necessarily still there. I know his feelings now, he wants to quickly arrive at his house in order to see his budhe face before he is buried" Asih explained.

The mood was silent for a moment.

"Prepare, I will take you home to the village" said Rayyan.

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