
"Father notice since you returned from the city, you are often moody, Nduk," said Bimo.
"It's okay, sir. Maybe I just miss young master Arsen."
"Why did you suddenly decide to quit your job and return to the village? There will already be Fitri and Murni who take care of the father."
"Young Mr. Arsen has grown up. He can do anything himself. I feel like my presence is no longer needed in that house. Besides, I do not calm down to work if you are often sickly like this," said Suci.
"Does the child you're raising not mind while you're staying?"
"Maybe she was sad at first when I left, but she must have been used to it for a long time."
"Oh yeah, have you heard anything about Widya?"
"No, Sir. What happened to Widya's mother? While working in the city, I met him once. He kicked Siska out of his boarding house."
"Widya is dead, Nduk. He was found dead hit by a truck on the highway. From the testimony of several eyewitnesses at the scene, they said that Widya had deliberately ended her life by crashing into a vehicle on the highway."
"Innalilahi wa inna ilaihi raji. May God forgive Mother's sins" said the Holy One.
"Father doesn't know Siska's fate now. You could hear if Siska was kicked out of his boarding house because he could not pay the rent."
"Why is their fate like this?"
"Maybe it's a punishment from God for those who always defy the father."
"Oh yes, this afternoon you have eaten and taken medicine?" ask Sacred.
"Mother is bored every day taking medicine."
"Don't talk like that, sir. Do you want to keep getting sick? Now you eat and take your medicine."
"But, Nduk, …"
"No need for bandhel."
Saints also moved from the living room and then to the kitchen. He soon returned with a plate of food and a glass of water.
She lovingly fed the man she loved so much. He also helped his father take medicine afterwards.
"Father rest yes, I want to wash the dishes first" said Holy after helping the father lay on his bed.
Just a few steps away from the father's room, suddenly the youngest Fitri screams from the terrace of the house.
"Sacred Brother! Holy Ma'am!" his yell.
"What the hell is it, Dek? How come you scream like that."
"That, Ma'am. There's a guest."
"Guests? Who?"
"The guest's got a shiny car."
"There you go see who the guest is" said the father.
Fitri took Holy hands and took him to the terrace of the house. How surprised the girl was when she saw who the guest who came to her house that afternoon.
"That's Rayyan's car. Is this a dream?" Sacred pinching cheek Fitri. Suddenly the sister who is now sitting in fourth grade SD was screaming in pain.
"Aw! Pain, Ma. Why am I pinched?" his protest.
"Ma-ma-af, Deck. Ma'am just wanted to make sure it wasn't a dream."
A few minutes later the car door opened. The first to be seen was a four-year-old boy. Yes, he is Arsen.
"Sacred Brother!" he shouted as he ran towards the Holy One. He then slid into his arms.
"Holy Brother .. don't go .. go home to Arsen. Hu .. hu .. hu …"
Not long after a middle-aged woman also got out of the car and approached him.
"Mbok Asih, …"
"Milk, …"
Suci then kissed the back of his hands full of reverence then grabbed the body that had begun to age into his arms.
"When you leave, young master is often sickly. He also has difficulty eating and school. While sleeping, he often delirious to call your name," said Asih.
"Oh my God, young master. Why is the young master so?"
"Ehm .. mbak Suci .. can't, dear."
"Hu .. hu .. hu ..." Tangis Arsen broke again.
"You have made my son cry and grieve all day long. I can sue you" said a tall man who suddenly appeared before Saints.
"Who is this guy? Is he Mr Ray? Is this Mr Ray or not?" his inner.
The man then opened his sunglasses. Saints dumbfounded. The man who was now standing before him was a handsome and well-groomed man.
"Not. He's not Rayyan's master" he murmured.
"You who?" ask Sacred.
"God. How could you not recognize me. I'm Ray, Arsen's father."
"Mr Ray? Where's your hair? Where's the symbol of Mr?"
"Mr Ray has cut his hair and shaved his jaw, it's all because of you, Nduk," said Asih.
"Ka-ka-rena me? What's that supposed?"
"Holy Brother ... working again at Arsen's house yes," whined Arsen again.
"No. I'm not going to let the Saints work in our homes anymore" Ray said.
"You heard it yourself, didn't you, honey? Your father didn't allow the Holy Mother to work back at your house."
"Yes, I don't allow you to work back at my house. But I'm asking you to take care of and nurture Arsen as a mother" Rain said.
"A-a-pa?"
"Holy .. My intention of coming to this house is to propose to you. I just realized Arsen needs you so much" Rayyan said.
"Is Master proposing to me just for the sake of young master Arsen?" ask Sacred.
Ray shook his head.
"Not only that, I don't know since when that feeling came. I ... I love you, Holy," he said.
Suddenly Ray took out a heart-shaped box from inside his suit pocket.
"You want to marry me?" tanyanya while staring at the Holy.
"I.. I can't."
"I'd guess. You don't have any feelings for me." Ray reinserted the heart-shaped box into his suit pocket.
"I'm not done talking. I-I can't refuse Master's proposal. I have long admired you."
"really? You're not kidding, are you?" Ray looked at the Holy Eyes again.
"No, Mister. I mean it with my words."
"Ja-ja-di, do you want to marry me and become a second mother to Arsen?" ask Ray.
The saint nodded his head in response. Without him noticing, the clear circle dripped just so wet his cheek.
"Thank you."
"Mother ... can Arsen call the Holy Mother Mother mother?" ask Arsen.
"Of course, honey."
Suci then grabbed Arsen's body into his arms.
"Father ... Father blesses my relationship and Saints' right?" ask Ray to Bimo.
"Yes, I bless your relationship" he replied with teary eyes.
"Thank you, sir."
"Congratulations, Holy Mother" said her two younger sisters, Murni and Fitri.
The three then embrace each other. A feeling of joy and happiness now filled their chest cavity.
Yes, a tomboyish nanny named Suci really has stolen the heart of a handsome widower named Rayyan and his only child, Arsen.
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