THIS IS MY DESTINY...

63 Treasures Open Everything

" Riyaaann.... How is my ghost? mrs Sanjaya came while struggling followed by Safia's mother.

" It's okay Auntie, just exhausted and a little stressful" Riyan replied casually.

" Thank God.." madam Sanjaya was a little relieved.

" Ma, I want to nemenin Safia, mama can continue the show"

" Can't be her, you have to break the ivory coconut. You're her father" Sanjaya's mistress insisted.

" Son Hermawan, let my mother wait for Safia" said Safia's mother tried to calm Hermawan.

" Yes her, I'm sure I nitip my daughter-in-law for a while huh.." madam Sanjaya patted Safia's mother's shoulder.

" no mbak,"

" Come here." madam Sanjaya pulled Hermawan's hand out of the guest room.

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Back to the show...

Mrs Sanjaya seems enthusiastic about her daughter-in-law's 7th monthly event. The event resumed, Hermawan has brought two ivory coconut cloves. A man handed a machete to Hermawan.

" Ayoo her, break that picture of Arjuna.let your son" shouted a middle-aged woman.

The man just smiled casually. Hermawan took a coconut depicting Srikandi, saying bismillah he swung the machete towards the coconut, but missed. He tried it again but did not fit in the middle of the coconut.

Mrs Sanjaya interrupts with hand movements to get Hermawan to break up the coconut with Arjuna's image. Finally, Hermawan complied. Once swinging the coconut machete was immediately split into two. All guests cheered happily.

Hermawan seems surprised to see the coconut that is perfectly split is a coconut with Arjuna.

" Her... congratulations yes.your son must be a man" uncle Hermawan immediately embraced Hermawan.

" May my son and wife be healthy uncle..."

" Course.. hahaha, cool...! you are a true man" the brothers of Hermawan gathered around Hermawan. They praise each other alternately. Some throw jokes, others scoff at each other. And they laugh together.

Safia's large family gathered one table.they were reluctant to join the Hermawan family because they felt different castes. The Hermawan family is mostly businessmen. The Safia family were factory workers. Some even became housekeepers. Safia's family feels insecure seeing the Hermawan family.

" Come..ayo..please, rujak the fruit..dawet his ayu is also there.please"

" I'm sorry nyah.can I ask for a glass of dawet ayu for Safia.." said Mr. Safia nervously.

" Ooh yes mas besan please, bring also make mbak besan ya.." madam Sanjaya namapak so friendly with Mr. Safia.

" Ngggeh matur suwun mbak besan" said the father while carrying a tray containing 3 cups of ice dawet ayu and 2 bowls of fruit and 1 bowl of shaved rujak.

" Let me take you to Safia's mistress' room" a young woman in uniform approached Safia's father.

While walking, Safia noticed the young woman who delivered her to Safia's room.

" Where's this mom pretty, where's the job?" ask the curious.

" I work as a maid sir at Mr. Hermawan's house"

" opo? ayu-ayu dadi maid?"

The woman smiled shyly. " Yes sir, so get pregnant lady.lord increase the number of maids in this house"

Czech....

The young woman opened a large room. Finally, he came in and saw his wife and son talking.

" Weeehhhh son and father seng ayu Dewe kenek opo nduk want?" Greetings from Safia.

* wow, what a beautiful father did that happen, son?*

" Mboten nopo-nopo sir, just nggliyeng sekedik" Safia replied while sipping eucalyptus oil.

* it's okay sir, just a little dizzy*

" wes nduk ndang rest.jarno pak mu,tinggalen turu ae" said ketus mother.

*do you want to rest.Let your father, stay asleep*

Safia just smiled at the behavior of her parents who never get along if going out. The jealous mother if you talk to girls. The father pretended to be somewhat familiar with everyone.

" Beh nduk, morotuamu tek ayu tenan. Even your maid.giendeng..ayu-ayu. Ngene carane I krasan urip neng omahmu" said the father.

" Ngawur.wes tuwek i wayae eleng age" ledek mother Safia.

* ngawur... old should remember age*

He laughed a little because his wife was still jealous.

" Sir, Wulan with the puri...?" tanya Safia was curious. Since morning Wulan was not seen at all.

*pak, where's Wulan?*

He shrugged his shoulders not knowing.

" Not to think, cah kui must be kelayapan lak eruh wong handsome. Ibuk wants to nawang bake amor seng kids noto sego"

* don't think too much, the child is always in a daze when he sees a handsome man. Mother had seen her son with the children who arranged the food*

" ooh, the caterer..."

" Excuse me.." a beautiful, fashionable woman opened the door to the room Safia lived in.

Safia, Safia's mother and father simultaneously looked at the woman with fascinated gazes.

The woman walked over to Safia. " I'm sorry can I talk to Safia four-eyes?"

Mom and Dad looked at each other.

Safia clasped my mother's hand, "Buk.please take your father out for a moment..."

Mom nodded, signs understood. Mother immediately took her father out of the safia room.

" Hey..kunin, I'm Susi.ri mas Antony" Susi approached Safia and sat beside Safia's bed.

" E....Hay..."

" Maybe you don't know me very well, I'm sorry.at your wedding Antony and I had to go to Singapore to visit my mother-in-law"

" i.ltya..."

" Safia..can I touch your stomach?"

" Course..."

Susi stroked Safia's stomach. Susi felt something moving in Safia's stomach. Susi smiled too.

" It must be so nice to be pregnant like you"

" Yes Alhamdulillah, I had a miscarriage. Alhamdulillah... Allah gave us a chance to return" Safia said as she stroked her stomach.

" Why is fate so unfair to me?" susi's face began to turn soft.

" God always knows what is best for his people"

" Why not with me?"

" Maybe it's because I didn't realize it"

" Cih..sok know you! now answer honestly..! How far is your relationship with Antony?"

" What do you mean? we have no relationship. We only met a couple of times, that was because it wasn't intentional"

" oh yeah? Then whose child is in your womb?"

" Child?" Safia looked at her stomach. " Of course my son is with Hermawan"

" Are you not lying?" Susi brought her face closer to Safia's.

" Sir, of course. why would I lie, mbak,"

" Many women want to approach Antony's mas, because his establishment, good looks and his bloodline are good. Anyone who becomes his wife will be guaranteed his life up to 7 derivatives"

" What did you mean to come here? I'm not the treasure-crazy woman I imagined. Treasure is not everything... I loved Hermawan so much, there was no place for another man in my heart" Safia began to shed tears.

" Ooh yeah...?"

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