THIS IS MY DESTINY...

90 Pare-Kediri parent market

Malang - Coban Amprong

At 11 p.m., Hasan had just returned home. His face looked dull and tired. Bu Lastri was getting upset because Mr. Hasan just kept quiet. While Safia had not slept because she thought about the incident this afternoon. Antony's sudden presence made Safia completely frightened.

" Sir...! Ojo meneng ae, Jane kan ndi ae want why not muleh-muleh?" ( Sir....! Don't shut up, where did you not come home?" Bu Lastri has continued to grumble since the arrival of Mr. Hasan.

Mr. Hasan sipped water from the jug until it ran out.

" Fia, Ndang turu...! Suckle Supri rene ngeterne your crew muleh meet bojomu neng Suroboyo"(Fia, quickly sleep...! tomorrow morning Supri comes here to take you home to meet your husband in Surabaya)

Safia was surprised by what Hasan said.

" You mean piye sir? Supri ngeterne fia numpak opo? Ojo ngawur! Opo arep bumping tracks?" (You mean what, sir? Supri wants to deliver fia up what? Don't fret! Do you want to get on the truck?) Miss Lastri's getting nosed.

" No need to talk buk! Opo ibuk want fia kecekel wong lanang afternoon want? Sakno Arjuno buk...!" (Don't talk too much! did you want Safia to be arrested by a man this afternoon? Poor Arjuna buk..!)

" Opo Supri kenek percoyo sir? Ibuk e ae gendeng...!" (Can Supri be trusted sir? his mother was crazy like that.!).

" Sak ora-orane cah kui gak klejingan koyo cah lanang-lanang liyane" (At least the boy was not as brash as the other boys) Pak Hasan took his scabbard to prepare for sleep.

Mr. Hasan slept on a cot made of bamboo with a thin mat . While Bu Lastri slept in bed with Safia with a thin sponge mattress.

" Ndang turu nduk, Mr. Hasan must koyo ngono! senengane mutusi karepe dewe problem!" (Sleep quickly, Mr. Hasan is always like that! He likes to decide matters as he pleases!)

Safia can only follow Hasan's will. There was some relief as she was about to go home and meet her husband. I can't wait to change in the morning. Finally, Safia began to fall asleep in her sleep. So did Miss Lastri and Mr. Hasan.

Tomorrow, Mr. Hasan woke up before Safia and Bu Lastri woke up. Mr. Hasan looked at the face of little Arjuna who was sleeping in his sleep. He was really sad because this was his last day to see the cute face of that handsome baby.

Sayup-sayup adzan early morning reverberate, Mr. Hasan immediately went to the bathroom to bathe and perform dawn prayer. Bu Lastri and Safia. Bu Lastri prepares breakfast for Safia and Pak Hasan, assisted by Safia.

Baby Arjuna is actually awake. But he just rattled so funny. Mr. Hasan did not want to split the wood with an ax as usual. Mr. Hasan spends his time with baby Arjuna.

" No star...star.....! My handsome....! seng pinter yes son...! Dadi son of Sholeh....! pinter.....! I ne pinter lo kek, handsome pisan! Ojo lali karo grandpa ya le...!" Mr. Hasan talks to baby Arjuna while shedding tears.

" Sir...!" Miss Lastri touched Mr. Hasan's shoulder.

" It's hard to part with my granddaughter buk...!" mr. Hasan wiped the tears that fell on his cheeks.

" Juna is not ours, sir...!" Miss Lastri was swept away in the grief of Mr. Hasan.

" I'm afraid that Juna, like Arjuna, we'll go and never come back..."

" What matters is that Arjuna we are happy there sir...! That's why he doesn't remember us...!" Miss Lastri wept in memory of her son Arjuna.

Putra Bu Lastri and Mr. Hasan went to Jakarta. Until now, Arjuna did not come home. For 5 years Arjuna had not told his parents. It was thought by Mr. Hasan to follow his son. But where to follow? Mr. Hasan really doesn't know where to go.

" Yes....!!"

" Greetings waallaikum....! Supri, go in pri....!" Mr. Hasan was shocked because of the arrival of Supri.

" Let's have breakfast first, pri...!" Take Bu Lastri while holding baby Arjuna.

" Yes...!"

" Pri...your crew kanko directly nyang Suroboyo opo stop by pare?" (pri...kamu will go directly to surabaya or stop by kepare first?)

" Stop by, mundut vegetable trading riyin teng pare" (yes stop by, take vegetable trading in bitter melon)

" Temen jogonen fia loh yes pri...!" (please take care of fia ya pri.!)

" haw...!"

Not much talk happened to them. Mr. Hasan and Bu Lastri still feel sad if they have to part with Safia and baby Arjuna. Likewise with Supri, Supri is a man of manners and does not talk much.

After finishing eating, Safia finally said goodbye to Bu Lastri and Pak Hasan. Ms. Lastri could not help but cry. Bu Lastri hugged Safia tightly, as if she did not want Safia to leave. Two months already Safia lived with Bu Lastri and Mr. Hasan. They had already regarded Safia as their own child.

Likewise Safia, the warmth given by Bu Lastri and Mr. Hasan makes it seem like living with his father and mother in Kediri. Actually Safia was comfortable, but she wanted to go back to her husband's house.

" That's buk, westo culno...!" (buk, let go..!) Mr. Hasan pulled Bu Lastri's body to take off his embrace with Safia.

" Sir....!" Miss Lastri hugged Mr. Hasan back in tears.

" Your mother...butalo...!" (son, go..!) mr. Hasan coded with his hands for Safia to leave them immediately.

While crying, Safia left Hasan and Bu Lastri who were crying while hugging. Supri has opened the door of her truck so that Safia immediately gets into the truck. Supri's truck was a little high, making it difficult for Safia to ride. But with swift Supri help Safia to easily ride.

Supri immediately drove the truck away from Mr. Hasan's residence. On the way, Supri and Safia just kept quiet with their respective minds. While baby Arjuna sleeps in his sleep after drinking ASI.

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Surabaya

At 8am Antony rushed to Hermawan's house. He intends to invite Hermawan to pick up Safia. Fanesa deliberately left at home in order to concentrate on learning. Antony did not want Fanesa involved with the problem.

Upon arrival at Hermawan's house, Antony immediately entered and searched for Hermawan's whereabouts. House assistant Hermawan said that Hermawan was feeling in the mistress room Sanjaya.

Heck,tok, tok...!

" Excuse me...!"

" Yes...!" Hermawan turned his head towards the door of the room. "why did you come here?"

" I want to take you to pick up Safia"

" What else are you doing?" snapped madam Sanjaya.

" I'm not playing aunty...!"

" liy...! you want to frame and hurt my son again, right?!"

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***Never see anything from the outside only, because it looks sweet outside..not necessarily sweet inside...asseeeekkkk....!😆😆😆

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