Three Years Different

66: Please ... For the sake of Lo's wife.

"Did you come here anyway?"

Aldo threw himself in bed. "I told you, I'm worried."

"Anjir, I'm disgusted with it."

Aldo spontaneously changed his position to sit. "Anjir, Lut! Tega lo, huh? As a very kind friend. I'm trying to help you, I'm really worried, Lut."

"Yes, yes it is up to you," said Lutfan by looking at the outside view from the window of the inn.

Aldo checked Abhimata and Abhimana's social media where the twins were together. There was also Cecilia Adiwangsa, it seemed like they had returned from the villa.

"Lut, like Abhimata in Jyotika ira deh," Aldo said by flipping his salary showing a short video in the story. "Gue wants to ask the receptionist who knows they saw Abhimata."

"Yes. I'll wait here."

Aldo out.

While Lutfan was silent, opened the device and clicked on the gallery of one photo he took secretly while Mardiyah was busy taking care of him at that time. All the sweet memories in which the wife took care of him are still vividly remembered.

"Mar .. I miss. I really miss the same lo," muttered Lutfan.

Twenty minutes waiting, the door to the inn room opened again. Aldo did not come alone, but with Abhimata and Abhimana. Lutfan never thought that his best friend would succeed in bringing these two twin brothers.

Worry is not just a word. Aldo who is usually too often joking and playful turned out to be serious. It's so really moved.

"Sorry, lama Lut," said Aldo.

"Casual, not pa-pa" Lutfan replied with a look at Abhimata and Abhimana who were taking a seat on the long sofa.

Abhimata looked at Lutfan. "Is there a need?"

"According to you?" Lutfan changed the usually friendly view to flat. "Gue don't need to be clear if I need to be the same lo, Abhimata."

"Songong lo, Lut. You should realize, you need us to meet your wife" said Abhimana.

Lutfan's view turned to Abhimana. "This cave was conscious from the beginning. Are you and your family? Crazy ... Only this time I see people who blatantly bring someone else's wife under the pretext of telling her mother's memories. What actually?"

" ... Bokap you don't go home with my wife."

Abhimata sighed softly.

"He's doing fine."

"Gue didn't ask her situation, I want you to tell Bokap same Grandpa lo it's my wife!"

Abhimana said, "Can't. If you want him to come home, you meet them yourself."

Abhimata saw Lutfan like him, completely angry and very upset. "Lut, I'm going to try to bring him back to Elo. But please, you don't go to the Lazuardi hotel, Jyotika Ira or where in my family's place. That will tell you later, you will make my plan fail. Please ... for your wife."

"No. I'm not going to eat persuasion-"

Lutfan's words were rebutted by Abhimata. "Gue didn't lie, Lut. What proof do you want to believe in me?"

"Call him for me."

Abhimata. "That can't."

"If you ask for photos, letters or anything other than a phone call and meet, maybe we can be nervous" said Abhimana.

"Okay, tell him to write me a letter." Lutfan turned his wheelchair back to Abhimata, Abhimana and Aldo. As if, I memorize his writing, if they lie, I will take action myself, his mind.

Entering magrib time, Mardiyah prayed alone, she had been aware enough not to attempt to leave this villa again. He did not want to be treated more inhumanely by Gautama and Manggala.

Mukena who had been used he folded neatly then put on the table and he walked towards the window covered with sideways iron.

Tonight the moonlight glittered and the stars were clearly visible in the sky. Her childhood memories and Lutfan revolved back.

"Sister Mar! Look in the sky the stars are many."

Hearing Lutfan mention the stars, Mardiyah spontaneously looked up to see the sky so high lined with small lights there.

"Well, Lutfan?" Mardiyah.

"Yes, great, brother." Lutfan looked at Mardiyah from the side. "Sister, I have an idea."

"What idea?"

"If one day Brother goes where it is .. keep separating from me. Sister Mar ..." Lutfan's view turned to the sky. "Leave to look at the sky, continue .. just shadow my face he-he-he."

"Good idea. You do too, huh?"

"Yes. Ready. But ... I don't think we're going to split up, brother."

In fact, we part, Lutfan, the inner Mardiyah with a look down on the floor of the room.

"Young Miss. Young Miss!"

Mardiyah instantly woke up. "Yes? What's up?"

"I think you're okay. I'm sorry Young Miss," Meera said.

Mardiyah. "No. I am not pa-pa. What's up?"

"Young Miss, this afternoon ... Mr. Gautama asked me to take Miss Young out around this villa." Meera gave Mardiyah a set of navy-colored Muslim clothes. "This is a dress that you can wear."

"Yes. Just put it on the table."

After the young maid came out Mardiyah stared at the clothes. What's it for? After all, soon it was completely dark, his mind began to open his nightshirt, replacing it with clothes that had been provided.

Geck. Geck. Geck.

The door was knocked when he finished wearing clothes and only the veil remained. Soon the door of the room opened, showing Abhimata entering with a smile.

"Sir ..."

"What's wrong?"

Abhimata. "There's nothing."

"You're weird."

Abhimata took out a white envelope that contained nothing and was given to Mardiyah.

"This what?"

Abhimata looked the other way. "I don't know."

"meaning?" Mardiyah's forehead shriveled, flipping through the envelope. "What's it say?"

"don't know. It's from people."

"Who?"

Abhimata was silent for a moment. "Suami Sister."

Ms... ami? A lutfan? From Lutfan?