Treaty

Episode 27's

“Friends you mean are my mom?” ask Asmira.

Martha nodded while wiping away her tears. “You remember the story of Mama that night who Mama stayed at the apartment?” ask Martha.

Asmira nodded. “I remember Ma.”

“Means Jessica is your sister's dear Mama's son,” says Martha.

“No way, Mama don't joke around funny,” Asmira said.

“For God's sake, for what Mama lied.” Martha's tears spilled again.

Asmira covered her mouth with her hands, as if she could not believe what Martha was talking about, how could it happen.

“Bik Khodijah where, he who knows everything?” ask Martha.

“After my father died, we moved to the City, Bik Khodijah went home to his son Ma,” Asmira replied.

“You know where his son's house is?” ask Martha again.

“Near here is also Ma, not how far,” replied Asmira.

“Let's go there, she's the only one who knows baby,” Martha's invite.

Not yet had they entered the house, now they again glide to find the house of his son bik Khodijah. After several times Mang Joni asked for an address, they also reached the destination.

“Excuse ..” Martha knocked on the door of the house, looking lonely from the outside.

A man not too old came out. “Who to find, yes?” ask the man who turns out his son bik Khodijah.

“Bik Khodijah is there?” ask Asmira.

“Kalo can I know, there need what yes?” ask the man.

“Let us meet bik Khodijah, there is a very important thing we want to ask,” pinta Martha.

Asmira also spoke. “True Sir, help us.”

“Let's go in ..” invite the man after being sure of Martha.

They followed the strong-bodied man, an old grandmother lying weakly in the room, her eyes unable to see anymore, but her hearing was still clear.

“Bik, still know Mira?” ask Asmira.

“Mira who?” ask bik Khodijah.

“Mira bik, her son bu Sukma,” Asmira said.

“Yes Lord ..” bik Khodijah hugged Asmira tightly.

“You're an adult now, how could Aunty forget, Nak.”

“Aibi knows who Mira is coming with?” ask Asmira.

“Your sister Jessica?” ask bik Khodijah.

“Not a bik, but same Mama Martha,” tell Asmira.

Bik Khodijah was surprised to hear it, the name was familiar to his memory, he was old but his memory was still very fresh.

“Bik, still know me, right?” ask Martha.

“Of course,” replied buk Khodijah with a smile on his face.

“Bi, do you remember what happened that night?” ask Martha.

“Of course Bibi still remembers all what happened that night,” bik Khodijah replied.

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36 Years ago.

That night after Martha gave birth to her first daughter normally, she was unconscious. The tiny baby was very beautiful he was very similar to Marco, along with it the rain fell very heavy even a very powerful lightning storm.

Marco couldn't get to the hospital, he was caught in a thunderstorm in his office, his heart was so agitated he was pacing around in his study.

“What kind of father am I,” muttered Marco.

Meanwhile Martha is in the hospital accompanied by Marni and her husband.

“Where is my son?” asked Martha when she was awake.

“Buk Nyonya congratulations yes, daughter mother beautiful once,” tell Marni.

“Marco don't want girls Bik, Marco wants boys,” said Martha held back her tears.

“So how, Bu?” ask Marni to worry.

Martha asks Marni to take her to see her baby, as Marni pushes Martha in a wheelchair she crosses paths with her best friend Sukma who gave birth in the hospital as well.

Sukma approached Martha, hugging Martha tightly. “My son died Tha ..”

“You who are patient yes, you must be sincere do not be too sad like this.” Martha calms Sukma.

“I'm afraid Anto is sad Tha, he really wants our baby,” said Sukma.

“Fortunately you Sukma, your husband wants the baby you bear, but not with my husband” said Martha sadly.

“Just like Tha, my husband wanted it but my son died,” Sukma said.

“How if your baby is exchanged,” Marni chirps.

Both of them stared at Marni.

“Sorry I meddled too much,” said Marni.

“I agree Sukma,” said Martha.

“You do not joke Tha,” said Sukma.

“I'm not kidding, I believe you can take good care of my son Sukma,” said Martha.

“You're serious Tha, I promise I'll take care of her like I take care of myself.” Sukma is very excited.

“I believe you Sukma,” said Martha.

After the decision of the two was carefully thought out, they exchanged the baby.

“Sukma, let me take you and my son to your house?” martha Pinta.

“Of course it can be Tha,” replied Sukma.

When Marco arrives at the hospital, he finds his dead son Martha crying beside the baby.

“Propay Yes Ma ... God knows best for us,” Marco calms Martha.

Martha did not answer she was just crying, not crying over the dead baby but she was crying because she was going to be separated from her child, she even saw Marco not feeling sad in the least, she said, it's just not coming out the word in his mouth, 'good he died'.

the next day, after the baby was buried. Marco was getting ready to go back to work in the neat clothes he was out of the room, Martha was sitting on the sofa hugging her two knees, her gaze blank.

“Ma, Papa left for work first huh?” Marco stroking Martha's hair. “Do not think too much Ma.” Marco was working.

Martha saw Marco was gone from her sight with his black car.

“Samsul ..” call Martha. “Let's go to the hospital,” take Martha.

Meanwhile in the hospital, Sukma seemed restless whatever the cause, he was like a confused person today he was allowed to go home, because his condition had improved, if Martha gave birth to normal Sukma just the opposite.

Sukma saw the arrival of Martha she also told her husband not to pick them up after returning to work, she will be delivered by her friend, her husband agreed.

“Sukma, why are you sitting here where is the nurse?” ask Martha who just arrived.

“I deliberately asked the nurse to go Tha, I need time alone,” replied Sukma.

“You've been allowed home, right?” ask Martha.

“Iya Tha, I am also ready,” Sukma said.

Sukma asked Martha to take him to his son's final resting place for a while, before they drove him back home.

Sukma shed all his tears there, his mind mixed, he was happy and sad. Meanwhile Martha was holding her baby waiting in the car.

“Sorry in Mama yes, Son?” Martha kissed the baby many times.

“Come Tha dark hunt,” invite Sukma.

The rain fell again, they continued on their way to Sukma's house, when they arrived there the rain had subsided.

Martha and Sukma are welcomed by Khodijah's bik, “Bu, not yesterday the mother said the baby died?” ask bik Khodijah.

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