In the Name of a Mate
Chapter 20: 18 Years

Not much different from Bilal, Layla saw the value of the results of her hard work by not ceasing to give thanks. Father and his mother there must be proud, that's what the girl had in mind

"Ila, we're finally graduating" Nessi hugged her best friend tightly, not feeling once the time goes so short as to accompany their white ash period

"How does it feel now? Senengkkan?"

"Snick, but sad as well"

"That's the usual thing, turn it on it does go like this"

"How's father?" Looks like Layla's question is the wrong thing. Because Nessi's face immediately turned grim

"La, please don't mention the boy's name when I'm happy now" was heard in annoyance when asked about a hero and girls' first love

"Sorry Nes, my mouth was a reflex. Don't be angry again okay?"

Nessi sighed, not angry at Layla, just that the man's name was like he did not want to call again as a father

"I'm not angry with you La, but my own heart should be"

"Why I'm still so hurt when I see him happy after leaving is all our life"

"You know? Turns out her stepdaughter is also a girl. And he went to the university we enrolled in"

"Seriously? Doesn't she know you?"

"I hope I never knew. You know when we went to that college yesterday? I see him as a very arrogant and pompous person"

"But I'm surprised, how do you know it's him?"

"My mom may be too hard to cast a shadow on that guy. I went into my mother's room when I heard her loud cries, it turned out that she saw a picture of my father with his new wife and one of them had the child. Imagine how hurt my mother La is? She was the one accompanying but the result was for others" Nessi looked up at the clear blue sky, held tightness in her chest and wiped away the tears before descending

"Udah Nes's. For now God may be preparing a plan that we never expected, remember God is most just to his servant"

Nessi nodded, leaning her body on Layla's shoulder hoping that her days would be much better ahead. But hope remained hope, after school the house was empty, neighbors reported that his mother fell down the stairs and was taken to the hospital

With his heart racing, like a man of fidelity he rode his motorcycle without caring about the swearing of other riders. His tears unceasingly fell on the way, he shook his head rejecting the possibility that could happen. His mother suffered from high blood pressure, so he often told his mother to check rather than worry about men like his father

At first he parked his motorcycle at a hospital reported by his neighbor. The elite hospital he knew belonged to his best friend's family.

Unfortunately, because he was in a hurry, he hit someone he really hated. I even prayed that I would never be found with this man again

"If the road can be slow?! You think this hospital belongs to your family?" from his face alone Nessi already knew how to peringinging this girl

"Are there people who walk slowly when their mother goes to the hospital?"

Reply Nessi, certainly not accept blame even though he was also wrong. But here is also the wrong woman, because who is walking holding make up in the hospital?

"You..."

"Queen, why this?" That voice, Nessi closed her eyes as the man who had corrupted the hero's meaning to her came. There was clearly shock on the face of the nearly half-century-old man

"Om, please tell her real son, if the hospital does not need to make up. The ghost of the hospital is also still conscious of preferring the real ghost rather than the so-called ghost" Nessi said that by pressing on the words 'Om' and 'His son' so that the status of the man in front of him is clear

"You.." before hearing again the girl's weightless scolding. He prefers to run and continue looking for his mother's room, more important this than continuing to babble unimportant

But again because of the focus on seeing the name of each room in the door, he did not look ahead and instead hit someone again

"If the road is focused mbak, profit is hit not a pole" replied the man flat and immediately left. Nessi did not bother because he was lazy to argue even though his forehead was quite painful also due to the collision of the man's chest

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"Mother, fourteen years have passed. Everything went very fast, it feels like the mother just left yesterday"

"eighteen years ago my mother fought to give birth to us until there was something in the world, gratitude would never be enough to repay that"

"We are now eighteen years old. We raised it? Mommy would be proud there to see us. Dad educated us well, but please tell dad in a dream, he always said he would catch up with mom when he was alone, when we heard it. Maybe if suicide wasn't a religion forbidden thing, he'd been gone a few years ago"

The morning wind before noon blew longing on the figure who had gone from the world, the sun that was quite blazing early this morning was blocked by a cloudy cloud that seemed to be ready to drip some water in a moment

Two brothers who had just entered their new age were sitting near a mound of earth where the figure they had longed for had left. Can only pray to the power so that the mother is calm there and reunited in His realm

Eighteen years were already their lives, little could they taste what was called the bitter sweetness of life. But the next step towards the so-called new adult will begin, the long journey of what the word sincere, willing, patient, and steadfast will be the reinforcement and decoration of their journey.

Bilal and Layla raised their hands, speaking from the heart as if the mother could hear them. The value they get today, just think of it as a gift to themselves for what they have done. Their next hope is that this new age can be a better person

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"Where are you guys from? Why just go home now?" Naufal was already sitting in the guest room when they opened the door. The clock on the wall showed at half-time, they had stopped to pray at one of the prayer rooms not far from the cemetery

"His father home from work?" Instead of answering her father's question, Layla asked back. Because Naufal's not usually home at this hour

"Father go home, maybe after this leave again"

"When why?" Bilal asked, he was also astonished by his father's unusual behavior

"Would it be wrong to go home?" naufal's voice had already begun to turn upset

He stood up from his seat and walked out the door

"Where are you going?"

"Go to work" Naufal answered briefly. The man opened his car door and drove the four-wheeled vehicle out of the house leaving a question that suddenly appeared in the brain of the twins

"Dad why?" Bilal asked, Layla shook her head because she did not know

"From dad, what a hard time saying happy birthday" Layla saw a cake with the number eighteen written on it neatly stored in the refrigerator. His intention was to take cold water but it was a surprise that he got

"That's how the father, too prestige to express the affection of his son" Bilal also shook his head, just right his father had been angry, was he upset because he had waited too long? Padapalkan could have called or just give directly when they came home. But still the way my mind is unpredictable.

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