Mak Ningrum's Heart Wound.
Chapter 9

"Assynoltom..." I said, when I arrived at Papa Daniswara's house. From the motor dealer straight here. The motor I ordered will be delivered tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

"Non Ratri is it?" Ask the aunt who opened the door.

"Yes Bi. Aunt how are you?" I salim aunty's hand.

"Alhamdulillah Non, Non is more beautiful," Praise aunt. I just responded with a smile. We talked while walking to the family room.

"Why is Mama home, Bi?" I asked, because, the condition of the house is very quiet.

"There's a Non, buy it in the room, I call ya." Auntie's gone by soon. "What do you want to drink?" Connect Aunt.

"No need to Bi, I'll take it myself" I refused. I leaned back in the chair while waiting for my mom. Not long after hearing the slipper's clattering it was definitely mama's. "Mama... Papa's..." I smile. Staring at mama and papa looking fit slightly reduced my sadness when I remembered Mak Ningrum.

"Ratri, when did you come, baby..." Mama Banuwati immediately hugged me as well as papa. We let go of the longing that has not met for 6 months.

"So early this morning Ma" I answered as we took off my arms, holding my shoulders back to my seat.

"Why don't you call Papa when he was at the airport if Papa knew he could pick you up" Papa looked regretful.

"I don't want to trouble Pa, the important thing is that I'm here. Now there's something more important." I said I want to discuss Mom's problem immediately.

"What's important? Company issue?" Papa seems impatient.

"It's Mak Ningrum Pa's problem." I told you all the problems that happened to Mom.

"Oh my God..continue Ningrum where is Pa?" My mother was surprised to hear my story.

"Wait a minute, didn't you just say. If a woman named Arin and Jesi lives in your house. Why don't you ask them?" Ask Papa. True also said papa but not that easy.

"Of course Pa, if I go back home, I'll ask. But the problem is they're going nowhere now,"

"Maybe they deliberately stayed away from you Ratri, it seems they were scared." Mama's assumption. "Would we just go to the police?" Its effects.

"Don't be, we don't have any evidence yet, we should both look first, and investigate who Arin and Jesi are. We have much to debate this mystery." Firm papa.

"Well Pa, if so, now I'm going to the hospital." I was about to leave but Papa prevented. In order to wait for Arga, papa's personal assistant at the office to accompany me.

10 Minutes later, the tall, sturdy man had already arrived at the papa residence. "Ratri, yes." He smiled kindly. Arga looks more mature. Maybe he was 30 years old, because when I was in High School Mas Arga was already a papa assistant.

"Yes Mas" I replied, after a brief stale talk we left for the hospital in papa's car. In the car we talked about Mom's secret. I will not cover up to Mas Arga what is the matter of Mother. Because papa said, Arga who will always accompany me looking for Mom.

Arriving at the hospital that Arin showed. We entered through the hallways.

"Then what are you going to do in this hospital? Wasn't that a long time ago Ratri. Even if it's true that your foster father was treated in this hospital, it must not be here." Arga said apparently as I thought.

"Yes, his name is also Mas's business." I'm optimistic.

"Didn't you find your stepfather's full address?" Tanya Arga looked at me. I just shook my head, because in Mother's book I didn't find the address where Mak Ningrum lived.

When I arrived at one of the administrative rooms, I asked the employee who handled the patient data, whether two months ago there was a patient named Agus, the victim of an accident.

I am grateful, though uncertain, but my request has been answered.

"Where are we going now, Ratri?" Ask Arga when he's in the car.

"I want to go home, clean up the house first" I replied. I can't be looking for it today.

Besides me, papa also sent people to ask him to investigate the family of Pak agus, and his whereabouts.

Arriving home, Arin and Jesinta have not returned. I'll be right in with Arga.

"Astagfirrullah.so here's the state of Mak Ningrum Tri's house." Arga was shaking his head, scanning the perimeter of the room.

"Look, who doesn't want to try" I said.

"Yes now I help you clean up," Arga meant it.

"Mas Arga sure, want to help?" I don't believe it. People as cool as Arga help get sorted out.

"Come, what's wrong?"

Seeing the seriousness of Arga wanting to help, I asked for help packing Arin and Jesinta's clothes. Then I put it in mbok Sri's room. While Mak's clothes, I stacked in Mother's closet, as well as my clothes.

"Drink first" Call me. Seeing the persistent Arga work, I pity and then immediately go to the stall looking for bottled drinks and pastries, without Arga knowing.

"Well..you bought a drink? When's exit?" Arga asked, looking smug, his face sweaty.

"At the roadside stall that we passed earlier Mas, let's drink." I brought the bottle closer. Arga sipped a drink until half apparently this man was really thirsty. I smiled at him.

"I tried the cake." Said Arga, without hesitation biting the wet cake, which I bought. "Timakan dong, it's been in arrears Mas" I smiled, nice there he so can entertain me.

"We're like husband and wife Tri." Said chuckling. Right now he's helping me mop the floor. I'm just smiling. At first I was going to do the job of the woman but Mas Arga immediately took over.

"Mas must be tired, now change yes," I said. But when he was about to take the mop, Arga forbade.

"Don't dong, I want to remember when I was new from the area, first time working as a cleaning service," said Arga. Sure surprised me.

"Well, Mas Arga was once a cleaning service," I can't believe a cool guy like him was ever in that position.

"You don't believe, at first I worked in papa's office you are only a graduate of SMK. Accepted to work in that position alone I am very grateful Tri. I worked hard to raise money. When the money is gathered I take the time to take the evening college. Yes that's it, my story and finally I was appointed as your papa assistant," Arga's story at length.

"Mas Arga was great, yes, meaning when I was in high school at that time. Did you just graduate college?" I asked to be curious, Arga's persistence became an inspiration.

"Betul, so I've been working with your father for almost 11 years" said Arga. I am proud to work with Papa.

"11 years? Then when Papa was still in Surabaya, Mas already working?" My toot.

"That's fine,"

...~Connect~...