
"Thank you Dion. You have helped me and Nirmala" said Dania.
"Yes, you're welcome."
"Thank you for helping me find a job. Just so you know, this is my first time working in a place this big."
"Yes. But, for Nirmala I still try yes. Understandably, I have to seduce my boss first." Dion.
"It's okay, I understand."
"Pity Nirmala, the feeling of her life in the test of mulu!"
"Where knows tomorrow or the day after tomorrow his life will be beautiful" Dania said.
"So Nirmala has no intention of finding Shaka's real father?" Ask Dion.
"Looks not. Nirmala only remembered the bastard's face but didn't know whose name it was."
"Breakfast, motherfucker!" Dion was upset, "did he not pity for making other people's lives suffer?"
"Oh, don't talk about it. I'll continue working!"
"Hmmm,....!!"
Dania resumed her work. Dania itself is placed on the fifth and sixth floors, places where people rank and for the sixth floor of the special room of the owner of the company.
The hour came, and Dania rushed home because she had promised Shaka to buy her ice cream.
Working all day is definitely tired. But, tired Dania instantly disappeared when she saw Shaka who was waiting at the door with her sweet smile.
"Dear shaka, guess what dong aunty brought?" Dania knelt down and showed me the package she was carrying.
"Es cream.....!" Shaka answered that all day was waiting for the return of Dania.
"What does aunt say?"
"Thank you ante....!!"
Unasked, Shaka kissed Dania on two cheeks.
"Wait for you everyday. I want to buy it not, Shaka." Nirmala laughed crisply.
"Well, Nir, I'm glad to see Shaka happy."
"Thank you Dan, without you I might not be in this world."
"Don't say that. I don't like it, girls should help. Ah, I want to take a shower. It's sultry!"
Dania went into the contract. Shaka is enjoying his ice cream.
The afternoon has passed, the night has come. Shaka was asleep, while Dania and Nirmala were still chatting.
"Tomorrow sunday. And, I'm picking Shaka up."
"Tumben, where are you going?" Ask Dania curious.
Nirmala took a deep breath, closing her eyes for a moment.
"I want to go home, maybe my brother has forgiven me. After all, I haven't visited my parents' graves in a long time."
"Yes Nir, go. I'll take care of Shaka. May your brother change his heart."
"Honestly, I miss my sister. I miss our happy childhood" Nirmala said with teary eyes.
"Nir, my message to you. Whatever happens to you tomorrow, I beg you to remain patient. Remember, there's still Shaka who still needs you. I'm ready whenever I listen to your story, you lament."
"Thank you, Dania!"
"Sleep, prepare your heart and energy for tomorrow. Don't think anything weird."
Even though Shaka and Dania were asleep, Nirmala was still busy struggling with her thoughts.
Night turns morning, Nirmala is gone before Shaka wakes up. Not far from Nirmala's journey, he had to take a small boat for two hours to get to his birthplace. A small town on the beach with a fairly dense population.
It was still early morning, Nirmala was already the destination. The place where Nirmala had left for so long. Much has changed, including the warehouse on the dock, which bears silent witness to how a person forcibly snatches his chastity.
"Bang, yajek!" Nirmala.
"Gas neng's....!"
Huh, uh,.......
Nirmala breathed a rough breath, she had mentally prepared her to face her brother.
About five minutes Nirmala had arrived in the courtyard of the brother's house. Not the house of the older brother, rather the childhood home he and the older brother who is now in Dimas with his wife.
With a thumping feeling, Nirmala knocked on the door. Before long the door opened, it turned out that the one who opened was Nirmala's sister-in-law.
"Nurma...!" Hesti was surprised to see the arrival of his long-lost sister-in-law.
"Sister, how are you?" Nirmala asked, "what is Dimas' brother?"
"Bags,...mas...mas....!" Hesti shouted to her husband.
"What the hell is it?" Asked Dimas from behind and walked over to Hesti.
"Mas, look who's coming!" Hesti pointed towards Nirmala. Of course Dimas was surprised to see his long-lost sister.
"Sister, brother Dimas!" Lirih Nirmala held back her tears.
"Well, you're coming home, huh?" Touch Dimas with bulging eyes.
Nirmala was startled, her steps slightly backward.
"Sister, I miss you, sister" said Nirmala in a trembling voice.
"Surely he came home with the intention of. Nirmala wants your parents' inheritance!"
Hesti deliberately slandered his own sister-in-law.
"Sister, I didn't mean it that way. My arrival is just for the sake of friendship. I miss my sister."
"Here,.lie him. Have you forgotten that your sister is a disgrace-bearer to our family."
"Go to you,...!" push Dimas, "you're dirty. You don't deserve to set foot in this house again."
"Sister, I'm sorry. It's all over!" Nirmala tried to seduce.
"I'm not your sister anymore. Remember Nir, you are dirty. You have tarnished the good name of this family. Go you....!" Once again Dimas kicked out his own sister.
"Did you hear what?" Hasti, "go from here. We don't want any neighbors to see you coming. We're shy...!"
Nirmala still faithfully stood up with her sobs, begging her brother to accept her again.
Dimas was furious, his eyes and heart had been covered with hatred. He forced his sister out of his house.
Nirmala was just silent, she remained silent not not wanting to fight but Nirmala was self-aware of her mistake.
Cloudy clouds became loyal friends of Nirmala as if they were saddened by the fate of this poor woman. The rain began to fall so hard, with the slow pace Nirmala went to the tomb of his parents who were not too far from home.
The graves of Nirmala's parents join together, Nirmala weeping between the two navels. He shed all his complaints, telling what he had gone through in his life after the death of his parents.
"Dad, mom. Without you I have no place to go. I miss you both."
"Dad, mom. I just want to be your happy little daughter because growing up is so painful."
"Dad, mom. Brother hates me, he doesn't want to see me anymore. How long will I have to bear this burden?"
"Dad, mom. I have a child. I love my son, what should I do now?"
The tears of Nirmala are still raining. It was as if the rain understood the fate of Nirmala. Could it be that the rain wanted to cover up Nirmala's grief today in front of everyone Nirmala would meet.