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Jonathan initially insisted on taking the case to the police. But at Puspa's request, the case was finally ended peacefully. Puspa even asked Riksa to deliver him to Fika's tomb even though Rika tried to ask Puspa to rest first, but Puspa did not want to hear and forced Riksa to drive him right then and there.

Samuel drove Jamilah's mother and Nasrul's father home because there was something Samuel wanted to tell them both.

Meanwhile, Jonathan, Rikas contacted his men and asked his men to take Jonathan back to Arumi's grandmother's residence.

Along the way to Fika's tomb, Puspa was incessantly crying. He regretted what happened.

Riksa held Puspa's hand tightly and said to him.

"It's not your fault, don't keep blaming yourself!" said Rikas with a soft voice.

"I forced Mr. Nasrul and Jamilah's mother to transfer Fika to the hospital, if I did not insist so, surely now Fika is still fine even though he is in a coma, had I not followed my mother's advice to turn off my phone, so the hospital couldn't have called me, had I not worn a headset none of this would have happened!" said Puspa with a roaring cry that never subsided.

Riksa who saw the lover was very sad like that also felt his heart hurt and sore. After arriving at the night of Fika, Puspa rested and hugged the navel of the girl who always called her sister Puspa it, Puspa, Puspa cried when he remembered the time he went through with the girl who always wanted to be like him. Fika always said she wanted to go to high school so she could be a successful person like herself. Puspa's cries flowed back with great force as he recalled every smile Fika had, and every word Fika had told him.

"Fika. forgive sister. This is all brother's fault! this is all Fika's fault!" lirih Puspa while hugging the navel of Fika until her beautiful face has a lot of land attached.

Riksa rubbed his face which had also shed a few drops of tears from the corner of his eyes. Riksa knows that Puspa is very good at all his domestic assistants, because they are the ones who accompany Puspa every day, when his parents and other families live abroad.

Riksa also could not do anything, he chose to let Puspa pour all his sadness and regret on top of the navel of Fika. Riksa only occasionally allowed his suit that he had worn on Puspa every time the suit came down or even separated from Puspa's shoulders.

Meanwhile at Mr. Nasrul's residence. All the people who went with Mr. Nasrul while kidnapping Puspa have returned to their homes. Samuel only along with Mr. Nasrul and also Bu Jamilah in the living room at Mr. Nasrul's house.

"I understand what Mr. Nasrul and Mr. Jamilah's mother feel, he said, but this path that you're taking is what you're thinking how Fika feels even though she's not with us but surely she can still see it from up there?" samuel asked in a soft but very deep voice.

So that what Samuel said can really go directly into the heart of Mr. Nasrul and Jamilah's mother, he said, making the two old men whose faces were already pale and looked so tired it was back shedding tears of their sorrow.

"You will end your life that way, do you think about how Puspa is right now? she doesn't know everything that's happened to you, she doesn't want to know, but she doesn't. Do you think that he knows he'll just shut up? those of you who know Puspa better than I am his best friend, you should know who feels the most sad, hit, disappointed, sorry and lost like you, he is Puspa!" added Samuel who is getting emotional in this condition.

He also could not imagine what would happen to Puspa if he was a little late. The only woman who can be his best friend because Puspa is indeed very honest and sincere people, he will also not be able to accept if bad things happen to Puspa.

"Everything has happened, I also apologize for what happened. I already have a plan, at least this will be a way of charity for Fika. Even if he no longer existed in this world, he would still be remembered by those who had known him!" samuel said with a serious face.

Mr. Nasrul raised his head, looking towards Samuel.

"Let me build an orphanage by the name of Fika. In that parlor I, Rija and Puspa will be his donors. You will not feel lonely, there will be many children as good and sweet as Fika there later. You can take care of them like you take care of Fika. At least Fika will feel calmer if both her parents spend the rest of their lives like that, rather than getting revenge!" samuel said.

Mr. Nasrul even more sobbing hearing what Samuel just said. For a moment she really felt like a bad person, for a moment there was nothing else she thought about but to avenge Mega's deeds on her and her daughter.

Mr. Nasrul rested at Samuel's feet, but Samuel immediately asked the middle-aged man to get up and hug him.

"Sir Nasrul must be strong, at least strong for mother, sir!" samuel shouted slowly in the ears of Mr. Nasrul.

Mr. Nasrul was stunned, even that important thing he forgot, what Samuel said was right. He should have been the lifeblood of Jamilah after Fika was not around. But what did he do? he even asked his wife to end their lives together. Mr. Nasrul hugged Jamilah's mother and apologized. Samuel breathed a sigh of relief even though his chest was still feeling tight due to the behavior of Puspa's birth mother.

Meanwhile, it was getting early. But Puspa was still reluctant to move from the tomb of Fika. His face was pale.

Riksa who also sat on the ground next to Puspa rubbed Puspa's head gently.

"Darling, we go home first! you need a break!" riksa said gently trying to persuade Puspa to want to go home.

"Where is Rikas?" tanya Puspa who raised his head and looked at Riksa.

Rikuksa jolted, he did not think that Puspa was really hurt and disappointed in his mother until he considered the house was not his home anymore.

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