The Suffering of Si Kembang Village
When reality answers
That mistake will always be a shadow in every story.
The heart may be on its ego.
Loving is based on sincerity, thought the Master.
But a thousand dear, sincere love becomes a false meaning, when it stands in the wrong place.
For you wrong love, go back to your right. Forget the ego about wanting to have something you shouldn't.
Because now, having it will change the story.
The same blood story.
•••••
In the afternoon today.
Cheerful voices filled the room.
The classic house is now filled with people from Kevin's extended family, Kenzie's father.
Everyone has gathered, including Kevin who has returned. Without a long time, Nilam was able to hypnotize everyone who somehow numbered it. In addition to a beautiful face that anesthetizes, a gentle attitude becomes a plus point that can grab attention easily.
But Dalia was still not seen, although the face of twilight began to greet with his crowbar.
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On travel.
"Why is the road suddenly jammed like this?" dalia was impatient.
"I'm surprised too, Nyon. It looks like in front of a group of students who will protest to the government building," said the driver informed.
"Oh, there's-there," grumbled Dalia.
"Patience, Madam." Usman's grandfather sitting next to him tried to calm down.
Yes, to corroborate the testimony, Dalia brought Grandpa to her house.
"Yes, Sir. Thank you." Thank you." Gets the grandfather at a glance, then drops his cornea on a square box containing clothes and bracelets owned by Nilam baby in his lap. Take it, soft. My daughter .... Then switch to staring at the road that still remains the same, because long traffic jams make the car he was riding still not moving. Tears still shed occasionally.
Lord, I thank You for returning my daughter to me. But why do I have to do it this way? Kenzie must have been hurt by this.
Kriiii....
The ringing sound of Dalia's phone broke the atmosphere.
He took the communication device from his tote bag.
"Hallo."
"Mom, why haven't you arrived yet? Everyone's waiting for me." Kenzie's voice is across the line from Dalia's phone.
"Yes, Ken. The road suddenly jammed. Polantas is still trying to unravel it" Dalia explained.
For a moment there is no truth. "Mom, why is Mom-sound"
"Ken, hello, Ken. Why did your voice disappear? Hello, hello...." Tut.. tut ... tut .... Dalia's in a diversion, to prevent Kenzie's worries. He turned off the phone one-sidedly.
"What's up, Madam?" Grandpa Usman with his worried look.
"It's okay, Mr. Usman. I was just thinking about Kenzie. How does he feel when he finds out that the girl he loves and marries is his own younger sibling."
"We should be thankful, madam. God is revealing it now. Before they are truly legal to be a married couple. The wounded heart between the two, let time heal it."
Dalia fell silent, digesting every verse of Grandpa Usman's sentence. Then a moment later he began to raise his head down a sign of his agreement. "Sir Usman is right."
Whahuh? Miss Nilam her sister Young Master Kenzie?
The driver looked up in disbelief.
••••
While at Kenzie's.
"Ken, what's wrong?" Nilam patted Kenzie's silent shoulder, staring at the screen of his cell phone that cast a shadow of his face on a screen that was already dark.
"Yes, Ken, why did your face suddenly turn anxious like that?" Kevin, his father, asked.
The man looked up at the face, staring at Kevin and Nilam alternately. "I felt something strange about Mom's voice. It was as if she was crying. His voice sounded raucous and stiff."
"really?" Nilam was worried.
"Yes, Nilam. I'm concerned. Did I just follow up, huh?" Kenzie asked for an opinion.
"No need, Ken. This is your mom just sent Dad a message. The road is starting to go well. He'll probably be there in a few minutes." Kevin is relaxed.
Kenzie's sigh of relief sounded vivid. "Thank God then.
The family of Kevin consisting of Mother, or Grandmother Kenzie, sister and husband, One cousin and his small family, is busy talking about the wedding agenda of Nilam and Kenzie. It all sounds like a bunch of chicks squeaking about losing their mother. Quiet!
"I will be the bridesmaid" said the little six-year-old girl.
"Alright, you two will be Uncle's escorts later." Kenzie sat between the two cute kids, he stuffed with his crisp smile. Children are one of the species he likes.
"Thank you, Uncle," said the Twin boy at the same time.
But their chirping suddenly stopped. All eyes straightened on Dalia who had just come accompanied by Grandpa Usman, with tears in her eyes.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Kevin approached his wife with an anxious face.
Kenzie got up and approached his mother. "Mom."
But Dalia was still flinching. Didn't bother her with the sound of Kenzie and her husband. His gaze straightened on Nilam who was sitting beside his Grandma Kenzie, who was now also staring at him.
"Kenny ... my daughter...." The voice was quite softly spoken, yet it was still capable of being heard by everyone.
And the content of the speech was surprising to Kenzie and Kevin.
"Bu ... What do you mean, Mother?" He looked at Dalia's eyes and followed her direction. "He's Nilam Mommy, my future wife."
Regardless of Kenzie's tweets, Dalia stepped forward to Nilam who was still silent and did not understand. He pulled the girl's arm to stand up. He looked at those round eyes, fixed. Slowly but surely his palms gently sucked the smooth cheeks of Nilam. "Why did I just realize, your face looks a lot like your father." With tears still breaking.
Nilam. Also everything.
"What do you mean by mother?"
Then without babibu, hugged the girl tightly, tightly. "My daughter...." Her crying was getting louder. "Mom misses you, son...."
Kevin and Kenzie are jerking off at a high level.
"Mom, what do you mean, Mommy?" Kenzie with a loud thump on his chest. Maternal illness ....
All are still silent in a fairly stressful incomprehension. Kevin approached his wife. "Honey .. Don't be like this. He's our son-in-law's candidate." Trying to give understanding.
All might think, that the disease of hypoprenia suffered by Dalia, suddenly relapse.
"No Dad!" The hug was removed Dalia instantly. "This is Kenny! Our long lost son!" snapped it.
DUAARRR...
Eyeball splinting that escaped from the skull scattered invisible. All were made flabbergasted, jolted and all forms of shock flashed across all faces.
"Mom, come to your senses, ma'am." Although quite surprised, Kenzie still could not believe Dalia's words. Near the woman who owns the uterus where she lived for 40 weeks. "Mom's too tired today. Come on, I'll take you to the room." The shoulder of Dalia.
But the clap of Dalia's palm came back to surprise him. "No Ken, I'm not tired. My mother is not sick either! This is really Kenny, your sister. You won't be able to marry her." This is a new injury for her as a mother. His son and daughter will be heartbroken because of an indisputable reality. Inbreeding love.
Nilam was fixed in his place. Tears were already flowing without command on both sides of his cheeks. His eyes are perfect. But not a word, he can say it.
"Darling, where did your faith come from?" Kevin tried to calm down by responding to the wife's statement.
"All the evidence is here, sir." Grandpa Usman opened his voice. The square box that Dalia dropped unknowingly, as the woman approached Nilam.
Everyone looks towards him.
Not immediately Kenzie approached Grandpa Usman and grabbed the object and opened impatiently. Once it opened, the tiny suit became the first thing it lifted. "Baby girl's clothes." Then followed by the other thing." Bracelet."
Both of these things caught Kevin's attention. As Hellboy leaps with his power, he snatches the thing out of Kenzie's hands. On his telisiknya thorough. Played and flipped repeatedly, and ....
"Kenny." Both of his eyes began to widen. The name imprinted on the inside of the bracelet became the center of his belief sticking out.
"What, Dad?!" Kenzie wants to know.
"Ken, right, all these things belong to your sister Kenny." Kevin then raised his gaze on Grandpa Usman. "Where did you get all this? And Why Nilam?" ask her in an impatient tone.
"Yes, Cake. Please explain it to me." Kenzie added.
Nilam put up an ear, with Dalia re-hugging him.
"The shirt and the bracelet, were the clothes Nilam wore when my son-in-law first found it" Grandpa said slowly.
"Find it?" Kevin scrunched his face.
"Yes, Sir. My late son-in-law found him on the edge of a deserted street asleep under the influence of drugs."
"Drugs dope?"
"Yes, sir."
"When did it happen?"
"August 12, almost 22 years ago."
"12 August?" Kevin looked back to the past. "Yes, that's right, little Kenny is missing right on that date. Yeah, God...." Then turned to face Nilam who had broken tears. "My daughter ...." Without thinking any more, Kevin squandered Nilam from his wife's arms. "You're right, Mom. Kenny we're back." He pecked Nilam's head repeatedly.
"Yes, Dad." Dalia smiled full of haru.
Kenzies. Stand up stiffly. He saw the three people hugging him. No words said. His feelings are starting to get messed up. It is not yet possible to understand this shocking reality.
Nilj ....
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