My Husband's
Meeting with Sinta

Next night. Sinta also came with a different appearance. If yesterday he looked like a bum, but now he looks like his old self. It turns out that if dressed she is still beautiful.

We also met him with Dinda in the middle room. However, Dinda was still scared and always hid behind me.

"Darling, don't be. This is Mama Sinta to meet," I said trying to persuade Dinda.

"Honey, this is Mama, son. The mother who gave birth to you." Sinta was unable to stem her tears when she managed to see a little of Dinda's face.

"Dinda, don't be, yeah, honey. Isn't Dinda a kind and forgiving person?" Mas Fandi's remarks influenced Dinda. My little girl finally wanted to present herself in front of Sinta.

Sinta who smiled widely when Dinda finally wanted to see herself. Sinta immediately knelt down so that her body could be aligned with Dinda. He stared at Dinda for quite a while before finally grabbing my little girl into his arms. There was no jealousy at all because after all, Sinta was Dinda's biological mother.

"Dinda, sorry Mama, yes, son. Mama loves you," she told Dinda with teary eyes.

"Yes, Ma, Dinda sorry," said Dinda, nodding.

"Thank God that Dinda would forgive Sinta. We'd better get to the dining room and have dinner together now."

Mas Fandy's words immediately got a nod from all of us. We went straight to the dining room and ate together like a happy family. I'm happy because Sinta has changed a lot and realized her mistake. This way Dinda won't have any more trauma.

"Oh yeah, Sin, where do you live now?" I asked Sinta.

"Maybe I will go back to the village and work as a washing worker" he said.

"Wouldn't you just stay here?"

"No, Ma'am. If I stayed here, what would I eat? I have no job nor a place to live. My last wish to meet Dinda was granted. I can go home in peace." Sinta smiled a little. Trying to cover up his grief to trick us. In fact, I know that he still wants to be in this city. At least he could meet his son. I could see how much love she felt from her eyes on Dinda.

"What if you work at my restaurant. Coincidentally there was a vacancy. You will also be given a place to live and also eat for free during work."

Mas Fandi also offered Sinta a job. Maybe he thinks the same as me. It would be better if Sinta was here.

"No, Mom, tomorrow I'm going back to my hometown. I feel the bitterness of life here. I want to go home to a quiet place."

Me and Mas Fandi could only throw one another a glance. It turned out that Sinta had really kept her promise. She wanted to meet Dinda and apologize before returning home. But, I felt a little creepy with the sentence he had just said. Like someone who was about to leave this world so as to have a final request. Ah, but I'm sure it's just my mind. He might have left this world. He is still very healthy, and has no history of any disease.

After finishing dinner, Sinta finally said goodbye. Before leaving, she hugged Dinda again and kissed her several times.

"Sorry Mama, yes, dear. Mama loves you very much" he said while crying.

"Yes, Mom, take care of yourself, yeah. Dinda also loves Mama," said Dinda with a teary look.

Sinta immediately parted and waved her hand before disappearing from sight.

"Mas, I don't feel good about Sinta" I told her. I can't help but talk. Ever since her words at dinner last night, I've been thinking about her and I don't feel well.

"Why, Honey? Why the same Sinta?"

"His face was dim, Mas. Still looks pale despite wearing make up. I'm afraid nothing happened to him after this."

"That's just your feeling, honey. He's not gonna do anything. Just because he said we wanted to go home, you kept thinking that he'd be gone for good?"

"Yes, I guess it's just my feeling. Yes, if it's mending us sleep," asked me.

We went to bed and slept in each other's dreams.

However, the next day, it turned out that my hunch had actually happened.

HEADLINE NEWS'S. THERE HAS BEEN A BUS ACCIDENT CARRYING PASSENGERS FROM JAKARTA TO SEMARANG. TWELVE PEOPLE WERE PRONOUNCED DEAD, FOLLOWING THE NAMES OF THE DEAD.

That was the news on television this morning. The bus left at five in the morning and had an accident at eight in the morning. And among the twelve people who died, Arshinta's name and ID card photo was plastered.

"Mas, Sinta, Mas!" I said while pointing at the television while covering my mouth in disbelief.

Likewise with Mas Fandi, he also did not believe Sinta died in the accident. Turns out, my hunch last night was right.

"Oh my God, my. Had Dinda not us persuaded to want to meet him, surely he would not have returned to the village and had this accident."

Even regret has bound my heart. Had Sinta not met Dinda, she would have been alive today. I could only cry so hard at this news.

"Udah, relax, honey. It's not all your fault. This is all God's destiny. We can't oppose it. The time has come." Mas Fandi tried to calm me down.

"Mas, let's help her family with her funeral. Please, don't tell Dinda first. I'm afraid he's in shock, Mom."

Mas Fandi nodded. We immediately went to the hospital where Sinta was. He has not been picked up by his family at all. Dinda had to leave us. Let him be with our maid. After Sinta's funeral is over, we'll be back soon.

A journey that takes hours to get there. We saw how bad Sinta's body was until she died. It turned out that he was sitting behind the driver until the accident left him immediately dead on the spot with the driver. Most of the passengers who survived were in the back. Most of the dead were those who sat on the front bench.

The funeral procession was carried out with Sinta's family. They were also shocked by Sinta's sudden departure. Haru's cry sounded. They blame themselves a lot for never asking Sinta news during the wander.

And after the funeral was over, we went home that night because I didn't calm down leaving Dinda for long.

When I got home I didn't say anything to him. He just met his mother yesterday. How could I possibly say that Sinta just died? Later, yeah, kid. When things get better, Mama will tell you.