
“Any, not usually, Kak Tiara let her son cry for so long, what is she doing huh?” ask Seruni to himself.
Must be the question, did not get the answer, but Seruni continued to look at him, from the narrow gap of her brother's room door.
For a long time in the attention of Seruni, until finally Tiara lifted the baby violently. Seeing Tiara's treatment of her daughter, made Seruni's heart feel hurt, because she did not expect at all, if her brother's behavior was very bad than she had imagined so far.
Not wanting to linger in front of Tiara's room, Seruni went straight back into her room, before she went to sleep, Seruni took the time to hold the baby in front of her.
With a soft feeling in the baby's cradle that was still soundly asleep, Seruni repeatedly kissed the tiny baby.
“Why are you so cruel to your own daughter Sis, what shatan has possessed your mind so much that you can treat your baby so harshly like that.”
Inevitably, Seruni was finally surprised by the sound of her baby starting to thirst, the baby seemed to squirm because her diaper was wet to pee.
“Oh, baby, you make Mom surprised baby, it turns out you're peeing huh?”
Seruni gently changed her baby's diaper and returned to the baby, not noticing the mark on her right leg.
After the baby was full of breast milk, Seruni went back to sleep, next to her husband, the next day, Seruni with Mangkuto went for a walk to watch the plantation of the residents who looked very fertile.
“Oh, nak Seruni and Den Mangkuto, please enter into the house.”
“No need sir, let us be here,” replied Seruni while enjoying the beautiful atmosphere of the beach in the morning.
“Where to harvest Sir, is the fruit good?” asked Mangkuto to Pak Uyun in a soft voice.
“Thomasdulillah, Den. Looks like our current crop will increase, because none of our crops failed this season.”
“Alhamdulillah.”
Not just one house visited by Mangkuto and Seruni. But they both continued to rotate every house on the island every day.
Seruni always gave his best to the islanders, they all had to be able to prosper, had to work only as farmers and fishermen.
From the harvest they sell to Seruni, they always get more bonuses than the heasi they receive. Mangkuto and Seruni always tucked more money into their envelopes, should they know how much they got.
“Kok, more money nak?” said an old man.
“Sisanya Mr. save it, for additional needs Mr. everyday.”
“Thanks nak.”
“Sama-sama,” replied Seruni while smiling widely.
That is how every day, Seruni and Mangkuto went out of the island to see and greet the residents, both on the island and in the village around the island where he lived.
Not just coming to visit the villagers, Seruni and Mangkuto took the time to share a little money for those in need, it was almost every day he did secretly.
The departure of Seruni and Mangkuto that is done every day, makes Tiara feel free to take care of her daughter who is with Seruni. It made Seruni's maid to be astonished.
Not only that, Tiara even often rebuked her own daughter and defended the Seruni princess who was with her maid.
Must be so, the helpers never reported the incident to Seruni, because they thought Tiara was Seruni Brother.
That afternoon, when Sekar was crying, Tiara came to snatch him from the lap of the maid.
“Why should the Bik, carry dong, so that he stops crying.”
“I've carried him Neng. But, um Sekar this afternoon a little fussy.”
“Good Neng,” replied Laila, while lifting Sekar's body gently.
After Kemangi was carried by Laila, she cried even harder than Sekar, she was constantly screaming in fear, Laila became confused, because Tiara looked so calm seeing her daughter crying.
“Neng, this is basil, again crying, I think he is afraid of Bibi.”
“Alah..! just take care of that little boy, why can't you!”
“Let's non Sekar his Aunt who's carrying Neng.”
“No, Bibi's job is to get a basil, let me be the one who's carrying Sekar.”
“Any, why is Neng Tiara more concerned about Sekar, than his own daughter huh?” ask Laila to herself.
Seeing Tiara pass by leaving her own daughter, Laila felt suspicious of Tiara, because she thought, not that much, a mother's heart was letting her daughter cry hysterically.
Not only that once, Laila witnessed the strange thing, even almost every day she saw the same thing.
Feeling unable to hide the secret lingered, Laila finally told Aina about the incident.
“True like that Bi?”
“Benar Bu, every day, if Neng Seruni is not at home, Neng Tiara always holds Non Sekar and neglects Non Kemangi her own biological daughter.
“Did Aunt not lie?”
“Do I lie Mom, there is no luck right?”
“But what's the point of Tiara doing all that, try.”
“Entah yes, Ma. I don't know either.”
Because they both did not get an answer from what they were talking about, that afternoon, Aina immediately investigated it herself. It turns out that it was true what Laila said, all of a sudden, Tiara snatched Sekar from Laila's sling and handed over the basil to her maid.
Together with Sekar, Tiara walked by the sea, approached many people and even they played sea water together. Meanwhile, Kemangi continued to cry hysterically with Laila.
Feeling clueless about Tiara's treatment of her own daughter, Aina ventured to deliver Kemangi to her biological mother by the beach.
“Tiara, you are why, your daughter, Kemangi, not Sekar! then, why do you ignore it and prefer Sekar, who looks silent than Kemangi who continues to cry from earlier.”
“Oh, Mom. Earlier, I saw Sekar was crying Mom, so I came to carry him.”
“Now Sekar has been silent, then why are you still ignoring your own daughter?”
Hearing the question from Aina, Tiara looked into the old woman's eyes, with an angry look, so Aina did not feel the slightest fear. He also immediately handed over Kemangi to his mother and took Sekar from Tiara's hands.
After getting Tiara, Aina immediately left, but before she moved away from Tiara, Aina still had time to forcefully pull the six-month-old girl.
Slowly, Aina invited Sekar to sit with her in the room, Aina's heart felt unsettled at that time, until Laila wanted to carry him too, Aina did not give him permission.
“why can't I carry it, Mom?”
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