THE ESCAPED BRIDE ESCAPED
58. The Salam Pak Family

After finally getting to know him briefly, Mr. Salam told him how the Gods got to know the family.

"We've known God since he was in High School. Our son is a school friend. So close was their relationship, that it was like a brother."

Mr. Salam showed photos of the Gods in high school uniforms, along with a smiling male friend widely embracing each other's shoulders. There are also other photos with both husbands and wives on the living room sideboard.

"So, when our only son Dimas died of cancer, God described himself as our son, Dimas' successor."

"Even as he continued his studies in the Netherlands, we were always being taught. We also got an invitation for her wedding reception." Greetings took a long breath.

Greetings came from the room and put an iron box on the table.

"That's when he came with this box. The gods look moody and have a little bit of a mind" said Salam again.

Now, in front of Arjuna there is a small iron safe, as is common in stores to store money or jewelry.

Arjuna looked at the box while thinking. "What are the hard problems that God faces but does not want to tell his own twin brother?"

"Did he say anything about his maslah or this safe?" ask the young man.

Mr. Salam shook his head. "She just said it was to be kept, because she didn't want her to suspect that she was keeping a big secret that would get her to mind a lot."

"That's the last time we saw her," Miss Salam shrunk her tears.

"Is there a key?" arjuna asked after checking that the box was locked. It is believed that the key uses a password.

Mr. Salam shook his head again. "That's all he's been told. Now we give it back to you. It might be useful."

"Before he died, God asked me to marry his wife" Arjuna said suddenly.

"What?" the couple looked at each other in disbelief.

"Although not married right away, because we both objected, Gayatri eventually became my wife as well." Arjuna's heavy breathing, inviting curiosity Mr. Salam.

"Is there a problem with that woman?" ask carefully.

Arjuna's head was down. Although his eyes were fixed on the safe, Mr. Salam knew that the young man's mind in front of him was flying somewhere.

"Like the Gods, if you have a very heavy burden and you can't take it anymore, you can consider us parents and tell us your problems" said Greeting Gentleman.

Arjuna closed his eyes. He who grew up in a foster family did indeed lose his affection. His own biological parents threw it away without a care.

Her foster parents were unable to show the family affection and warmth. They will give him anything, except showing love and affection like a parent to a child.

However, suddenly a couple he had only known two hours ago, gave him the family warmth he had never felt.

Seeing the young man's body in front of him tremble, Mr. Salam understood. He inched to sit next to Arjuna and reached out to hug his shoulder.

"Men can cry too, son. Crying ... If the burden is so heavy that you carry it yourself," comfort him while patting Arjuna's delicate back, reassuring him.

Across the table, Salam rolled back tears. Then he entered the house and soon returned with a tissue.

His heart felt relief after crying for quite a while. Then he lifted up with shame. "Sorry ...."

Mr. Salam thrust a tissue at Arjuna. "A child can always cry in front of his parents. You can come here whenever you want, if you feel your shoulders are tired, son."

"There's nothing wrong with a man crying. It signifies that he is still a man who has a soft and sensitive heart," added Miss Salam, comforting Arjuna.

Arjuna was touched by a simple family in front of him. "How happy are you, God. You have a lot of love in your life, "her inner self.

"What mom cooks? We're hungry." Mr. Salam diverted the conversation.

"Ah .. come! There are vegetable asem, fried mujair fish and sambel terasi. Let's eat. Mother was also hungry," he asked kindly to expel the moody atmosphere in the house.

"Let's eat! Do not get used to eating late and irregular," said Mr. Salam while pulling Arjuna's arm to stand.

Arjuna. Never before had he felt such warmth and closeness in his life. He followed the couple to the dining room and sat between them.

The originally stiff dinner began to melt after Arjuna got used to it. He smiled seeing the two old men busy offering various side dishes or even adding bakwan and crackers to his plate.

The sound of laughter rang out from the simple house in the complex.

Arjuna refrains from saying about Gayatri's abduction. He didn't want to make that couple so much of a thought. At ten o'clock the visit was over. He came home with a happy and happy heart.

"Did you leave Aya so I could be happy?" asked Arjuna, as if the God was sitting on the chair next to him.

"Now you're also taking me to your other family. And really, they make my heart happy. Thank you, God."

"And Gayatri is here. He will also be happy to know Mr. Salam's family," he said confidently.

"Can you lead me there? We have to rescue him immediately. Like my mother, I was also worried that Aya was sick and suffering there."

That night, tired and lacking the keys and passwords, Arjuna simply placed the iron box on the table beside the bed, and rested.

At six o'clock in the morning, Arjuna woke up with endless phone noises. See the name of the caller listed. Lazily pick up the phone.

"You're disturbing my sleep!" the hardic.

"Boss, it looks like the woman is about to give birth" Sandra's bodyguard reported.

"Let her give birth there! Not prohibited. However, there are no five-star facilities for fraudsters like him!" ketus Arjuna, then turn off the phone.

However, the phone again screamed to disturb him. "Boss, you mean, can I get a doctor to help with the delivery here?" ask the guard again for clarity.

"Are you stupid? Why don't you call the press and the police!" Arjuna growled angrily at the stupidity of his people.

"Call the reporters and the police? People who want to give birth, just need a doctor or a midwife, boss!" the voice from across sounded confused.

"Call me if you want to go to jail!" yell Arjuna emotion.

"But , Boss! The person giving birth can die as well. My mother died while giving birth to my little sister," the man was again worried.

"If you die, bury there!" snapped Arjuna emotion.

The phone did not ring again after that. But Arjuna was already unable to continue his disturbed sleep.

"Anxuating!" he nodded while getting out of bed. He saw the God's safe on the nightstand while walking to the bathroom.

"How to open it, yes," he murmured while taking a bath. The man kept thinking of a way to open the locked iron box.

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"Luna, do you know how to open this box?" Arjuna showed the safe to Luna at the office.

"Wear the key, boss." Luna smiled amusedly. Even those who are so clear are still asked.

"Someone gave me this box. He said he had a god. I don't have the key" explained Arjuna.

"Cut with a grinder!" sahut Luna lightly.

Arjuna was surprised to get that unexpected answer. "How do you know about any carpentry tools? Were you an apprentice to a builder, before you worked here?" kelakar Arjuna's.

But Luna instead laughed. He even stupefied. How could the ferocious Boss in front of him be joking now?

"May the Boss not be in a devil's favor," his mind was horrified.

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