The Story of the Mother of the Bodyguard
the past lurah sigit

the man was sitting on the porch of the house he rented on the grounds of helping the construction of the boarding house owned by the family of Ustadz Abdullah.

but in fact, he only covered up the real reason that was to hide the biological son of an important person in this village.

he has been working for three years in the house of the Abdullah ustadz family, he even knows why Zaka now has to arrive

separated from his wife.

It all happened a long time ago, exactly twenty years ago, when Sigit was young.

Yes, the man is already famous for being very handsome even though from a poor or poor family.

but his good looks that makes women crazy about him, not least a married woman.

she was Mrs Henny, the wife of a wealthy man in the village, and was notorious for being evil.

But the woman was very attentive to the young Sigit lurah.

"so Sigit, if you want to be my man, I can give you money or whatever you want, but you can't marry anyone else," he said to the handsome man standing in front of him.

"do you know, I do want treasure, but I don't want to be your mistress, if it's a serious mother, just divorce your husband" said the young Sigit very cruelly.

but Ms. Henny didn't readily agree to the man's request, "would you not be sane, if I divorced my husband, then his property could fall on our son" Ms. Henny said.

"why not get rid of it, anyway he is not your biological child," said Sigit who knows the truth of the woman that is not known by others.

"what do you mean?"

"right no, she was the child of your husband's mistress, and you kidnapped her when you found out she was pregnant until she gave birth, you pretended to be pregnant too and when the baby was born, she said, you should have killed him and admitted to him as a child instead" Sigit said.

"how do you know all that, when I tell no one," said Ms. Henny in surprise.

"sorry baby, but I have all the information about you, now just do what I want, or I make the woman come to confess everything," said Sigit who smiled to see Miss Henny could not wince.

Ms. Henny chose to stay with her husband and not continue her romance with Sigit.

But the young man did not accept it and sent the courtesy to Ms. Henny's husband and also the woman's son.

But strangely the shipment always seemed lost when the two of them were far apart, and he was a living witness to the events that cut that night.

Now, Junaidi sir and Mak Ijah passed by, when they saw the man who rented the house was alone.

"sir Inyong was daydreaming alone, beware of the sambet," Junaidi's voice surprised him.

"That sir, where the hell is walking together like this" asked the man who immediately approached the three on the village road.

"yes sir, just got home from work, what is it like sitting there alone?" ask Mak Ijah.

"i was tired and unconscious even daydreaming, indeed if age can not be hidden, the energy is already ngongsro."

"ha-ha-ha sir Inyong could have been, even though he still looks young like this, now we better go to our house yuk, we can make coffee together to eat fried bananas," asked Mr. Junaidi.

"by sir, it also happens that my work in the house is done" replied Mr. Inyong.

"mas zaka is now very healthy, and never relapsed again, even now the two have started teaching again to the Abi's place," said Mr. Inyong who made Sekar feel even more guilty, making Sekar feel guilty, because of being near him.

Zaka became a stranger and always sickly, even she had to lose her baby.

"did I say wrong?" asked the man, he saw that he was getting sad.

"no sir, I also feel that our togetherness is a little forced," said Sekar who tried to smile.

"but I think you are a real match, but only because of someone who does not like you, which makes you have to separate like this" said Mr. Inyong.

"meaning, the man was so evil that he could separate the couple who loved each other," said Mak Ijah who felt sorry for his grandson.

But because of his anger at that time, he instead made his granddaughter like this.

"had Sekar just say, if indeed you still have a soul mate will definitely meet and be together again," said Mr. Inyong who as much as possible makes the woman calm.

Because he knew that if zaka returned to history, then what happened was getting worse, namely death for zaka was something that could not be avoided anymore.

Arriving at the house, Mr. Inyong enjoyed coffee together with Mr. Junaidi, yes they only spoke lightly.

While in the living room, Sekar was sitting while weaving some ordered fruit baskets.

When something sits down and rests its head on its feet, it can tell if it is not a real figure.

Or it could be said that it was a figure that he really missed at this moment.

Yes it was her son whom she had longed for so much, she dared not say anything just choosing to be quiet.

And without feeling his tears fall in silence, the figure turned his body to face Sekar while smiling like a baby there generally.

It felt like Sekar hugged the baby and I wanted to let him go again, but he remembered that nothing was possible.

"mother.." The voice made Sekar's heart tremble, he could no longer bear to endure.

But she didn't want to make her baby's spirit sodom get trapped in this world for much longer.

It seems that the baby's spirit wants to say goodbye, after calling Sekar mother, the baby's spirit figure disappeared slowly

she immediately cried hysterically as her son's spirit was completely gone, she remembered how her son's face was likely to be similar to her husband's zaka.

Mak Ijah hugged his grandson, and tried to win Sekar so as not to get hysterical, yes the girl must be strong from now on.

"sir Junaidi, what father and unable to destroy the traitors of religion, who are allied with demons for the sake of wealth, can you do it?" ask Mr. Inyong.

"not that I can not do it, I myself do not have enough knowledge to do it, and again my father also died when he wanted to fight the worshipers of the jinn," said Mr. Junaidi.

"can you help me, I want to kill someone who has done something bad because he is a demon worshiper for the sake of wealth in the world," said Mr. Inyong who already knew the time might not be long to live.

"it may not be that easy, sir, especially people who usually have agreements with demons will be protected because brands often provide endless collateral,"

"but I know how, and unfortunately ustadz Abdullah does not believe in me, especially after the incident nak zaka, in addition they only focus on the development and expansion of the da'wah area," said Pak Inyong.