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POV sir Didit.**

Mr. Didit then looked at Mr. Argap, a confidant to take care of the house and rent.

"Sir Argap..... Mbok Ayu, Laila and Tika sorted out yes, let us both get out of this house, I don't want this family to happen things we don't want, he said, for a while you lived in our apartment, not far from here, until this problem was solved.

"Alright Mr. Didit" said Mr. Argap firmly.

As soon as they settled in, so did his wife and Iren,

As well as mbak Tarni to clean up their luggage, and seen Mora packing her belongings and items found in the childhood home of Mr. Didit.

After Mora was ready to clean up, Mora returned to the sofa, while carrying the keris that had been packed in cloth, and put in cardboard.

Then pick up his phone and call someone.

"Sir..I have ordered a pickup for Mr. Argap's family to lift our luggage and taxi for us."

"Thank you, Mora."

"Sama-sama sir.

Oh yes sir...

This kris must have been refused if we take a plane, so I have called the courier here to send this to our house in Medan sir.

For the hair and everything else I've packed for us to take."

Mr. Didit just nodded his head in agreement, Mora is indeed always reliable in every way.

"Bang Mora's...

We will stay in our house, right?

Mora just nodded while glancing at Iren, and not long after, the courier came to pick up the keris, to be sent to Medan his address Mora listed there.

After the departure of the courier, it was seen that Mr. Argap had finished cleaning up, his goods were quite a lot as well, understand that there were four people in this family, seen mbok Ayu was about to pack the rice cooker.

"Mbok...all kitchen utensils, cabinets and so on are complete in the apartment, mbok and family just bring clothes and other necessities."

"Oh.

my family and I are very grateful to our father and family, our family is living a decent life and our children are getting a very decent and good education."

Bu Rida immediately hugged the mbok and so with Iren, a sense of haru filled this room.

"Mbok ..and families are good people, good people deserve good too, and mbok families we already consider our own families."

They embrace again and Laila and Tika also join, the pickup car ordered by Mora has arrived, the sound of a horn that makes them release his embrace, and, the pickup driver helped the Argap family lift his belongings to pick up, as did Mora.

And not long after the taxi that was ordered by Mora arrived, we all rushed to move while carrying our belongings to the front of the house seen the taxi driver came down to help us.

After all the goods go into the trunk of the taxi and the door is locked by Mr. Argap we leave the house, the family of Mr. Argap will go to the apartment, and we will go to the airport to return to Jakarta, tika and Laila are seen riding a scoopy while Argap and his wife are riding a pickup.

After traveling for almost an hour they finally arrived at the airport, and had checked in.

"father did not think about the events, not the slightest thought came to this mind. Initially everything went well, the family was happy. and Mora was present in the family of the father who added to the happiness of this family.

but all are buyers because of the terror that never ends and is far from the father's reason." Didit said on the sidelines they wait in the waiting room for departure.

"patient sir, all that has been arranged. from the beginning also Mora ngak believe about this long story.

"From the beginning there was also a strange father, atok Tarno who lived long and scary stature.

Rarely out of the room and the parents of the father who is always closed in everything, in addition to the family of Mr. Deh who is in the field.

they seem to close the cord between us, even you know the origin of why they can I call Mr. Deh.

When I asked, I could only get angry from both of my men.

All such as hidden tight, that's the slightest explanation you can get."

"this is Pak, based on a letter from his room atok Tarno. that there is his daughter too.

According to Mora, Mr. Deh the father in Medan must be descended from the daughter sir."

"it can be, but for now, you can only predict it.

or is it possible that Mr Deh was the son of the wife of Tarno?

everything was tightly sealed Mora, like a disgrace hidden and tightly sealed, and made my logic go awry."

Said Mr. Didit and he sighed and then tried to calm down, there was not much he could do but it had to be resolved immediately.

"pa... in Surat bang Mora yesterday, written there are two keris.one stored in the room eyang Kakung and another where ya?

Papa has explained that Mr Deh's family in Medan closed the cordage tightly, is pak deh in Medan and atok Tarno fighting over the keris?"

Aris finally nimbrung his Papa and also Mora, the look on his face Aris greeted the curiosity of Mora.

"yes, yes, but I don't know that either. because it is mentioned that her daughter does not want to accept the keris and the hair."

Said Mora who refuted the words of Aris.

"bang Mora, the daughter who rejected it was the first offspring after the wedding in Siantar.

According to Aris ni bang, Mr. Deh's family is the daughter of the above descendants.

"how's the deck?" ask Mora who does not understand the narrative of Aris.

"gini bang, the name of the great-grandfather who became a devotee of the long-spirited Begu named Horas.Nah this Horas had two children, one boy and one girl.

His son was married and had one son and one daughter.

the one who refused the keris was her daughter, and was eventually handed over to her son who was a boy.

his son who married a Javanese woman.

Aris believes that the Pak deh family is his daughter by marriage with the Javanese tribe.

or even his granddaughter."

"Abang understand the point, it could be. but we need to ask Mr. Deh's family after in Medan later."

"Hopefully we can get a definite answer yes bang."

Aris said to Mora, just hope that what can be done at this time.

Seriate....