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Yes, for many years Abram's wife and knew a Brahman. Istianti knows that Brahman is greedy, crazy for power, likes to use others and also does not want to be underestimated.

But now the man showed a serious facial expression, as if there were no lies implied from the speech by carrying the name Adisaka, one of the daughter-in-law of the Jayanaga family and also the husband of his brother.

"How could you have brought Adisaka in this case, whereas for three years, he was not implicated in Abram's death." Istianti was confused.

Brahman's laughter does not escape...."Did you forget Isti, how strong the Jayanaga family is, they just need to sit down and give money to those thugs to make a fuss in my place."

Just as Brahman did in his own work, in order to avoid the worst possibility, Brahman did not need to intervene, he ordered others to have all affairs in order.

After the incident, Brahman was rushed to the hospital for several weeks, only the project of building a trans Sumatra toll road had to be moved to another contractor.

That does make sense because the company that in the Jayanaga family has mostly been passed down to every one of their children, as well as Adisaka, he got a part to take care of the contractor company, he said, it is also a rival to Brahman's company.

"Although that's the case, you're still the reason Abram died, if only... If only he hadn't followed you, it wouldn't have happened." Istianti does not accept Brahman's words.

"Everything you say, is nothing more than an outburst of your anger and you show it to me as an excuse."

"You still have to accept your sins." Firmly answer Istianti with firm stance.

"Keep talking, without Jayanaga's family, you're just a sickly poor widow. You should forget everything that happened, go home to your family and live happily in old age."

"You don't have to take care of my problems with the Jayanaga family."

"Well, I've had enough of you, you can go back to work when you're cured, or find another better job, it's up to you, Isti." Brahman at the end of his talk.

Brahman left Istianti, he did not care that Isti's anger was still burning and probably wanted revenge.

Walking out, Brahman saw Ryan who was in the guest waiting chair, he approached and sat down beside him.

"Sir, is it hard to finish."

"Yes that's.... Hmmm don't you want to know what we're talking about."

"No sir, it is the business of mother and Mr. Brahman, I have no right to know."

"Good, Abram taught you to be obedient to parents, do not let Abram down... I can promise you a bright future and all the riches, you just have to obey and obey me."

"I'll try it sir." Smiling Ryan replied.

Of course, the answer Ryan gave Brahman was only a cursing way to stay safe. Ryan couldn't frankly say how much he hated this arrogant old man, because after all, the hospital's treatment costs in the VIP room came from him.

"Then take care of your mother... I hope he gets well soon..."

"Thank you sir."

Finished with Ryan, Brahman got into the car, picked up his phone and made a call to an unnamed contact.

A little serious talk between Brahman and that man... "You take care of everything, I don't want any evidence left behind."

[Okay sir, I'll make sure everything's in order.]

"I'm waiting for the result."

"No one can ruin my life, Isti, I'll make sure he doesn't follow your wishes anymore." Brahman.

Brahman realized that all evidence of the evil he had committed belonged to Abram, and Isti wanted to use it as a weapon for revenge. Then, he had to get rid of the person who posed a great threat to his life.

*******

Nightfall...

As usual, Jaelani comes to replace Ryan who has been looking after his mother since noon. But now Jaelani is with Nella.

"Why are you here." Ask Ryan.

"I'd like to visit Aunt Isti ... Is that wrong ?." Nella answered as if she was unhappy with the question.

"It's not wrong, but the clock will soon be finished, only one person can wait in the hospital."

"At least I want to know, is Auntie okay."

Complicated Ryan to answer Nella's question, he felt worried, because anyone could see it, if there was no progress from the treatment Isti had undergone to date.

"Tante will definitely be fine, so there's no need to worry about Nella." The one who answered that was Isti himself.

Full of confidence and hope if the disease he is experiencing now will be cured, but for Ryan the picture of his mother is not so.

The mother just wanted to make everyone breathe a sigh of relief, no worries to her and still smile despite having to be forced.

Heavy breathing, pale face and the sound of a heart detector sounding weaker, the mother who worked day to night is now stretched weak, without Ryan can see again the spirit as before.

Until a nurse walks in to do treatment for Istianti at curfew. Everyone in the room was asked to leave until the nurse completed her task.

"Now, you two go home and remember Ryan. You gotta go to school tomorrow, don't make your mom mad, it's gonna ruin her health." Jaelani gave a strong warning.

"Okay sir, I get it." Ryan couldn't resist because that was what his mother wanted.

But only a few steps Ryan and Nella will leave, from the treatment room Istianti, the nurse hurriedly took out the patient bed occupied by Isti out of the room.

From the room the guard nurses ran over and helped when they had to bring someone who was in a critical condition.

Ryan saw his mother passing by, of course the feeling of discomfort came, he followed the chase, until stopped by the nurse when his mother entered the ICU room.

"What happened sister." Ryan was confused to ask.

"We'll check it out, father and brother please wait outside."

"But...." Ryan was not patient.

"Please understand sir, we will do everything we can, so pray that Isti's mother can be saved."

Everyone was sitting limp outside, tonight being the longest night of Ryan's life, because he realized what was happening now made him remember his father.

Where the mood of the moment, anxiety came, trembling all over the body while the mouth did not stop to pray and in the end their hope had to be cut off by death.