"I'm Tired, I Want to Give Up "

Convince Mr. Lalim

"Sorry, Sir! What do you mean?" my question is not understanding. Mr. Zul looked at me cynically, then smiled full of mystery.

"You don't act plain, miss. Everyone who came here must have brought a strategy and negotiated a lie. Then, get ready to hand over which part of your body I'm about to sacrifice!" the pressure is so creepy.

My heart suddenly thumped full of fear, cold sweat began to pour out. But I must be strong, to convey my purpose and purpose in coming to this magnificent residence of Mr. Zulfikar.

"I didn't come here in a hunch or negotiating a lie, sir. I came here with a clear purpose and purpose."

"Young women like you I'm sure only have ulterior intentions. You will definitely rely on your body to negotiate," he accused very cruelly. Like being struck by lightning, my entire body felt lifeless. The accusations are so absurd, do I look like an untrue woman or do my face seem to be harboring ulterior intentions? Want to be angry, but I have a goal that has not been achieved, which is to take back Sya from the hands of Mbak Mayang.

I set my breath to calm and orderly. Then I started gathering energy. Sometimes I grimace at the pain in my temple that again hurts. "Yes... God, strengthen me!" inner praying.

"You misjudged me to be that cruel, sir. Do I look in your eyes like a woman with no self-esteem who is willing to peddle her body for a purpose?" my words trembled, tears welled up I could bear, but one by one fell.

"Lantas, what was your purpose in coming here. What clear purpose do you mean, miss? I'll only warn you this once, if you have ulterior intentions and investigate and want to negotiate a lie, then do not hesitate to get out of this palace, he said, I'll make sure your limbs are reduced by one" he said seriously. For a moment I was stunned, and my body seemed limp without bones.

After my strength was gathered, this time I ventured to tell Mr. Lalim my purpose and purpose in front of me. If I do not tell you immediately, it will be more difficult and turn the conversation, not to mention the allegations are not true.

"Sir, let me talk for a moment! To express my intention and purpose come to this Lord's residence." I said with full supplication.

"What is the point of your coming here, Miss? Don't let your goal be to just take away this precious time of mine for the sake of hearing your nonsense!" he said half screaming. I was surprised, very surprised.

"I beg you, return my continued child who was forcibly taken by your wife, Mrs Mayang!" I said straight to the core of the problem. Mr. Zul was silent, his forehead shriveling him as if unsure of what I was saying just now.

"What do you mean, Miss? My wife took the child forcibly you continued? Speak clearly, don't make the brain so dizzy."

"Yes, your wife Mrs Mayang forcibly took her biological child in a way that is not good" I said again clarified. Mr. Zul laughed cynically assuming what I was talking about was a lie.

"That's impossible, my wife couldn't possibly do an act that wasn't classy. I allow my wife to always see her biological child, and I know that. Because my wife always asked my permission if she wanted to see her son," he defended his wife. I have to prepare my energy and mentality again to reveal the truth. I can't wait to reveal it.

"That's not true, sir," I'm short.

"What don't you think is right, miss? Is a mother who for 9 months hard-earned should not meet her child and always be hindered?"

"Don't argue that it's cornered as if my wife is wrong, that wrong one is her ex-husband. Even my wife said, her ex-husband wants her back with him. If that happens, then step over my body first" he threatened seriously. I shook my head to deny all that Mr. Zulfikar had said.

"That's not true, sir. I'm not here to corner your wife, but I want you to know that what your wife is doing is wrong" I'm almost desperate.

"You're young, Miss. And your sayings sometimes like to be exaggerated even subtracted." I can only close my eyes to Mr. Zul's disbelief towards Mbak Mayang. Okay, maybe it's time I show you who Ma'am Mayang really is.

"Well, before you really don't trust me. Then let me show you something" said I, who only got a sneer from Mr. Zul's face.

I slowly opened the photo gallery and showed a video recording that had only happened for a few hours.

"Please sir, you can look carefully at the incident last afternoon at our house," I thrust my HP and I showed you the recording. Mr. Zul stared at the HP screen that was now in his hands. The look on his face is sometimes upset, not infrequently frowning.

Mr. Zul paused for a moment to look at the footage, then I tried to show one more video as Mbak Mayang followed to the PerkaSya Restaurant that afternoon.

Mr. Zulfikar was stunned when he saw the vidio that happened rather long ago. His face was fickle, annoyed, and disbelief was mixed there.

"So, what should I do?" Mr Zul asked about what he should do?

"I beg you, order your wife to return my Son My son. I beg you, Sir!" please again.

"I don't mean to corner your wife, I just want to bring back the child. And if your wife misses her child, then it can be spoken of without anger and emotion" I continued.

Mr. Zul stood up, then he stepped foot into the room that had first come out to see me. Moments later Mr. Zul came out with an unhappy look.

It only took half an hour, suddenly the person I was waiting for his presence to return Sya came. "Mad Mayang....!" my peek. Ma'am Mayang walked but not with Sya. He stepped past me and looked at me bitterly.

"Darling... have you waited a long time?" he kissed Mr. Zul's hand with reverence. "Who is he? Why is there a lock in our palace, baby?" he asked with his hands pointing towards me.

"Mad Mayang....!" myrag.

"What... Ma'am Mayang?" the pekik is not happy. I was wide-eyed at the arrogant behavior of Mbak Mayang.

"Mak Mayang, where is she? Please give it back!" my door.

"Yes, I'm not with Sya" he denied, standing arrogantly beside Mr. Zul.

"Darling, sit....?" tell Mr. Zul with a face full of anger. Mbak Mayang who was arrogant, now slightly lowered his head and sat with a scared look.