A Friend from Malaysia

Feeling Hit

"Awak (you) ni ready?" asked Zubaidah trembling.

In his heart he could guess who the person who called him was. The only person who knows where Andini is, the bad guy who kidnapped her is of course.

There was a sound of noise there.

"Mr Zubaidah seems to have forgotten me? Andini has she forgotten?"

"Tu-sir Y?" Zubaedah felt his lips tremble with that name. His feelings are mixed, confused between anger, anger, sadness and the feeling of hoping to merge into one.

"Mrs. Y or Lucas. Ilham and Hafiz didn't say anything to Puan?"

Zubaydah got up from his seat. He had long wanted to meet this man. The man who kidnapped his daughter and always played with his family. But only this time he had the chance to speak to this person directly. Usually when Sonia is still healthy, the ex-wife of her son is often the mediator among them.

"Where's Andini? Where's hmm? Saye replied, Mr Y! Answer saye!" Hysterical at once mastered it.

There's still some weird sound across there. It seems that the person who claimed to be Mr.Y really enjoyed the hysterical attitude of Zubaidah.

"Mr Zubaeda, from the beginning I told you Nirwan family not to play games with me. Including having to obey what I want. Forgot?"

Zubaedah grunted withstanding anger.

"Mr Y, we have for almost 8 years, always according to what you want. Even though we don't know who you are. The marriage of Saye Ilham's son was once a bet. What exactly do you mean by doing this to us? Not only abducting Saye's baby daughter, you also want to destroy the marriage of saye's son. They are not wrong either. We don't know what our real mistake was. And not only that, saye Hafiz's son also berkate that you have stolen and deceived to take stock of saye's father-in-law. And .. more surprising, said Mr. juge who killed saye's father-in-law. Right to?!"

His eyes that were almost sleepy became fiery hot as it held back the anger.

"It wasn't me who killed Tengku Yahya Nirwan. But your own daughter" Lucas said with triumphant intonation.

"A-ape?"

Zubaydah felt like he had heard wrong. What did he say that guy was? His own daughter killed his in-laws.

"Am I not saying it clearly? All right I'll say it again. Please open your ears wide, Mother. I said, the one who killed Tengku Yahya Nirwan, is not me. I wouldn't be so stupid as to dirty my own hands to do the riskiest thing like that" Lucas said. "Your own daughter did it."

"the e-ape? What are you saying? Don't try to lie saye. Enough all this time we fooled you but not anymore! Saye won't believe anything you say. Nah! That's impossible!"

Hearing the thunder in broad daylight, Zubaidah was shocked by the words spoken by Mr. Y it. His heart refused to believe it. Until whenever he won't believe it. Nah! This is impossible!

The rarity of Lucas' or Mr.'s mouth. Y, back to sound. This time it sounded cruel and heartless.

"I'm not lying. It is precisely saye Rase Puan Zubaidah who is lying to himself. Wh why? Did your longing and desire for your biological daughter back into your arms disappear after hearing this good news? Yuri. Mrs Zubaidah knew her before, didn't she?"

Zubaedah swallowed his bitter-tasting saliva. The figure of the girl named Yuri was imagined, the girl who was said to be her friend Hafiz and Yola while sitting in the Elementary School in Jakarta. The girl he said framed Hafiz, his son with a confession of being pregnant, urges Hafiz to marry him, and also the girl who had robbed Ilham's apartment as well as the one who just a few hours ago Hafiz told me that the girl was an accomplice of Lucas, who was Lucas's, the man who became an enemy of his father-in-law until finally today was arrested as a suspect in the murder of Tengku Yahya Nirwan. And the girl with her myriad of blur, is that really her daughter? Yuri. Nah! That's not possible. Again the word impossible was like echoing in his eardrum, as if denying the worst in order not to become something real.

"Wak lies .." growled Zubaidah in the lowest tone. He could no longer speak in high tones. Afraid that what the man said was coming true.

"Mr Zubaidah's land wants to believe it or not. I just told him what I wanted to tell him" Lucas replied, sounding light and heartless.

Zubaedah inhaled a deep breath and threw it away slowly.

"Evening to know this now? After all this time you've been playing us, hum?" tanya Zubaidah.

"Hahahaha .. very good question, Mum. I understand your curiosity, therefore I will answer. Because I'm glad to see you Nirwan's family is suffering. It is very sad when someone who does it but his descendants who have to bear it. I mean Tengku Yahya Nirwan, what he has done to me in the past, what he took from me in the past, all must be in return right?"

"What's? What did my father-in-law do to you? What has he taken so you can do this to us?! Say!!"

Zubaidah's screaming voice made Ammar wake up and sit on the bed.

"Grandma ..." call her.

Zubaydah realized there was Ammar there and hurried back to bed and hugged his favorite grandson.

"Grandma kenape?" Ammar rubbed his eyes.

"No. Take ape. Ammar go to sleep again, hum?"

Ammar, the little boy knew something must have made the grandmother upset. He did not want to bother her or make her even more burdened with his disobedience. Ammar nodded and then returned to his body.

"Good boy, Ammar sleep, honey. Ammar's going to be there early tomorrow, right?"

Ammar nodded. Then the boy again forced his eyes shut.

"Don't you dare think about it!" reply Zubaidah wrath. His hand of spontaneity grabbed Ammar's hand and grasped it. Afraid that his grandson would disappear from his grasp.

"Hahaha .. try to protect your granddaughter if you can. Even your own biological son you can't protect him. And by the way, Mrs Zubaidah, you don't want to know how Yuri killed her own Atok?"

The words of provocation from Lucas seem to be enough to make Zubaidah back hysterical. And that made Lucas laugh even more.

"Don't you! You are a demon!! Woe to you who have messed up our family like this! Saye won't let your life settle down. Saye will report you to the mase juge police!" zubaekah shouted increasingly.

"Please! You can do it if you want!" lucas answered lightly and then he turned off the phone call.

Want to report it to the police? Hohoho, it's not that easy! inner Lucas. Since he hung up the phone, he decided to run away. Escape from the pursuit of Malaysian or Cambodian police. That's not hard for him. He was the leader of the Black Pearl. International illegal drug trade syndicate that has a lot of experience and transverse and has a relationship with the mafia-mafia class in the world. Is it hard to just hide? Nothing will change with his life. He still enjoys his freedom. Sure was!

With the news he reported to Zubaidah tonight, Lucas believes he has hit the Nirwan family more than anything. He just needed to watch from his hiding place.

Meanwhile Zubaidah could only be stunned in bed, not believing what he had just heard. Thousands of feelings raged in his heart. Oh my God, how is this?

Yuri is his son? What should he do with this reality that is now before him? If only the news he received was about the death of his son. Surely his heart will not reach this seal. Maybe Zubaidah will try sincerely to accept it. But this, Yuri? Yuri's? Yuri's? How can we face all this? If that is true, then that child is the one who has killed his own atok. The child he was born with killed his own grandfather!

All night long, hugging Ammar Zubaidah could only cry over the bad luck that had befallen him.

***

In the morning, everyone gathered in the Nirwan family's dining room. Zubaidah, Ammar, Putri and Hafiz are staying overnight in this house.

Everyone had a good breakfast at the table. Only four, there is usually Ilham and Yola until the breakfast agenda becomes quiet, plus all there is no sound. But it doesn't feel like it. There is something different at the dining table. The atmosphere.

Hafiz glanced at the Princess who seemed to blush sitting next to Hafiz. They look like an official married couple sitting side by side at the dinner table like this. Hafiz slightly lowered his smile imagining that as well. But again not that.

Hafiz looked at Ammar in front of him. The boy was also a little quiet this morning. Usually he will issue babbles that make the grandma admonish him not to make a sound when eating. But this time the boy was silent and only ate his bread and drank a glass of growth milk that was always provided every morning and night for him.

Now Hafiz's attention turned to Zubaidah, the Mamah. It looks like a patch on the face that has started to wrinkle. Not the wrinkles are different this morning, it is very natural if a person's skin begins to wrinkle at the age of past fifty years. Yes, Zubaidah is that old. Hafiz wondered in his heart what made Mamah her face so swollen like that, like crying all night.

Hafiz was not her real child, she was not the one who had conceived and brought her into this world, but what the Mamah felt, she could also feel. It was like a sense of sadness that was surging in his mind today, even though he did not know what the cause was. Perhaps it is because in his body also has flowed blood Zubaedah from the milk he gave when Hafiz was a baby, to create an inner bond like this. Ah, Mamah, what makes Mamah sad and cry like this? inner Hafiz.

"Ammar, did you go to Tadika sent by Uncle Hafiz alone, hum?" Hafiz began to speak breaking the silence that had occurred at the dinner table this morning.

Mamah Zubaidah raised his head, and so did Ammar.

"Hmm? Ken?" ask Ammar plain.

Hafiz never took her to school. It was obvious that he would suddenly be astonished by this offer from his uncle.

"Driver's uncle and his Daddy Ammar are not here, uncle Hafiz is also today not ade job. So let the uncle send," replied Hafiz.

"Impact. Let Mamah send Ammar, it's okay," replied Zubaidah with a hoarse voice, making Hafiz more sure that this Mamah is indeed crying over something all night.

Butwhat? There was no bad news last night. Precisely what he told Zubaidah was some good news, right? Yuri, the suspect killer Atok Yahya was finally caught. Not only that, they also finally get back the stock sale letter between Yahya and Lucas and only need to wait for the notary Atok caught to be able to clean up the mess related to Yahya stock. And the matter of Ilham, Yola and Sonia also seemed to have no bad news from them. Ilham still had time to contact him at dawn just to ask the continuation of the case of Yuri's capture and what they could do to make Yuri's punishment even more severe and could catch Lucas at once.

"Let only Hafiz send Ammar to tadika, Mah. All Hafiz bring the Princess also dizzy here, shopping for food at the market juge. He may also get bored at home. It's the house no Yola anyway," said Hafiz. "Right, Put?"

"You're good enough to be mamah, you didn't hear?" sahut Zubaidah with annoyance.

That certainly makes Hafiz even more surprised Princess is no exception. Hearing the words of Zubaidah who sounded bitter and annoyed, he as a guest in the house certainly felt bad. In his heart wondered if it was possible for him to make a mistake? Is his proximity to Hafiz perhaps making the old man unhappy?

"Well, my daughter is not bored at home. Is there a TV? Can chat with ART's aunt as well. Hafiz, it's okay. Let the aunt who interraceded Ammar," said the Princess still with an unpleasant feeling.

"Ammar? Are you ready to go? Jom, Grandma sent," Zubaidah told his granddaughter.

At this time he is not at all interested in serving the curiosity of Hafiz and the bad taste of Princess. It can be taken care of later. There was a place he wanted to visit right now. So as soon as he drove Ammar to tadika ceria, the woman aged five heads was immediately forwarded his car to the police station (police station). He has to see the girl.

Yuri!

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