About Us 1 & 2

Episode 1's

A boisterous sound of applause was heard as the final note of Megi's piano play was completed. The little girl in a white dress got up from her chair and developed a smile from her tiny lips on the cafe customer.

A second later he ran back and saw the clock circling one of the wrists.

"It's almost ten in the evening, I have to be fast" he said, as the watch's needles showed the time was getting late.

He quickly tidied up his bag and asked for permission to go home. His job as one of the singers in the cafe, making Megi's name ugly. This 18-year-old girl must be willing every night to come home late, because of her work demands.

"Mas I'm home, yeah, it's ten o'clock." Permission when passing the cafe cashier.

"Udah picked up, Meg?" ask the man to the young girl in front of him.

Megi shook his head, sighing slightly heavily.

"Have waited inside, I'll call if your invitation is nongol."

"No need, my. I'll just wait in front."

"Later you kidnapped om-om just found out," said Wahyu, the man who guards the cashier.

"Hc .. ha. There's-there's you, Mas, I'm back first."

Megi waved his hand and passed away leaving the cafe. Only five meters from the terrace of the cafe, Megi waiting for his invitation to come.

"Follow me!" A handsome man drags Megi's wrist strong.

"Where, Brother?" ask Megi confused.

"Just come along!" The man further strengthened his grip and forced Megi to follow in his footsteps.

"Sir .. sick," Megi groaned, as he felt the man's grip getting stronger.

"Silence .. so nice!" snarled the white man, violently.

"Relse ... Brother want to sell me again at the domino?"

"Diem .. ssttt .. sstt!" The tall man orders when Megi puts up a fight.

A punch struck the handsome face of the white man, making his tight grip on Megi's wrist slip apart. The little girl quickly changed hands.

All the mockery slid from the mouth of the man who was now holding the wrist of the cute girl.

"What the hell is that?" Push the man who is currently holding his jaw, it hurts.

Back the tall, burly man clenched his jaws, his hands clenched firmly again. When he wanted to throw a mash on the white man's face, his hand was pulled and blocked by Megi's small body.

"Enough sister Mika .. sister Mirza. Enough's enough!" megi shouted, stopping the war between the two men.

"Come ... come!" Mirza pulled back Megi's wrist.

Back the hard blow hit Mirza's white cheek, this time harder to make Mirza's tall body fall flat on the ground.

"Enough .. enough Mirza, don't ever touch Megi again, or you won't let me live!" threaten Mika hard in front of her face.

Mika pulled Megi's hand away from the demon-hearted man. He could no longer bear to think, Mirza, could repeatedly sell a brother who was bleeding the same, with blood flowing in his body.

Mika took her bike and hugged the girl's body in front. Mirza could have pulled Megi, if she was sitting in the back bonfire. No matter how the bike is pedaled, the speed will not be faster against the bike.

"Megi, Brother please run as fast as possible when you see Mirza around you, Dek," said Mika who was still clenching her jaw in anger.

Mirza has brought Megi to her judiciary. Instead of selling Megi to the debt collector.

What Satan is possessing his younger brother, until he is very willing to sell his younger brother for his own satisfaction.

"Sister, Mirza's sister had bloody lips, she's fine, right?" ask Megi, worried.

"Enough, Megi! Enough ... Don't call him your brother again. Your sister is just me, just Mika. Consider Mirza dead, Megi."

"Sister, but Mirza's sister is-"

"Enough ... don't mention the Devil's name in front of me!"

Megi closed his mouth before the man behind him grew even more furious. There was an anxiety that enveloped the little girl's heart, as she saw one of her brothers get hurt, how could she forget about the relationship? Blood is definitely thicker than water. Mirza is still her sister.

Mika stopped her bike in front of the Gypsy building. Megi always broadcasts the night here, working in two places in one night. Strong, the little girl was so strong that she held all the weight on her shoulders.

Without Megi's orders, he entered the building. Greet some of the announcers who just finished. He quickly entered the auditorium.

Megi immediately sat down and stopped the ad that had replaced it on the radio.

"Good night. Meet Megs here again."

"Megs will be spending the night for the next two hours on the 90.6 FM Gypsy radio. In the show sharing our night's story."

"Well, just call 0821********, we'll share your story with Megs, and the loyal listeners, of course."

"Just get the first caller. Hello, who's Megs talking to?"

"Hello, just call me your Secret Fan, Megs," replied someone on the other end of the phone.

"Hehe. There's been a Secret Fan, Megs there. Maybe this story is hard for you to tell, to keep his identity secret. But no problem, everyone has their own private domain."

"Well, without wasting much more time. Secret Megs fan, please share your night story with Megs, and our loyal listeners."

There was a long sigh at the end there, it was difficult to share this dark story, for the heavy-spoken man.

"Megs, what are you going to do?

When you meet the woman you're about to marry, you're in a bed with a middle-aged man in a hotel room."

Megi was silent for a moment, he seemed to be slapped by the question. He recalls several times being in a hotel room with a middle-aged man. Disgusted, Megi himself was disgusted when he remembered the incident.

"Megs, are you still there?" The heavy voice of the man resuscitated Megi's daydream. He wiped away the water that had fallen from his eyes.

"Yes Megs is still here, sorry I'm silent waiting for the continuation of the Secret Fans story. The weight must have been felt by the Secret Fan Lord back then. But there must be a reason behind the actions of Mr. Secret's future wife."

"Any reason cannot explain his wrong doing, Megs. If you were in my position what would you do, Megs? Will you accept it or forget it?"

"Alright .. I think if you can't forget him, then you should be able to accept him. Accept all his mistakes and turn a blind eye to his past stories. But forgetting his mistakes is also not as easy as closing his eyes, for sure."

"But if you want to forget it and don't want to continue that already tarnished relationship. The key is only one Master, you should be able to forgive him. Not to accept his guilt, but to your heart. Your heart needs medicine to heal a wound, and the medicine you can only get from starting to open an apology for it."

"One more point for my Secret Fan Master. You must be able to forgive yourself, you must forgive yourself, who blame yourself for the mistakes made by your partner. Don't blame yourself for the mistakes your partner made behind your back, sir."

"This is how God makes you aware, pain indeed. But that's what's best for you, you see the bad side of your partner first before it's too late. And one you must believe in, God has prepared a better heart, replacing the heart that you lost from your heart, Mr. Secret Fan."

"Thank you, Megs. Thank you, for everything."

"Thank you again Mr. Secret Fan. Thank you for your participation. And ... a song to encourage the hearts of Mr. Secret Fans. Here it is ... About Missing from Virzha."

Megi opens his earphones and puts them away. Recalling his secret fan's words, he remembers how Mirza, the older sister who was supposed to protect him, tried repeatedly to knock him out.

There was heartache that could not be forgotten, but the bond between him and Mirza was also not something that could be let go of just like that. Although Mirza always hurt her, she always tried to forgive. Forgive all Mirza's actions that resemble those demons.

Megi looked at the clock in his hand as he exited the auditorium, already past midnight. He stepped quickly and saw Mika who was still patiently waiting in front of the building.

Mika gives the jacket she uses when she sees Megi walking closer to her. Covering the little girl's body.

Relax, Mika pedals her bike, occasionally whistling and singing, forgetting the time that is now far past from midnight. There is a joke every time Megi came home to work with Mika, for Megi, three men sent by God in his life is a gift that can not be replaced with anything. Even if one of those gifts is still lost.

After pedaling his bike through the cold atmosphere of the night increasingly gripping, they arrived in front of a simple house that was still walled with wood.

"Assalamualaikum, Papa." The voice of Megi's spirit, breaking the silence of the early evening.

Mika who followed in her footsteps could only smile and shake her head. There is still a spirit left after tired of talking on the radio and flaming at the cafe. Her voice was endless, Megi always seemed cheerful when at home.

To relieve the anxiety of his father who is currently lying limp due to pneumonia disease suffered by the old man.

Megi seemed to forget all the bad events he experienced, trying to forget every bittersweet memory scratches inscribed by the Heart of Satan, Mirza.

"Little Girl Papa just got home?"

"Ehem." Megi nodded, opening his jacket.

He ran hugging the thick body of the middle-aged man who was now starting to take care because of illness. Like a child who hugs his father for longing. He acted as if he was just a small boy without a burden.

Mika who witnessed the incident almost every night, just cute. He just smiled and then passed to sleep. How could a young girl so powerful withstand all these burdens. His sister was so spoiled in front of her Papa, but turned like steel out there.

"Eh .. Don't hug Papa. Don't want you to smell sweat." The father's response, when his little girl, hugged his body while lying next to him.

"Megi scented Papa, do not believe try Papa just kiss," he replied that still attached the body to the man's body.

"Megi sleeps there in the room, don't disturb Papa!" Get rid of the man, on the girl who every night always interrupted his sleep.

"Don't want to, Megi just want to be here to sleep with Papa," said Megi bandel.

"Don't, you'll disturb Papa's sweet dreams. There ... there!"

"Ih .. don't want to, Papa." It's getting a hug.

"When the angel of death comes, how will you take Papa's life? You hug Papa like this, later he can't take Papa's life."

Suddenly the young girl gently hit her Papa's lips, like angry at the man's words.

"Don't say that, no one can take Papa, as long as Megi hugs Papa like this."

"Yes .. anyways who would dare to take Papa away, if there is a beautiful angel next to Papa."

"Yes ... dong," Megi replied with a fluffy smile on his lips.

"But, dear, he is still a child. Ha .. ha .. ha."

"Ih ... Papa's. I already know," Megi replied pursing his lips.

"It's big enough to still stick together Papa like this. It's hussh ... there! Papa's going to sleep."

"Yes, Megi sleeps here." Megi was still puckering with his embrace beside the man.

There is no place more comfortable than in the arms of the father.

Like what, clever Megi hide tired, the father will still be able to feel the fatigue of his daughter.

Especially at the age of Megi who is very young, he should play and learn, not even work until late at night like this. There was a feeling of failure in the heart of the man, he was unable to do much to fulfill the life of the princess alone.

A life of bitters and hard, should be the path of her little daughter. Too bad, Megi is smart and also beautiful, his life should be better than now.

However, the failure was not only once, he also failed to educate one son.

The older brother who was supposed to give a hug to this little brother, instead posed a threat to his life and future.

Fortunately, his first son could be someone who replaces his role. The role of him who protects this family, and the role he who supports their family.

There was a clear grain visible in the corner of the middle-aged man's eyes. He looked at the plain face of his sleeping little princess next to him.

"Your father, son." The tip of the head of the little girl who had entered the dreamland.

"If Papa hadn't failed, you wouldn't have experienced any of this. Forgive Papa's failure to make you suffer, son."

Outside the room, there was a pair of eyeballs still staring at the incident. Mika was still awake because of the noise that arose, before the silence of the night brought the voice away.

"Mika also failed, Pa. Failing to be a good sister for Megi," he said softly, deliberately whispering so that the man did not listen.