About Us 1 & 2

Episodes 10

"Hana, you shot me when he was dating you."

Sean threw his gaze when he heard Mika's words. There is no way Hana can do that, Hana knows very well what kind of relationship she has with Mika.

"Gue knows you won't believe it, but Hana says, she deletin you just to be able to deket me." continued Mika.

Sean seemed to be blown away from the reality that he had been trying to disguise. His heart did not believe his best friend's words.

Hana, the woman who has always been the only waiter in Sean's heart, all this time she was only used as a link between Mika and Hana.

There was no way Hana was that cruel, There was no way Hannah could have done that.

"Gue told you once, Hana's not a good girl. Sean, I knew today would happen. I told you once, stay away from Hana."

"Quite Mika, I don't want to hear the woman's name mentioned again. I don't care if he lives or dies" Sean said flatly, with empty eyes staring straight ahead.

"lih...! you can hook Sean. But the look on your face can't lie to me. You still love him so much."

Sean threw his gaze aside, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Back he reached into his pants pocket and took out a cigarette. He ignites the fire but Mika restrains his movements.

"Enough... Sean. Don't break yourself again. Hana doesn't mean enough to make your life ruin like this" Mika said as she picked up a pack of cigarettes and a match in Sean's hand. Throw it out of Sean's reach.

"But Hana's pretty good, she's able to make you lose your identity." Connect Mika.

Plaaak. The sentence was simple, but it was enough to make Sean fight himself with his mind.

What kind of life is he living right now. What is he looking for in a life like this?

He did not know, like there was anger that made him have to live a life like this.

Not just Hana, but Rayen. The two men collaborated to make Sean squeezed by the circumstances. Those two people were able to make Sean fall abysmal in this. Thanks to the greatness of the two people, created Sean who is currently.

Sean the heart was frozen, with a burning rage burning him. Sean is rough and cold, Sean is sharp lips and deadly hand.

Sean's mind drifted far away, his eyes constantly staring blankly ahead. His jaws were still tightly clenched, his hands clenching at each other.

Her face flushed red, Mika who saw her like that, was no longer able to cool her down.

Sean is not a man who can be chilled with words. He will only be satisfied when his emotions are channeled well.

For hours he let Sean so, Mika just accompanied him on the side. Letting Sean be consumed by his own anger, not even the cold of the night wind could cool his heart.

Until the dawn broke in the morning, there began to be a speck of bright light in the eastern horizon. Adhan's voice echoed, they didn't sleep all night, just stayed with each other without budging from where they were sitting.

On the pat Sean's big shoulder. To stop Sean's war with himself, it's time.

"Sean, let's go to the mosque."

"No, you're aja. I was too dirty to go in there" he said with a still fiery look, looking straight ahead.

"It's not your dirty body, Sean. But your deeds. You can't clean it with a shower, you can only clean it there." Mika pointed towards the mosque not far from her home.

Sean just looked at her without even getting out of his seat. His ass was too strong in that chair. Mika who saw Sean like that could only sigh deeply. Back he sat down and embraced Sean's large body.

"Not for you. Pray Papa, as a longing medicine that you have not had time to give as long as Papa lives." said Mika softly.

But those words were enough to make Sean's big body palpable. Like losing his energy, now his anger is also changing with guilt. Mika knows, Sean loved his Papa bigger than his affection for Mr. Rayen.

With Sean rising from his chair, he staggered towards the mosque. Just up the Masjid yard, Sean's back was like slapped hard.

Some of his past is remembered, when he and Fandy often pray Friday congregation at the mosque near Mika's house first. Lessons Rayen never taught her.

Every step into the mosque, one by one the beautiful memories that Fandy once gave him were twisted sequentially in his memories. Om Fandy is a man who plays an important role in his life, why he could never forget about Fandy for years.

Where lies the time to a father who once saved him from that depth. Only for the sake of a woman named Hana, Sean was able to leave everything behind.

Sean was able to forget the important role of his best friend, where he was when Fandy and Mika needed help. Mika is always there when she is at the lowest point, but why, even a fingernail she is not able to reply.

When the first rakaat was on the run, Sean cried sobbing as the priest scrambled the first verse of Al-Fatihah. For a long time he had forgotten this holy verse.

There was a feeling of calm that started to spread in his heart, a feeling that he had been looking for in various places, but he forgot to look for it in this place.

How stupid, how dirty. As a servant he forgot his creator. The more melodious the voice of the priest reciting the verses of the Qur'an, the louder the sobs that Sean felt.

Every now and then the sound of his cries broke out, like there were drops of dew that started to slowly extinguish the embers in his heart.

One by one the worshippers began to leave the mosque, but Sean was still swept away by the crying. Mika only waited for him until Sean's feelings calmed down. He knew that his best friend was still very unstable in his attitude.

Sean is hard from the outside, the more you want to know his heart, the harder it is. But if only once we could see his heart. Then the real Sean will be seen, his heart is fragile, very fragile even.

The flame in his heart was only a protector, a protector he used to hide his fragility. There's a wound there, which no one can touch.

He's been keeping it for a long time, and right now, it's possible that the wound is growing.

Sean began to hiccup, it was difficult for him to end his crying. Gently Mr. Ustadz's hand touched his hanker.

"Get yourself, son. Don't let Satan rule you." said Mr. Ustadz who saw Sean still crying and bowed.

"Every servant, must have been guilty. Don't let that guilt devour your power." softly.

"Pardon yourself, atone for your mistakes with good deeds."

Shortly after hearing Mr. Ustadz's remark Sean removed a trail of clear grain that momentarily made him fragile. In the second half of his eyes, kissed Mr. Ustadz's hand with reverence. He thanked me before leaving the mosque.

Sean washes his face before leaving the mosque. Reuniting with Mika is a gift for Sean's life. Again the man was able to make Sean who had been clear, now able to stand upright again.

Embrace Mika's shoulder while returning to her wooden house. There was already Megi with his eyes waiting on the porch of the house.

"Sister... Let's have breakfast." said Megi as he passed inside.

"Son's brother too." continued without looking back again.

Actually there is no hunger in them anymore, but they have to force to charge, because from yesterday they have not eaten anything.

Megi deftly served two dishes of fried rice and two glasses of warm tea on the table, Before he left the man.

Sean fed each rice, he was never served like this by Rena.

Why is Mika so cheating?

Mika has a Papa and a sister she never had. If he could choose, he would be willing to exchange his current position with Mika.

It doesn't matter that he has to stay in this cage, the important thing is that the house is warm.

"Sean, can I have some help?"

"Whatever you need, just say it."

"Gue wants to get back to work on the ship, I need you to take care of Megi."

Sean dropped his spoon, heard the clinking sound of the spoon and plate quarrel.

he welcomed his tea glass and took a few sips, to encourage the food that was stuck in his throat.

"Gue can't, I can't" he said spontaneously.

"Please Sean, I'm afraid of leaving Megi here alone. There's Mirza who always shadows her life."

"Gue can matahin every bone of Mirza for you, but I can't take care of Megi for you."

Mika scratched her head and let out a long sigh hearing Sean say. Spontaneous Once in its nature, there is no stale or subtle rejection of Sean's lips.

While there were ears that heard the conversation of the two of them in the room.