CURTAINS OF THE PAST

RESCUE EFFORTS

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"Hows it? Do you understand now?" Ridha approaches Iffah. He lifted Iffah's chin with the knife he had grasped.

"Then what do you want from me?" The sound of Iffah shaking restrained the fear.

"I don't need anything from you, you've taken everything from me. Ghaliku... You're just like your mother. Acting pretentious, generous, he even asked your father to marry me. Cuiiii..." Ridha turned back to Iffah.

"Although I'm sorry, but I will never leave Akmal. At least, I can do anything to take my revenge on Wulan past you." Rida was satisfied at that time. His face revealed a triumphant grin.

"But mother's gone too far, mother. Mother had even harmed me and Arjuna, so Arjuna died for it." Shouted Iffah. He had no empathy for his stepmother. According to him, Ms. Kandung Ghali was just too much to suggest.

"Then you think I'll care?" Rida is no less screaming. He looked back at the face of Iffah who no longer described the fear there.

"Mothers... At least, you still value your mother as your wife, don't you? I never abandoned my mother." Iffah again softened his voice. He was increasingly trying to make his stepmother aware of the mistakes he faced at that time.

"That's why I hate you, hate you so much. Your father is only responsible for me as a husband. But he doesn't love me." Ridha's voice.

"Your mother is dead... But he also brought your father's love with him. And i'm... I just look like a very pathetic wife all day long..." He wiped his tears out.

"Therefore I hate you so much... You are the Wulan who lives within you. That's how your father told me." He came back grinning.

The power of Iffah disappeared instantly. His fear suddenly appeared. She saw seriousness on her stepmother's face, to hurt herself and her future baby.

"I-mom... Be calm. Don't you feel sorry for Ghali?" Iffah asked as if he had a new weapon.

"Shut your mouth... Ghali you even took from me. He hates me, but he cares so much about you." Ridha's screams are getting hotter.

"He only cares about the truth of mother..." Iffah cried again regardless of the death of his stepmother.

"Biadaabic... Heaam said to me" Ridha was like running out of patience. He half-running about to stick the knife he held and drawn towards Iffah.

Iffah. He could do nothing as the rope restrained his body. He simply closed his eyes welcoming the pointed blade that would be stuck into his body part.

A hug of warmth felt by Iffah suddenly.

Is this a dream?~ His murmur in the heart.

Am I dead? Oh Allah... What about my baby?~ Crying.

Antoninya's Mint fragrance warms her feelings. The fear within him disappeared instantly. She felt, over time her husband felt more real in her body.

Slowly, Iffah opened her eyes.

Toni releases Iffah from her arms. He was very surprised to hear the screeches of Iffah who was in his arms. He looked behind him.

Haru's view happened.

The knife Ridha used to injure Iffah, regardless of his grasp. Blood stuck there. Dropping one drop at a time from one's body was none other than Toni's own sister-in-law.

"Mother..." Call Ghali to the frightened looking Ridha back then.

"Damn..." Toni cried while capturing her sister-in-law who almost collapsed and covered in blood.

Yes, Toni tried to save Iffah, while Ghali tried to save both of them from her birth mother.

"A-a-pa sa-ya... Ka-kak i-par pa-s-ti le-ngah un-tuk di-ri ka-kak i-par sen-di-ri ji-ka me-lin-du-ngi ka-kak-ku..." Ghali still tried to smile and laugh, although the pain made him talk stammer.

"Hush still... You're not an angel without pain, you idiot." Toni's tears piled up for a moment.

"No way... There's no way I'm killing my son..." Ridha walked backwards while looking at her hand that stabbed her own son. Regret permeates his mind.

The police immediately took Rida. And some evacuated the CTF.

Toni tried to get her half-conscious sister-in-law out of there.

Toni remembered Ghali's request. Don't let my mom hurt sister-in-law... Please tell the police not to hurt my mother... And it turns out, he sacrificed himself so that the police would not do something that made his mother hurt.

"Ghali... We'll be at the Hospital soon, Dek." Iffah. His hands were unceasingly grasping the fingers of his half-brother along the journey they took.

Toni let Iffah cry. He himself did not know what to do at that time.

Before, Toni took the time to inform her parents. He did not give details, but Toni told him of Ghali's critical condition at the time.

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