Devotion of Love

He's Too Precious

"Mother!"

"Mother!"

"Mother!" Shaila yelled many times, Hafidz could only shake his head at Shaila's attitude.

After a heated argument that led Hafidz to slap Shaila. Hafidz takes Shaila home. During the trip, Shaila was silent. At first glance, tears dripped from her two beautiful eyes. Shaila was heartbroken when Hafidz slapped her to defend Hanna. Shaila felt that Hafidz was starting to ignore her. Since Hanna became his wife, Shaila felt that Hafidz no longer loved her. Never slap Shaila, scold or say no to Shaila's request alone Hafidz never. The feeling of isolation felt by Shaila, made him not accept and intend to complain to Sinta.

Instead Hafidz could only resignedly look at Shaila's spoiled attitude. The slap Hafidz gave to Shaila. It will not be easily forgotten. Moreover, Shaila's screams echoed, as if a sign that there would be more debate. Mother Hafidz will not forget the rude attitude of Hafidz. Shaila may be an adult, but when she sulks everyone is made up in the fog. Including tonight when Shaila comes home with Hafidz. Of course there will be spoiled whimper Shaila who makes Sinta angry and hates Hanna even more.

"Shaila, lower your voice!"

"Yeshaaaa!" Shaila's shout grew louder, Hafidz could only shut up. Hafidz slowly followed Shaila's footsteps. Hafidz entered his house with mixed feelings.

"Shaila, brother please lower your voice. You can disturb Dirga. Maybe he's resting!"

"I don't care!" Shaila said, Shaila shouted to Sinta.

Shaila's voice echoed throughout Hafidz's house. The loud sound woke the whole house. Within seconds, Shaila had already created a tremendous panic. Some ART had come out to see, what was going on? Hafidz could only stop looking at Shaila who kept shouting with anger.

"What are you shouting?"

"Mother!" Shaila cried spoiled, just after she saw Sinta coming out of her room. Shaila hugged her mother.

Shaila was crying in Sinta's arms. He poured out his heartache. Not because of Hafidz's slap pain. But the rude attitude that Shaila never imagined was done by Hafidz. The older brother who had always protected her, easily raised his hand. He slapped and slapped her in public. Humiliate himself and hurt his heart that felt excluded.

Sinta came out with the mukena still intact. He was worried to hear Shaila's scream. Without even thinking of removing her face, Sinta went out to meet Shaila. The worry of a mother who does not want something to happen to her daughter. Gently and affectionately, Sinta hugged Shaila. Gently caressing her head, giving Shaila the real calm she needs.

"Now tell mom. Why did you come crying?" Sinta said softly, Shaila was silent. Shaila continued to hug Sinta, seeking calmness as well as a cure for her pain.

Sinta is confused to see Shaila silent. But as a mother, she could only wait for Shaila to say it herself. Sinta tried to calm down and patiently wait for Shaila's honesty. Sinta tries to calm Shaila's troubled heart. Sinta occasionally looked towards Hafidz who was standing not far from them. With a mother's instinct, she senses that there is a problem between Hafidz and Shaila. Because she never once saw Shaila cry. When there's Hafidz guarding him. If not the existing problem was caused by Hafidz.

"Sit down, you'll get some water for you!" Said Sinta warmly, while leading Shaila sitting on the middle sofa.

"What's wrong with her? You two are fighting!" Dirga said suddenly, Hafidz immediately turned his head. He saw Dirga was already standing right beside him. Then not long after, Hafidz nodded his head. Hafidz confirmed Dirga's words.

"That's it, no need to think about it. We know the nature of Shaila, she can only cry and complain. Without thinking her self was wrong!" Said Dirga, while patting Hafidz's shoulder slowly.

Dirga invited Hafidz to sit right in front of Shaila. You can imagine, who is right and wrong? It's just that Dirga is pessimistic, Sinta her sister can see the truth. Not even continue to defend Shaila is wrong. Since long ago Sinta always spoiled Shaila, whatever Shaila said was always the truth? What is right is always wrong Sinta said? The obvious fear Dirga saw in both Hafidz's eyes. Anxious to think about the anger Sinta will receive.

"Why are you crying?" Dirga said coldly, Shaila looked up at Hafidz. Then Shaila turned towards Dirga. Shaila's tears seemed to be the answer to her pain.

"You're mute or deaf. Answer my question, why are you crying? Answer, instead of looking at Hafidz sharply!" Said Dirga coldly, Shaila wiped away her tears. Regulating breathing that starts irregular. Shaila's sobbing voice began to weaken.

"Sister Hafidz slapped me!" Shaila shouted loudly, Dirga immediately looked at Hafidz. Dirga saw a justification and regret of Hafidz's silence.

Praaayyyrrrr

The sound of broken glass echoed throughout the house. Sinta was surprised and unexpected. When his ears heard Shaila's words. Sinta felt angry and sick, when she found out Hafidz slapped Shaila. A brother who should be loving, even the heart to slap his own biological sister.

"Mother!" Shouted worried Hafidz, he ran over to Sinta.

Hafidz pulled Sinta's body away from the broken glass. Hafidz checked every inch of Sinta's body. Fear of broken glass injuring Sinta. The real anxiety as a form of affection Hafidz to his mother. Hafidz hugged Sinta tightly, as he knew none of Sinta's body was injured.

"What does Shaila really say?" Sinta said coldly, as her hand pushed Hafidz's body away. Sinta refused Hafidz's embrace, she was angry at Hafidz.

"Sorry!"

"So right you slapped him?" Sinta said coldly, Hafidz nodded slowly.

Plaakkk

"Mother!" Hafidz said in disbelief.

"Since when did your hand start to lift up in front of Shaila? Did you forget Shaila was your real sister? What's the reason that made you so good? Are you going to trust your papap? If at any time you have to look after Shaila? You won't hurt her heart. You will care for and love him!"

"Hafidz khilaf!"

"You're Khilaf, since when has that been the answer? Will you be Khilaf? When your hands start to lift on your mother!" Sinta said angrily, Hafidz looked down regretfully. He could not see Sinta's anger. Hafidz had great respect for Sinta. He did not want to hurt Sinta.

"Not so mother, Hafidz can explain everything. Shaila also knows why I slapped her?"

"Whatever your reason is Hafidz, you shouldn't have slapped Shaila. He's your real brother that you have to care about. Not only did your slap hurt her cheek, but her heart screamed at your rude attitude!"

"I'm sorry, Hafidz mother, Hafidz was not on purpose!"

"Quite Love, you shouldn't blame Hafidz. Without hearing the reason for his attitude. He's already apologized, let him explain why. I believe Hafidz did it, out of anger at Sinta's inappropriate attitude!"

"But whatever Shaila's fault? Hafidz should not be rude. He could say fine to Shaila!"

"Love, you're innocent or pretend to be stupid. Since when was Shaila willing to hear the opinions of others? He only cares about his dirty thoughts. It's time you heard his mistake, not kept defending him!"

Sinta fell silent, Dirga's words cornered her. Admittedly or not, Dirga's words are true. She always defended Shaila, never once did Sinta open her mind. Admitting that Shaila can do something wrong. Sinta always thought Shaila was right. Including when Shaila's family problems sticking out. Sinta supports Shaila, though it is clear that Shaila has been wrong. Shaila, who had forgotten her duty as a wife, felt right before Sinta. The reason that made Sinta let Shaila stay with her.

"Shaila, tell me why Hafidz slapped you? He is not a rude person. I'm sure there's a good reason he slapped you!" Said Dirga wisely, Shaila stared fixedly at Dirga. Hafidz bowed, he resigned whatever Shaila said. He had expected the silence he received.

"I sparred with Hanna, then Brother Hafidz defended her and slapped me!"

"Sister Hanna, she's your sister-in-law!" Dirga Sahut.

"I never admit it. Especially for her sake, Brother Hafidz slapped me in public. Brother Hafidz yelled at me, he made me a spectacle clown!"

"You slapped Shaila, just for Hanna's sake. Have you lost your mind? That's how much you love Hanna. Until you forget the thick blood between you and Shaila!" Sinta was full of emotions, Hafidz silently listened.

Sinta's anger cannot be denied, not justified Hanna's opinion. But refuting Sinta's words, Hafidz could never do. He has great respect for Sinta. Sinta's struggle to raise him, can never be avenged by Hafidz. Only Dirga thought clearly, assuming Shaila's words were just excuses without truth.

"Not only that, Hanna questioned Hafidz's earnings. He is concerned about the income that our brother gave us. Hanna can't take it brother gave us some of his income!" Shaila said without sin, Hafidz shook his head weakly. He disagreed with Shaila's words. In fact, Hanna never had a problem with any of that.

"Who did Hanna ask like that? She's only been your wife for a few days. He has dared to question your income. Hanna wants to take care of you, is she satisfied when you're away from me?"

"Mother, Hanna isn't like that? Shaila was too far-fetched. Hanna never asked me for my income. He never bothered, where do I split my income?" Hafidz said softly, Sinta stared intently at Hafidz. It's as if Hafidz wasn't defending Hanna.

"Mother listen to yourself, Brother Hafidz defended Hanna. He denied the mother's words. Hanna was never wrong in Hafidz's eyes. On the contrary, we who are always wrong have a nasty plot about Hanna!" Shaila heated up, Hafidz could only shake his head in disapproval. He was unable to refute Sinta. Moreover, the words of Shaila continue to corner Hanna. There was no gap Hafidz defended Hanna.

"Silence you are Shaila!" Shouting with emotion, he pointed his index finger at Shaila. Dirga could no longer bear it, hearing Shaila corner Hanna.

"You talk too much, and your words are nothing more than lies. Do you think I'll believe it? If Hanna is having a problem with Hafidz's income. Whereas without Hafidz's income, Hanna was able to stand on her own!"

"I mean Dirga!"

"Why are you surprised Hafidz? What I said is true? Didn't Hanna never ask about your job or income. On the contrary, you also never know, what are the businesses that Hanna manages? You are too late in your love, until we forget the meaning of love itself!"

"Hanna is not a woman. He's not a spoiled child, like your sister Shaila. Women who can only spend money, without knowing the difficulty of getting all that. Hanna is a hard worker. The luxury he possessed, never made him greedy. He had always lived simply with his efforts!"

"So much too much. He's just a spoiled kid who can shop. The proof is that he's having a problem with Hafidz's income!" Sinta's voice was still tight, Dirga shook his head weakly.

Braakkkk

"See the video well, after that you talk. Who's in the wrong? Your manjamu daughter Shaila or the daughter-in-law you doubt Hanna!" Said Dirga, while throwing his phone at Sinta.

With trembling hands, Sinta looked at the contents of the video Dirga showed. It is clear that the beginning of Hanna's fight with Shaila. Even the loud slap of Hafidz, sounded loud in Sinta's ears. Hafidz looked down speechless, when he saw Sinta holding her chest. The loud sound of Hafidz's slap. The lightning tub that struck Sinta's body. At first glance Sinta's tears dripped, when she saw her two hearts fighting. As if a cracked glass, the beginning of Shaila and Hafidz's relationship began to stretch.

"No way!"

"Love, open your heart's eyes. Hanna's not as low as you think. Hafidz was wrong to slap Shaila. But I'll do the same. When my wife is no longer appreciated. Including my sister and my own mother. Know one thing Sinta. Hafidz is married to Hanna, because she loves Hanna. Not for you to doubt and you despise!"

"I wouldn't doubt him if he deserved it. Supposedly as an older sister, Hanna could succumb to Shaila. Instead as a wife, Hanna should be able to unite Hafidz and Shaila. Not being a spectator, as if Hafidz and Shaila's quarrel was something fun!"

"Mother enough!"

"Why are you angry? Isn't mom right, Hanna just shut up when you slapped Shaila. Hanna kept arguing with Shaila. He should have been wise, relented and admitted wrong. As long as it can avoid a fight!"

"Mother is wrong, Hanna didn't shut up when I slapped Shaila. Hanna never blamed Shaila. He was silent every time Shaila insulted him. Hanna's not that bad, she's a precious woman. Mother doesn't know him, nor do I. If you think, lucky Hanna married me. Mommy is wrong? I'm the one who doesn't deserve to be his priest!" Hafidz said softly, a drop of clear tears soaked his cheek.

Hafidz lowered his head while covering his face. Sinta heard the sobs of Hafidz. For a long time he never saw Hafidz cry. Tonight, both ears heard Hafidz's deepest scream. The pain that inexplicably began to plague his heart? Sinta was silent in silence, Hafidz's tears pierced the recesses of her heart. Sinta started to feel tightness in her chest. He saw his son was sick, very sick.

"Hafidez!"

"Mother, Hanna is no ordinary woman. He's too precious, to hold mother despicable. Hanna doesn't deserve to be blamed. He never cornered mom, why do you always demean her? I was the fool who forced her to marry him. If real self-esteem continues to be insulted by the people I care about!" Hafidz said, Shaila and Sinta could no longer say. His lips were muddled by the tears of Hafidz.

"Hafidz, why are you crying for Hanna? you're a man, you don't deserve to cry for a woman!"

"Why mother?"

"What do you mean?" Sahut Sinta did not understand.

"Why should Hafidz know Hanna? If in fact, Hafidz was the one who insulted him. Hafidz's stupid love that made Hanna worthless in the eyes of this family!"

"Hafidz, forgive mom!"

"Hanna is like a sparkling pure gem. His heart is soft and warm. Hafidz like dust grains in front of him. As Hafidz pursues the world endlessly. Achieving success for mother. So that the mother is not lacking. At the same time, Hanna works for humanity. Financing many foundations and orphanages. Forgetting the luxury of life, for the sake of giving a decent life to the needy!"

"Hafidz you're kidding me!" Sinta said in disbelief, Hafidz smiled cynically.

"It's not Hanna who's despicable, but Hafidz your greedy son!"

"Love, I won't ask you to learn to accept Hanna. Because Hanna deserves a much better mother-in-law than you. Hanna's too precious!" Dirga said, then stood up leaving Sinta.

"Shaila, once again you insult Hanna. Om will make sure you live miserable. Let you know what hard work means!" Dirga dingib told Shaila.

"Mother, Hafidz is home!"

"Hafidz stay!" Sinta said, Hafidz shook his head weakly.

"I'm starting to rely on Hanna. I began to feel at ease beside her and felt foreign without her!"

"But this is your house!"

"My house doesn't warm me anymore. This house is getting foreign, ever since Hanna was left out of this house!"

"Mother please, stay over at least for your longing!" Said Sinta pushy, Hafidz speechless. His heart and mind are with Hanna.

"Stay, don't let a mother beg!"

"Hanna!"

"I'm just here to apologize!"

"Darling!"

"Mother, never blame Brother Hafidz for his rude attitude. His anger was only for a moment, forever Shaila his sister. There has never been a sister who intentionally hurt her sister!" Hanna cupped both hands in front of her chest. Hanna was standing right in front of Sinta.

"Darling!"

"Sir Hafidz is very tired. Let me take your anger. I'm his rib now, so let me bear all his faults!" Hanna said loudly, Hafidz shook his head while looking at Hanna. With a blink of an eye, Hanna seemed to say everything was fine.

"Why do you accept this insult?"

"Because he's my husband, the leader who doesn't deserve insult. Let him stand up straight with all his flaws!"

"Mother, this hypocritical woman is just a tongue-lick!"

"Shaila shut up!" Shouted Sinta loudly.

"It's been a very late night, I'm sorry to go home!"

"Sir Hafidz, stay here. Mother needs you, too much to hear!"

"Good night!" Hanna then walked away.

"I'm sorry!" Hafidz's whisper was right in Hanna's ear. Hafidz hugged Hanna tightly from behind, leaning on Hanna's shoulder.

"I have to go home!" Hanna said softly, releasing Hafidz's embrace.

"Darling, we're home together!"

"Trust me, I'm fine. I won't be weak, just because of your family's doubts. My love isn't that fragile!"

"I'm sorry, sorry!" Hafidz said, staring at Hanna's back away.