Double-role

CHAPTER 110 (Season 2)

"WHAT?"

Not much different from what Zaidan said last night, now Alina does not believe if her best friend has rejected Dimas' statement.

Zara put her index finger right in front of her ripe lips, "shut, you can wake the kids."

Alina who moved from sitting down also dropped back on the sofa. He looked at the friend who was avoiding him.

"What are you thinking? Did you really let go of a nice guy like Dimas mas? You're the one who always told me to think about Zaidan's proposal. Because he's a nice guy who can make me and Raihan happy, but now-" Alina paused her speech when she saw Zara's little body shake.

He was surprised not to play and immediately walked up to him. "What's going on? Why are you crying?"

Alina clasped the hands of two friends whom she considered to be sisters. Zara shook her head slowly and glimpsed at him.

"There can't be nothing if you cry like this. Did someone hurt you and forbid you to be with him?" ask Alina.

Again and again Zara shook her head. "Then what?" Alina has lost her patience.

"I just don't want to let Dimas down. Because ... first mas Arfan after torturing me all out he said there will be no man who wants to marry you again. A woman like you is not worth having by anyone. You are useless and just a burden, if there is a man who likes you, I am sure he is a stupid man and will get bad luck. Because I'm so fucking married to you, you cheap woman. Damn carrier woman. I'm afraid Alina, I don't want Dimas to get my bad luck. And so, I can't take it." Zara continued to blabber as tears flowed back.

Alina immediately hugged him tightly rubbed his best friend's back slowly. She did not expect that Zara's ex-husband could say such words. So heavy is the past that must be passed.

Domestic violence is not easy to forgive coupled with painful words instill fear in Zara. Alina could understand how the wound was growing in her heart.

"I'm a fucking woman, Alina. I'm a very unlucky woman. I don't deserve to be loved by anyone. I'm a bad woman."

Alina could not hold back her tears anymore.she cried in silence feeling the deep wounds in her family's heart.

"No Zara, you're not that kind of woman. You're a very good woman .. You've proven it too, haven't you? Now you're hijab-wearing and deciding not to do anything like you used to. You also admit your mistakes and repent afterwards. You're not like the woman that Arfan, Zara, said" Alina tried to calm down.

Zara still sobbed behind her back and did not realize that two grown men had heard and seen what had happened. They did not believe what the woman had been through all this time.

The two enter while getting the spare key from Moana. Last night Alina deliberately gave it to make it easier for Moana to come to her residence.

However, the key was used by the child and his loyal bodyguard. They do not believe when they find the news does not wear it.

"For me .. You are not a form of misfortune. It is precisely your presence in my life gives a different color. The black that was always seen slowly gave off a colorful look as I looked at your whereabouts. Zara, to me you are a lucky one."

The warm words pierced through the sanurabi forming a melody haru shocked the two. Alina and Zara let go of a hug and turned to look towards the entrance.

They were shocked and immediately moved from their original place. Manik Zara and Alina widened watching their arrival.

"Ma-Mas Dimas? Mr Zaidan?" nervous Alina.

Dimas walked a few steps forward and looked at Zara who was looking down deeply. Alina who saw it shifted to the side giving them access.

"I'm sorry to hear what you said, but .. Now I know why you rejected me. Zara .. I want to say once again what is in this heart now."

Zara is silent, Alina and Zaidan bear witness to Dimas' confession. Both of them could not wait to hear all the confessions of the bespectacled man.

"Every person born into the world does not bring misfortune. Its existence is even able to give happiness to others. I don't know what love and pleasure behind it is just fixated on work."

"From childhood I was required to be a man who could master various fields of martial arts. My father said a man must be strong to protect the woman he loves. However, back then I didn't understand what he was saying and .. I tried to become stronger to be able to protect Young Master."

"All the time I spent from my teenage years until now was for work. However, after meeting you I realized that love is real."

"I love you so much, Zara. Can you be my companion? The wife and mother of my children? I also loved Naura as a child. The little girl opened my eyes to me if someone's whereabouts are very important in life." Dismissed with a gentle smile Dimas expressed everything that settles in the chest.

Zaidan did not expect that his colleagues, friends, and bodyguards, secretaries, and confidants could express love right before his eyes. He smiled and rubbed the clear liqud at the end of his eyes, hearing Dimas's earnestness.

"Zara, I didn't mean to make Dimas look better. Because he's my best man, but as long as we're body together. Just this time I saw he wanted someone so badly. His feelings for you are so sincere" Zaidan added.

Dimas reviewed the smile knot heard the saying of the master. He then clenched a strong hand to withstand the growing emotional turmoil.

Zara remained silent and bowed her head inward. He did not know what to react to after hearing such a sweet statement. This was also the first time that Zara could be fought so hard by someone.

Not long ago the sound of hurried footsteps approached. Both of Zara's legs were firmly crushed with the warm embrace of the baby.

The jet-black decomposed head was looking up, the pink lips widened revealing its white teeth.

"Naura .. wants the best for Mamah." Those words reminded him of Raihan. He believes that every child wants the best for their parents.

"Bismillah, with God's permission .. I want to propose to you Zara," continued Dimas who withdrew Zara's attention.

The ash-hijab woman finally looked up to see for herself the seriousness of her eyes. He could not help his grief and cried again.

Alina who was beside him immediately grabbed Zara's strong arm and rubbed her back slowly.

"He proposed to you ... What would you give in response?" whispered Alina.

Zara glanced at him briefly and Dimas took turns. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. His head in hijab nodded slowly making the beads of the three adults there widen perfectly.

"God, you deserve to be happy too, Zara." Alina hugged him tightly and felt his happiness.

...Seriate......