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Trying strong

Aqila returned to the room after delivering Dirga's departure. Today was the most heartbreaking day in Aqila's life.

The marriage he dreamed of so far has been extinct already, seiiring know all the harsh realities of today.

With a sigh, Aqila sat her body on the top of the bed still with a messy appearance.

Even his eyes looked puffy because all day he kept crying.

"It's free to have a husband as handsome and as rich as a Hero if he doesn't have a heart at all" said Aqila and stared at the rest of his room. "I also live in a room more luxurious than my room but I will never be happy."

Slowly Aqila laid her crumbling fists, closing her eyes hoping to forget everything that happened today.

The Flashback

Being in the courtyard of the house, Aqila looked at Dirga with a hopeful gaze. Aware of that gaze Dirga stroked the top of Aqila's head.

"Yes, sister, I promise I will not tell this incident either papa or mama." as if knowing Aqila's thoughts, Aqila had already nodded.

"Yes my brother believes." Aqila turned Dirga's body, bringing her sister in front of her sister's favorite red sport bike.

"Well and go home safely" said Aqila accompanied by a beautiful smile. He did not want to make Dirga see him still sad.

Unlike the case with Dirga who did not feel like leaving her brother with Hero. He knew that Aqila would be tortured again.

"But sister, can you also promise me."

Dirga looked at Aqila who had nodded and saw that Dirga reached for the phone and changer in her bag.

"This is my phone, brother. All my friends' contacts are here. Take it and use it because I know that one day you will need it." Dirga gave the phone to Aqila's still silent hands.

Actually Aqila did not bring a cell phone because last night when Hero took her away, she did not bring anything except the dress she was wearing.

"Wear my brother and I hope he's always in good health." Dirga rode his motorcycle, put on a helmet and looked at Aqila who was still silent. "Sister, I'm leaving now. Assalamualaikum."

After Aqila answered the greeting, Dirga left her alone. His eyes were staring at the phone in his hand.

...

Walking inside, Aqila's eyes widened to get the Hero who was on the doorstep by putting on a flat face.

Seeing that Aqila quickly hid Dirga's phone so that Hero would not pick it up because it was the only thing that was very valuable to her at the moment.

"Did Hero see Dirga's phone?" aqila muttered in her heart but as much as possible just act ordinary.

"Quick go get some rest because tomorrow morning you have to come with me." didn't want to ask much, Aqila just nodded after it stepped away.

Flashback Off

...

After a long journey, Dirga finally arrived at the house that had been grown up with Aqila.

Opening his helmet and going down the motorbike, Dirga stared at the whole view in his yard.

Until the shadow of his childhood is again present, when they are playing hide and seek, chase, swing and much more.

Remembering all that Dirga sighed.

"There is so much sadness for Aqil, he has to leave this house and live in a more luxurious house but will torture his mind" said Dirga again exhaled.

With a sad look, Dirga entered his house and got his parents who were watching television.

Both of Dirga's hands were clenched tightly, after knowing all of Adit's indecent actions to Aqila. "The bad father."

Dirga walked in just like that, ignoring the calls of his parents who kept saying his name.

Seeing such an unusual Dirga, papa Adit and mama Laura threw a puzzled look. Dirga who always approached him with jokes, suddenly did not care about them.

"Pa, Dirga why?" asked mama Laura who answered papa Adit by shaking her head. He also had no idea what had happened to his youngest son.