
Pov: Shaif
The girl was helpless. My efforts to keep him from knowing what happened were in vain.
Zee, now knows everything about his dark past, a past that everyone does not want to happen.
A year ago Hanif told me everything, who Zee really is.
In him there is no blood om Hanif, Zee was born because his wife raped a drug dealer, who robbed their jewelry store.
Time and again Zee's promise was aborted, but she firmly survived in the womb of the unwilling woman.
The small family om Hanif so a warm conversation of the community at that time, both in cheap coffee shops to expensive cafes.
Until finally they choose to leave their hometown, migrate to Jakarta, start everything from scratch.
The luxuries they once had perished already, they sealed off the true identity of the family.
Until the birth of a small baby named Gadiza Zidni. The figure was able to live in the pressure he received from family members, except for Hanif who sincerely loved him.
I know exactly how Aunt Ve hit Zee, pinched her stomach and thighs and forgot to bruise and turn blue.
Not to mention the profanity spoken by him, it would make anyone who heard it goosebumps.
"Based on your demon son, why won't God let me take your life first. Goddamn it."
As her friend I sometimes feel surprised, how there is a mother who behaves like that, all this time mama is always good at sharing love between us her children.
Sister Syabil, Sister Laras, and I, for mama all deserve her love and love.
But not with Zee, until adulthood Zee never get new toys and clothes, everything is always the former sister Dilara.
The spoiled girl hated her sister so much, that the disaster happened, I don't know, my family called her Azab, because Dilara's mouth was too dirty and cynical, she was good at slandering and scapegoating her sister.
Dilara never feels enough with what she has, and Zee is a piece of shit she thinks only exists to ruin her family's good name.
Dilara hates Zee even more when Hanif loves her more than she is her biological child.
Zee, the girl who never felt the beauty of childhood, other than with me.
I couldn't say anything when Hanif told me everything, the half-old man tearfully, many times he left his son to me.
"Om leave Zee, to you, If. Only you! Make her smile after a long time of crying."
"Why do you love Zee so much?" ask me at that time.
"Zee, entitled to affection, If, he's innocent, he didn't ask and didn't choose to be born from the man he was created for." om Hanif took a heavy breath. Then say again.
"Remember, If, Zee has the right to be happy, if om's life can be exchanged for his happiness, then om give it to him."
I didn't answer.
Zee, how I saw him so happy when he mentioned Jack Nichol.
Maybe I'm not going to make him happy, but I'm going to try to keep him.
Now, everything is clear already, there is nothing more to hide, no one who can open the dark past.
"Dad." the girl was delirious.
"Sheif, don't leave me."
I'm stunned. Under her consciousness the girl mentioned my name.
"No, Zee, I'll never leave you." I've got that weak body.
I rubbed a tear on his cheek.
My car was brought back to a hospital.
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"Where's Zedku?" a man barged into the ward where Zee lay with all the infusion tubes in his arms.
"Where's Zedku?" said riled.
"There's no Zedmu, he's Zee, not Zed." I replied, trying to hold back.
"I want to meet her, she's my future wife."
"Don't be selfish, Jack. Be an adult, you're just making the girl's old wounds bleed again, and you won't be able to treat her."
"What is this really about?"
"Ask your father, who told you and asked to unlock the secrets of the Zidni family to be reopened?"
"You mean the one who did this is my Dad?"
"Who else? Before knowing you, no one cared who Zee was, did they?"
Jack bowed, his jaw hardened.
"Dad, I told you not to kick my Zed, but you ignored him." The man's hands clenched. His eyes are looking at me.
"Sayf, I'll take my Zed, just relax this time no one will be able to interfere with this girl's life anymore."
He passed away leaving me.
You know where he's my name from. Did Zee say it?
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