I'm taking you off, Mas!
From Mouth Down To Heart
Afkar prefers to go home with a feeling of resentment in his heart.
Looking for Syafa at Mr. Rio's house, his father-in-law did not produce any results at all. And most upset her when she heard the news that Yara was married. The group's corporate leader EHZA announced the wedding news to all of its business associates.
Afkar learns of the news from the story' of one of the business associates who came to Erza and Yara's wedding.
"Heh, a famous person with a lot of treasure cannot make a festive feast for his own wedding. It's so sorry Yara. If he's willing to come back to me I'll make a very lively party for him" Afkar grumbled as the man was about to get out of his car.
Afkar's appearance looks messy, Syafa's departure managed to make the man slumped undisturbed.
"Where are you, boy!" reprimanded Bu Nuri when Afkar had just set foot inside that luxurious room. The real owner went from there.
"Searching for tranquility!" sahut Afkar then passed from in front of Bu Nuri.
The middle-aged woman regretted Afkar's current attitude. Really separated from Yara and abandoned Syafa made Afkar lose his identity.
"Oh my God, it's all my fault!" Bu Nuri bowed sadly remembering her mistake. "Yara, forgive mother's selfishness!" lirih Bu Nuri who deeply regretted her attitude.
The regret that had not ended before the apology was said to the person he hurt.
"Mas," call Mira to prevent Afkar's move.
Hearing Mira call him Afkar stopped his steps. The man turned around and walked closer to his sister.
"What's wrong?" Ask Afkar.
Mira also handed a letter to her brother. "So someone delivered this letter!" Afkar accepted it.
"What's this?"
"Come away!"
Afkar immediately opened the letter. The man's lips smiled slanted as he read the writing printed in the appeal letter on Dhiya's custody filed for him.
"It turns out to be true, Dhiya my son must be with them right now! Ok I accept this challenge. You think I'm scared!" afkar grumbled as he squeezed the paper he was reading. The man was about to continue his steps.
"Mas, wait!" Mira again prevents Afkar's move. "I don't even know the man in front of me right now. You are not Mas Afkar, my brother." Mira shakes her head to see Afkar's attitude is increasingly changing.
"Afkar your brother does not exist anymore. I'm the new Afkar! Afkar who cannot be oppressed. I don't like what I have in other people. Erza and Yara should know that I can't just hand Dhiya over to them. I have power at the moment" Afkar said firmly. His eyes were sharp with clenched hands.
Mira tries to walk closer to Afkar. "I know Mas Afkar is losing his memory right now. But it does not mean to be a father who has the heart of his own son. Dhiya is still a child, she still needs Mba Yara's affection, Mas!" Mira tries to remind Afkar.
"You won't know the feelings, Mom! Because you don't have a child yet, Mira!" Afkar Sentak.
Bu Nuri who heard Afkar speak in a high tone felt surprised. All this time her boy never yelled at Mira. He loved his sister so much. Bu Nuri was afraid that Mira who had just recovered from her depression had relapsed.
Afkar has really changed.
Mira shook her head to get a rude response from Afkar.
"I really didn't expect it, so it's like this! I can't stay with a guy who doesn't have feelings like you, Mas!"
"Why don't you accept my current attitude. If you can live on your own without Mas. please get out of here!" Afkar's growl. The man chased Mira away by pointing towards the door with his hand. Please allow Mira to leave the house immediately.
Mira smiled wryly. He felt that he was no longer considered by Afkar as his brother. The woman turned to her room to pack her things.
"Nrank ... Conscious, Son! He's your brother!" Bu Nuri tried to prevent it. "Stop this discussion. Your father died not long ago, why should a dispute like this. Can't you make peace. You are brothers and sisters," said Bu Nuri with tears that began to linger on her cheeks.
The middle-aged woman did not expect her family life to fall apart like this.
"Prevent Mira, Kar! Mother please!" Bu Nuri held Afkar's hand.
"Let him go! I want to see where his ability to live in this city without any capital. He thought it was easy to live in this big city!" Sindir Afkar as Mira comes with one suitcase in her hand.
"Mother don't worry, there are a lot of good and humble people out there. I don't want my life to be infected with a hateful and selfish heart like Mas Afkar. Mom could have found me at my place in the care yesterday. I'll work there!"
Bu Nuri shakes her head. "Don't leave mom, son! at least 7 days after your father's death. Stay here!" prevent Bu Nuri.
"Don't look for Mas if you're in trouble there! Listen to that, Mira!" shouted Afkar.
Mira looked at Afkar sadly. She really did not expect that memory loss changed all her brother's attitude. "You'll be sorry after losing everything, Mas. Especially when your memory comes back!" I can only wish you the best Daan Mba Syafa.
Mira also stepped out of the luxurious house.
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Elsewhere, the newlyweds were relieved by the news that Riko gave. Roko Erza's assistant gave the news that
the first appeals court letter has been sent to the defendant, Afkar Chairi, the father of Dhiya Almeera. All preparations in the lawsuit contain the identity of the Plaintiff, including the name, age, occupation and residence of the plaintiff. As well as posita is the fact of events and legal facts, and petitum is the things that are demanded by the plaintiff based on the position is complete in the hands of Riko.
Yara glanced towards Dhiya who was currently already in their midst.
Erza takes Yara and the little girl to her old house.
"Mas, how long is this child custody appeal process! I don't want to hang too long. Poor Dhiya?" Ask Yara who is worried about the trial trip that will take place tomorrow.
Dhiya who was in the back seat was sound asleep. The little boy looks exhausted after a day together with the cute and adorable baby boy from Kak Ima.
Erza is back in focus with her wheel. After stopping for a moment because of the phone call from Riko. His assistant, who spoke about the trial, appealed for tomorrow.
"It usually goes a long way, about 9 to 12 trials. But you don't have to worry I've hired a reliable and well-known lawyer to accompany and represent us in the interests of Dhiya's custody dispute case. Some files about negligence are ready to be proof," said Erza while reaching Yara's hand. His face looks doubtful. "I assure you this trial is not that long. After everything is done. We're just getting ready to move to a new place." Erza pulled Yara's hand towards her lips.dyed the back of the hand for a long time. Without shifting his focus while driving.
"I believe you, Mum!" Finally Yara gave her best smile to Erza.
The filing of a child custody lawsuit that is quite draining of time, money, and energy was easily resolved by Erza. Especially if it's not about money.
Although Yara could not attend the trial for any reasonable reason there was at least someone who came to represent her. Everything was prepared by Erza carefully.
A journey that does not take time. Erza finally reached her old house.
Tin ... Tin ...
Erza honked the car horn so that the guard would open the gate.
Yara was still glued while in front of the mansion. He felt no stranger to this house.
Erza put her car back inside the house.
"Mas, I think I've been to this house?" yara. He felt confident that he had been to Erza's house.
"Then anyway? When's? Why did you come here?" Erza asked as she shook her head at Yara. The man was about to get out of his car.
"I've never allowed anyone to enter this house, baby! Except for Miss Ninis, the woman who used to work here!" The car door is open. Erza just dropped one leg. Yara had already spoken in a high tone and made Erza slightly flinch.
"Huh ... Then is this Bi Ninis' boss's house?" Yara looked in disbelief.
"What the hell are you, honey? You know Bi Ninis?"
Yara nodded her head slowly. "Why, Mom! Because I've replaced him for a week cooking in this house!" yara.
Erza held her eyebrows together when she heard Yara's words. The next moment the man smiled happily.
"It turns out you and I have been dating for a long time, baby! It is possible that from the cuisine you make it makes this heart fall in love with you. The word from the mouth comes to the heart!" Erza doesn't believe that the woman who used to cook at her house is Yara.
The woman who had made Erza fall in love with her cooking even though she had not met Yara before. But through food the feeling brought Erza back to meet with Yara. Until now they have been husband and wife.
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To be continued
