I'm The One You Throw Out

Hunted

Meanwhile, at Fatih's restaurant, Seira still calms Rayan down and persuades him to eat something at a glance. Plus little Fathiya who suddenly became fussy, added to the anxiety that had plagued her heart.

He walked out to Rayan who was sitting down in the hut with a plate of rice while carrying Fathiya. How troublesome Seira was, but she did not look tired.

"Darling, Brother eat first, yes. This is Mamah already my favorite food Brother, the tomb first, yes," pinta Seira while sitting behind Rayan who daydreams staring at the fish under the hut.

The boy shook his head, no matter what he was thinking, no one knew.

"Shhh!" Seira cradles Fathiya who is crying in a sling.

The baby did not want to suckle, he also felt restless as felt mamah and papah.

"Oh Allah, Fathiya. Honey, don't cry" she asked sadly.

He placed the plate on the floor of the hut, stood up again while fondling Fathiya. Rayan turned her head, feeling sorry for the mama who looked exhausted calmed her sister. He glanced at the plate, but his appetite for food on it was unshakable.

"Mother! Oh God!" seira complained while continuing to calm the baby.

Tired, maybe the baby was tired of crying. Looking for food to fill the energy. Seira sat back down after Fathiya calmed down with her ASI. The woman again glanced at the plate that Rayan had not touched.

"Honey. Eat, yes, son. Later Big Brother can have stomach pain if he does not want to eat," persuaded Seira again while holding back the cry that wanted to break through down.

Rayan looked up, looking at her manic sayu mamah who was inundated with water. His little heart knew the woman in front was trying hard and strong for him.

"But Rayan has no taste, Mah. Rayan's stomach is also full of taste," said Rayan said the reason why not eat.

Seira could do nothing. Forcing it, was tantamount to killing the child's trust in him. No one spoke for a while, they both just kept quiet and looked at each other.

"Sorry, Mom. Can I go to Den Rayan?" pinta is one of the female employees who has also become Rayan's playmate.

Seira nodded, coincidentally she also wanted to put Fathiya to sleep in the sling.

"Ah, yes, please. I want to put Fathiya to sleep first in the room," Seira replied as she stood up and rubbed Rayan's head before entering the house.

He laid Fathiya down carefully, but the baby woke up again as he was about to move on. Seira is forced to breastfeed Fathiya to make her sleep again. While, in the hut, the female employee was having a light conversation with Rayan.

Seira moved up, opened the curtains of the room window, peeking at them from there. Rayan seemed to listen well, Seira hoped that the eldest would eat and not continue to think about the news that was going viral.

He closed the curtain back, sighing long to reduce the tightness that spread in the chest. Why is everything like this? When happiness has just regained, there are always problems that shake him. Has nature not allowed him to enjoy happiness?

He lay down, his body tired and lethargic. His mind was convoluted, like a complicated tangled thread. He is difficult to parse it, although trying to be patient and calm, also leaning on the attitude of surrender. Still, the restlessness always comes shaking.

Until a reprimand from Rayan, stop her reverie.

"Well, Rayan wants to be fed Mamah," said Rayan standing in the doorway of the room while carrying a plate.

Seira opened her closed eyes, then turned and smiled before moving from the bed to approach her eldest son.

"here, baby. We eat here, yeah." Seira invites Rayan to sit in the living room, feeding her happily.

The boy smiled again, no matter what kind of miracle God gave through the female employee so that Rayan would bribe rice into his mouth.

"Well, what kind of dad is he?" rayan asked after gulping down the water Seira had given him. The rice on the plate had run out, but Rayan's question had Seira grumpy for a while.

"Mah!" reprimand Rayan again for seeing the dreamy Seira. "It's okay, if Mamah does not want to tell a story about Dad, later if Mamah is ready," continued Rayan understand about his mama feelings.

Seira looked over, smiling despite the force.

"Everything."

The woman nodded before speaking, "Alright. Dad is kind, loving, and responsible." That was before he betrayed Lita. Seira continued in the heart.

"Really, Mah?" Rayan was not happy.

"Yes, dong."

"Keep why could Mamah separate from Dad? And why did you kick Mamah out of the house first?" A series of follow-up questions from Rayan, making Seira's heart taste pain, but try to hold it so as not to explode.

"Mmc ... You know, all nature and its contents are in the power of God. So did the couple. Mama's soul mate with Dad just get there, it's a destiny that Mamah must accept. For the matter of Mamah being expelled, Papah has said it was just a misunderstanding because Mamah and Dad were separated, then Mamah had to leave the house," replied Seira while rubbing her son's hair.

Rayan shook her head, staring at Seira's bead, looking at the lie.

"Rayan is sorry, Dad. Rayan is also ready to meet Dad. Rayan did not want to nyesel kayak brother earlier, but if Mamah was not ready to bring Rayan to Dad, it's okay, really. Anytime we go there," said Rayan after finding what she was looking for from the bead of the mother.

Seira smiled, holding warm to her understanding son. If he can already accept, then why delay again. The sooner the better, hopefully after meeting and hugging his son, Zafran will not come bothering again.

*****

Outside, the restaurant was originally calm and peaceful, suddenly visited by a group of people who want to ask for an explanation related to the video of Zafran which is being viral. They are news hunters, a mix of journalists from different channels. After getting information about the person in question in the video Zafran from an omniscient netizen.

Sigap Jago and all employees secure the restaurant. Closing doors and curtains also prompts visitors to stay calm inside. They came like hordes of wild animals that went down the mountain from hunger.

It buzzed like thousands of wasps ready to attack the destroyer of his house.

"Sir Dirman, how is this? Mr. Fatih and Mr. Gilang are no more, what should we do?" asked one of the female employees in a panic.

How not? The news hunting group was not few in number. They filled the restaurant's parking area until it rushed to the entrance.

"Udah, just calm down, I'm the same other security team will secure them," said Jago who came out the other door and met his colleagues.

They broke through that sea of humans, slamming into the doorstep of the restaurant. Repelling reporters away from the main door.

"I hope you don't scare the visitors inside. What was your purpose in coming here? Tell me the same!" sentak Jago with a valiant position.

His tall body was large, enough to scare some of the scribe. He stood at the very front, without fear and hesitation.

"We'd like to meet the owner of this restaurant."

"Well, we want to confirm the news related to the video that is going viral."

"We heard the owner of this restaurant forbade him to meet his son."

Hearing that, Jago inflamed. Both of his hands were clenched, but he refrained from getting emotional. Who's in front of him? They are holy men who cannot be touched.

"Sorry, brothers. The owner of the restaurant was not in place, he was going with his assistant to straighten out the news. If you want to meet him, then come again when the owner of this restaurant returns," pinta Jago while disbanding them in an orderly manner.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing the commotion Seira leaves Rayan and Fathiya to find out.

"There are a lot of reporters, ma'am."

He nodded, opened the curtain, and turned.