I'm The One You Throw Out

Clarifications

A room is transformed into a meeting place, where they will face off against the news hunters. A long table was prepared at the very front, that was where Fatih and the others would sit.

In front of the table, rows of chairs were also prepared for the reporters who raided Fatih's restaurant. They worked together to make the press conference closed from the public and did not interfere with the routine in the building.

"Jago, get all the reporters to the hospital!" The brief commandment from Fatih describes the place chosen to be the great meeting.

He was in another room with everyone, including Zafran and Doctor Ferdi. They didn't let Zafran go back into his room. He who has the most share in the problem, and must solve it completely. Clearing the names of Fatih and Seira, also removes the fear in Rayan's heart and restores Naina's trust in the figure of a father.

Fatih was speechless staring deeply at the figure of Zafran who was lowered on his wheelchair. Maybe if he was not a patient, already battered by Fatih. Unfortunately, he had to endure all that.

Fatih was jumped when her phone suddenly rang. Seeing the name of the caller, the hustle lifted him without waiting any longer.

"Yes, honey. There's no problem, right?" ask Fatih quickly.

He glanced at Zafran who suddenly looked up to hear the affectionate call Fatih said. Sharp and piercing, also threatening to make Zafran can not linger staring at him.

"Mas, they're all gone, but Jago's still standing in front. What's up, Mas? Did they really go to the hospital? I'm afraid Mas why-not," Seira replied sounding panicked and agitated.

Fatih smiled, she was happy whenever Seira worried about her. However, that smile instantly turned cynical, as Zafran again looked up at him.

"You calm down, yeah. Mas will solve everything here, whatever happens this problem must be finished right now. You are at home well, do not go anywhere," said Fatih who did not escape his eyes from staring at Zafran who often stole glances at him.

Oh, Zafran's heart is in pain. Remembering when he was still with Seira. The woman is always at the forefront in case of problems in the warehouse, anything. As for him, he can only complain and complain without providing a solution. It is very inversely proportional, with Fatih, his ex-wife does not need to do much. Just stay home and be calm.

"I'm going there, I can't relax at home, Mas. I'm going there."

Seira's voice sounded panicked, Fatih smiled again and Zafran looked at her with a jealous look. How much did that man get Seira's attention? Oh, of course you are. He was, too, moments with women he never appreciated at all.

"Dear, baby. The horrors! You don't go anywhere. Believe the same, Mas. I promise that nothing will happen. You trust your husband, don't you?" fatih replied while convincing Seira to stay home.

He does not want Rayan to be exposed throughout the channel, let the child remain hidden and the public does not need to know about his figure. The figure that became the main topic of the problems made Zafran.

"You promise you won't do anything?" Seira's voice weakened.

"Yes, honey. Promise me it will be fine. You pray at home that everything can be resolved well today. Relax, yeah. If you can't calm down, you can't focus either" Fatih said earnestly.

Not only did Zafran listen to his conversation, but also Hendra and Nisa, Gilang and Doctor Ferdi. With jealousy in Nisa's heart, she wants Hendra to act like Fatih can patiently calm her down.

Zafran glared as Fatih closed the connection and looked back at him.

Wh-tok-tok!

"Sir, they're all here!"

Fatih frowned, it was the voice of Jago. Didn't Seira say she was at the restaurant? Oh, that man is indeed like a witch who can easily move places just by teleportation.

Gilang opened the door, according to orders from Fatih, both of them carried all the reporters towards the prepared building. Follow Fatih and the others.

That day, the entire television channel broadcast their news. Seira sat in front of the television, as well as Lita. Mother and Biya are also Bi Sari who plans to go to the restaurant urung because they do not want to be left behind by the clarification news.

Zafran bowed, in contrast to Fatih who was sitting upright staring at all the cameras. Their auras were both very opposite, Fatih looked more prominent than the others. It links the fingers on the table, justifying the loudspeakers that are in front of it.

"Ekhem." Pounding pressing nervous.

"Today, no questions answered. Today we will all listen to the clarification of the person concerned in the video. Hopefully after this, the news about the video that is circulating will be dim and disappear because the one who experienced the biggest impact of this problem, is my son and one other child. Please!"

Fatih handed over the loudspeaker to Zafran, the reporter's spy all spinning highlighting Zafran who was still down with shaken shoulders.

"Basic loser! You don't pantes called Dad, Zafran!" as if Lita was sneering at the man.

"Your coward, Zafran. Raise your head like you made a scene in the whole universe so that everyone can see your face!" furious Seira impatiently wanted to hear what Zafran was going to say.

Hendra nudged Zafran, asking the man to speak immediately. Apologizing to everyone about the lies he's made.

"A-I'm .. I-I'm sorry to everyone. Especially to the people affected by my videos. I just want to make it clear that they .. they never forbid me to meet my son. Well, it was just my essay just because I wanted to meet him soon, but it turns out I was wrong. All that just makes it further away from me, and also ...." Zafran.

Staring at the camera with her red eyes wet again. This time he looked earnest, and full of regret.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry about you, baby. Naina, please forgive me. Please don't hate me, baby. Sorry Dad." Zafran.

Lita was stunned, she straightened her body when Naina's name was called.

"Dad also apologized to you, son. Rayan, I'm sorry Dad. If you're not ready to accept Dad because of Daddy's bad past, Dad will be patient waiting for you. I just wish I could hug you before death. I'm sorry, son, because I was never in your infancy. Forgive me, Father."

Zafran's crying is getting more and more bitter. All the reporters silently listened, it was heartless to see the man cry regretting all his actions.

"Hey, I'm sorry, Seira. Forgive me, I confess my guilt and sin with you. Please forgive me."

Seira fluttered while holding tightness in the chest. Even if the incident had been a long time ago, it was not easy for Seira to forget all the pain that Zafran had once inflicted on her heart. His eyes twitched withstanding the cries, a strip of clear liquid fell down and instantly swept over him quickly.

Suddenly Rayan's little hand rubbed her cheek, she shook her head when their eyes met.

"Don't cry, Mah. Forget all, so that your heart is calm. Rayan has been able to accept everything, Rayan has also been able to accept Dad."

Seira hugged him, shedding a cry over the small shoulder.

*****

"Nai I'm sorry Dad. Even though I'm not Nai's father, Nai still loves me."

Lita looked at her daughter. The little girl smiled, she looked always firm and strong. Lita pulls her body into a decapan, feeling proud of having Naina as her child.