Is it My fault, If I Desire Heaven..??

The destruction of Yahya's family

Since the disgrace news spread.

Yahya's business is a mess.

He often daydreams and is angry with unreasonable anger.

The harmony of the family that used to be now has been destroyed.

Debt starts where.

When the company is in a mess, and there is no income.

Mr. Yahya took out a bank loan to cover the life and lifestyle needs of his fantastic son and wife.

At the time Mr. Yahya was in need of moral support to survive.

Ms. Dara chose not to leave her luxurious life.

"I don't want to be poor, pa.!!", said Ms. Dara at that time continues to be remembered in the memory of Mr. Yahya.

Rachel is a child who cannot be relied upon at all.

Even his jewelry that can slightly reduce the burden of the house instead he used to be able to hurrah at the discotheque.

"Arkkkkk.!!", shouted Mr. Yahya to smash through the gabrik all the documents in his study.

Hearing a noise from her husband's study, Dara rushed off her face mask and ran to the study.

How surprised he was, seeing that everything had fallen apart, with Mr. Yahya crying hysterically on the floor.

"Pa..!!, papa gpp...??, this is why pa...??", exclaimed bu Dara approaching towards her husband.

Yahya looked sharply at his wife.

It seemed like it wanted to explode right then and there.

"What is this ma....!!, hahh.!!, what is the point of all this..!!", shouted sir Yahya plucking the pore back on his wife's nose and pulled the net of Dara's hair cover.

"Why the hell is this papa..!!, stop..!!, papa will know this is all routine care mama..!!", cried bu Dara firmer than her husband.

Mr. Yahya then laughed like a madman.

"The cost of your treatment for one week can be used to connect our meals in the next few months.!!", exclaimed Mr. Yahya approaching his wife.

"That's papa's duty as a husband.", ketus bu Dara fix his hair.

Suddenly the phone call from Dara rang.

"Rahel..??" said Dara's mother raised a vidio call from Rachel.

"Hay ma...!!, look who I am again.!!, my friend's friend when I went to college, hahahaha, I never thought we could meet again at this discotheque, I want to know if I want to go home in the morning, bye ma, love you", said Rahel closed her phone.

"Look.!!, the same mother's child is the same.!!, do not understand our condition as how now", exclaimed Yahya sir sitting limp on the sofa while squeezing his own head.

"Papa want to make mistakes mama.!!, inget pa...!!, papa will contribute more in the management of Rachel.!!, papa himself said, we only have Rachel..!!, so let him live have fun", exclaimed Bu Dara did not accept.

A moment later, Yahya's phone also rang.

"Yes..!!, why else.??, have I said, handle everything until the news disappears from circulation", cried Mr. Yahya with a snapping tone.

Before long, the look on Yahya's face came back in shock.

He doesn't seem to believe what he hears.

"A, a..., what.??, our project all failed..!!, investors backed off.???, broke....!!", exclaimed sir Yahya dropping his phone on the floor.

"What pa..??, broke..!!, no pa, I do not want to live poor....!!", cried bu Dara shook the body of Mr. Yahya who is still sculpting.

"Pa..!!", cried Dara trying to help her husband.

He also tried to check the pulse of Mr. Yahya.

He was stunned in disbelief, the body of Miss Dara sitting helplessly on the floor.

"Can't be..!!", exclaimed Dara in disbelief.

Bu Dara was silent for a moment and moved from her seat.

She paced next to her husband, who was lying on the floor.

Not even thinking about her husband's fate.

But think of his fate ahead.

"I don't want to take care of everything.!!, I also don't want to take care of the body, I better run away", exclaimed Dara ma'am rushed out of his place and took all the remaining valuables.

As fast as lightning he came straight out of the house.

"I'm sorry pa, I don't want to live hard" exclaimed Dara ma'am leaving the house and there's been no news from her since.

A few hours later.

Rachel staggered into the house.

"Bye....!!!, thanks yes.!!", exclaimed Rachel waving to her friend.

Rachel walked into her room drunk.

It just so happened that the maid was coming home, so there was only a temporary maid who came at 8 am to 5 pm to clean the house and cook.

Rachel's steps stopped when she saw the lights from Mr. Yahya's work room.

"Tumben dawn dawn gini lights are still on..??, they quarreled times huh, so do not sleep in bed, hahahaha, it is old too..!!", rahel said walking closer to Yahya sir's office.

"Pa...!!, it's dawn.!!, move to the room" said Rachel immediately stopped her steps.

His body that had been walking staggered from earlier became firmly standing upright.

His eyes immediately glared and were shocked to see his papa body lying stiff on the floor.

"Pa..!!", cried Rachel running near the body of Yahya sir.

He tried to check his condition and tried to wake him up, but the pulse was already unpalpable in his hand.

Rachel immediately cried hysterically.

"Ma..!!", cried Rachel looking for the whereabouts of Miss Dara.

But Ms. Dara wasn't in every room.

Then Rachel opened her mother's closet.

He could not believe what he had seen.

"The emptiness..!!", exclaimed Rachel checking every drawer, especially the jewelry drawer Bu Dara.

"Mama..!!", cried Rachel ran while crying back to where Mr. Yahya's body was.

Rachel cried in front of Mr. Yahya's body for so long.

Until his temporary maid and their driver found Rachel who continued to sit in front of Mr. Yahya's body.