LAILA (The Girl Who Seeked Justice)

LAILA (The Girl Who Seeked Justice)
Episode 44's. Wedding...?



"Sir..who was it? I noticed the excitement of the conversation." said Arini.


"Ah, Mom. It always surprised Laila" said Laila.


His hand immediately twitched on the middle-aged woman's arm that was always smiling.


"Who was...?" ask Arini again.


Laila smiled. No answer came out of his thin lips.


"Attar or....Barraq?" arini said in a teasing tone.


"Sir Attar, Ma'am..."


"Oo.mom think Mr. Oemar Barraq El Khasif" Arini said again in a seductive tone.


"Mother.." said Laila pitched spoiled.


The girl who was waiting for the surgery immediately embraced Arini. There was a red patch on his face.


"Mom knows who your heart is for. May your decision accept Attar, not backfire in your life later.." Arini's inner.


Arini's hand held tightly to the body of her beloved daughter. Sometimes he rewards her with a gentle kiss on the head of Laila.


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Meanwhile, at the same time in a different place...


Barraq sat quietly. Although he is really nervous. A uniformed, tall man stood behind him. The man stared at the white-covered window. His mind was examining everything Barraq had told him.


"So..you really don't know, if Laila's still alive?" ask Wijoyo Hadiningrat.


"really. Because to my knowledge Laila's spirit has said goodbye to go forever right in my arms"


"Do you have any evidence or witnesses?"


"There was. Dr Maleq and Dr Dara from El Khasif Hospital. And Attar Pramudya Wibisono, officer here"


"Attar. But Attar did not say anything about it "


"The reason I don't know. Maybe you could ask Attar directly..."


"Then what did Mr. Oemar Barraq mean to see me?"


"I want to ask permission to see Laila"


"You're looking for my support? Or are you looking for a shield to justify your story about Laila's departure...?" said Wijoyo pitched a little higher.


"Not both. I just want you to know that I'm seeing your daughter. And my absence all this time...."


"It's not your fault? I-I....?" cut Wijoyo.


"It's not. I mean my absence all this time has been a regret these past few times"


"Thank God if you regret it. If not, then this bullet has already pierced your head..."


"It doesn't matter if it can pay for my absence these past eight months" Barraq said.


His eyes stared fixedly at Wijoyo. And that made Wijoyo stunned. The man who was the supreme officer felt sincerity and courage in Barraq.


"Your eyes have spoken that you speak truthfully and sincerely. Because I didn't find any lies there. You're a good man, Barraq. It's only natural that Laila put so much heart on you.." Wijoyo's inner.


"alright. I'll give you permission to see my daughter. Come at the tomb tonight." said Wijoyo.


"Thank you, sir." said Barraq.


The handsome man's heart cheered, though there was no reaction on his face. Shortly thereafter, Barraq left the room of the number two man at the center of the country's intelligence agency. His steps felt so light. Maybe because he had bagged a permit as well as an invitation to meet Laila.


Meanwhile, accidentally a man sees Barraq's presence. He hid his presence behind the wall.


"What did Barraq get out of the commander's room? Does it have anything to do with Laila? Or is there something else?" attar muttered that kept watching Barraq's every move until it disappeared at the end of the hall.


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Seven o'clock past five minutes. Barraq had been standing in front of the carved door. The bell had been pressed, a marker that there were guests at the door. Before long a middle-aged woman opened the door. Her beautiful eyes were perfectly rounded when she discovered Barraq's presence. As if in disbelief, Arini patted her on the cheek.


"Good night, Auntie.." said Barraq as he broke down a smile.


"Sir Barraq....?" said Arini.


"Barraq, Aunt.." said Barraq once again.


"Who, Ma'am." said Wijoyo who was stepping.


"Ows..Come in" Wijoyo said.


"Yes, come in." said Arini who was still gasping.


Hearing Wijoyo's words like orders, Barraq immediately followed Arini and Wijoyo's steps. Every now and then Barraq's eyes circled every corner of the room. Especially figurines containing family photos and Laila of course.


Barraq was a little surprised as his steps up the stairs were quite snaking. He believed the end of the stairs was not the dining room or family room. Because most homes, the space on the upper floor is used as a private area such as a bedroom or workspace. Barraq got more and more gamang when he saw a large painting of a girl he knew on one of the walls of the room.


"Laila.." Inner Barraq.


"Before we have dinner, I want you to meet our daughter first. As I promised." said Wijoyo.


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Barraq's heart beat. He said suddenly gone. Only his gaze shared between Arini, Wijoyo and a door in front of him.


"Come in. That's not the bedroom. That's the door to the roof garden" Wijoyo assured Barraq.


Getting that explanation, Barraq immediately turned the doorknob. He became impatient to meet the female figure behind the door.


KREEK....


Door creaking open. His voice was so tickling. Barraq stepped through the doorway. Surely the aroma of flowers and trees immediately greet when the step is further into the garden.


Barraq's eyes look around the garden. Along with that his ears immediately heard the conversation. Barraq slowly approached the source of the sound. He's curious.


A little hidden, Barraq began to notice the owner of the voice. Aware of his vision, Barraq gasped. Heart ripples. In a corner of the park, Laila sat down with Attar crouching in front of her. His eyes looked at Laila feelingly.


Barraq's heart is rippling. There was anger tucked away when he found Polah Attar, his own best friend. Because clearly the gesture and mimic the face of Attar shows not just a friend or friend, but as a special person. Barraq.


"Hey, kangen acute. The danger is not treated." said Attar slowly.


"Gombal.." said Laila.


"Married, yuk..."


"Sister, I told you. I need time for that. I want my surgery to go first, and then I'll plan a wedding"


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Barraq's heartbeat seemed to stop when he heard the word marriage. The word that had just slid from Laila's thin lips. Barraq suddenly listless. Hope extinct.


PLOKS...


A clap came over Barraq's shoulder. The handsome man who was focusing on the conversation Attar and Laila were shocked. He immediately turned his attention to the figure of the woman standing behind him.


"Tante.." said Barraq half surprised.


"If what is told is true, then why doubt. Continue your intention." said Arini.


"Tante.." said Barraq haru.


"Don't hesitate..."


"But they're already planning a wedding..."


"Tante knows how Laila's heart is..."


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"What does Aunt Arini mean? Why does he support me. Does this have anything to do with Laila's feelings....?"