
"It's a shame" said Kenzo in a sad tone.
"Is this your first love?"
"Eh, yes. This woman foiled all my plans, Tad. I intended not to marry for fear of hurting a woman like my father did, but after I met her I suddenly wanted to marry her. Surprisingly, the woman was married even though she later divorced."
"Because of you?"
"Oh, no."
"Then?"
"She's getting married to her ex-husband."
"Then?"
"Huh?" Kenzo didn't understand what the young Ustad meant. Why is he still asking again.
"Then why did you tell me that?"
"Who-you mean?"
"You're actually confused whether this woman is a teaser or the woman you want, right? But your gestures tell you that you already know."
"meaning?"
"The seductress woman is not a good woman. Just ask yourself this, are you going to argue with it? Only you know the answer."
Kenzo. "But the woman is going to remarry with her ex-husband" she said sadly.
"And you don't want to."
"No, I'm shaking it."
"This incident tells you that you are not sincere."
Kenzo admitted it too. "Strong work, Tad. Let the mouth speak sincerely even though the heart has not been able to do so. It will also come out on its own."
"But followed by facing it. You don't face it, you run."
"I don't know how to deal with it, Tad. Being close to him I'm always tempted."
"Just keep going."
"What?"
You have only two choices, you propose to her or see her get married. You can still propose to her because she's not married."
"I let him down but couldn't see him get married."
"Ikhlas is like a leaf falling to the ground. He was silent when the wind blew it, hit by a car or stepped on his shoes. Falling in the pool of water, or carried by the owner's broom. He is also silent when it must dry in the corner of the house or burned because it has become garbage. As it begins to coalesce into soil, it will become a fertilizer that will make a plant grow and remove new leaves. The sincerity gives birth to happiness if we hold the chest against it. Face what you have to face and don't run away again. You will find peace and happiness at the end of it. Believe it."
Kenzo fell silent. "Why is the phrase Mr. Ustad so good as a poet?"
Ustad was laughing. "I'm also a writer of Islamic novels."
"Yes?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Joe!"
Kenzo. Arya came and hugged him tightly.
"Ohh Dad, sick ...."
"Oh sorry, I didn't mean it." Arya looked at Kenzo closely, making sure there was nothing less than her child. There was a clear speck of tears in the corner of his eyes that started to turn red.
Kenzo feels guilty. "I'm just going to calm myself down, Dad."
"You stupid or what? Time because of the woman you ruined yourself like this? Then what's your family for?"
The gentle man's eyes grew dimmer. "Sorry."
"Eh, have you checked?" Arya fixed her already teary eyes.
"She said my hand was cracked."
"Then your body?"
Kenzo who leaned on the head of the bed, raised his head slightly and put it back down. "It's still a headache if you lift your head."
"Head?" Arya immediately panicked.
"He was helping me, he got me out of the car but he got a broken car that exploded. I'm sorry." The man next to Kenzo replied.
"But it doesn't get you in the head, does it?" search Arya.
"No really. The floating iron hit his back."
"Where is your bodyguard?" ask Arya to Kenzo.
"Eh, he's outside. Legs hurt. One died, Dad."
"Innalillahi wa innailaihi roji. Good thing you survived Jo, but still you have to check his head. Uh, why don't you ask for a room. Can't you?"
The officer was busy from earlier. They also just put this cast in hand."
Arya looked back at Kenzo who was leaning weakly on the head of the bed. The slanted-eyed man's forehead slowly. "Yes, I take care of you."
Ustad saw how unfortunately Kenzo's father was to the man to the point that he was worried about the little things.
"Why don't you guys look alike?"
"Oh, he's my wife's son." said Arya so that the man did not suspect.
Arya finally re-examines Kenzo and gets satisfactory results. He immediately went home with his son because he saw there were reporters lurking. He drove Kenzo home in a taxi while he was tailing his bike in the back.
The taxi arrived at Kenzo's house half an hour later. He told his family what had happened.
Mariko, Aiko and Tama are coming soon. Mariko soon replaced Kenzo's outfit with a more casual one. They started to hump.
"Dad, I'll be healthy tomorrow. No need to."
"Tomorrow your body aches. Someone has to take care of you. Yeah, I'm the only one staying here."
The memories came back, 12 years ago, when he was bullied by the school owner's son for being close to the girl. Kenzo, who was rushed to the hospital when he suddenly fainted, was found to have a concussion, faithfully waited for him in the hospital for months without returning home. At that time, her mother was pregnant with Aiko and lived at home with her young daughter Tama. How great the sacrifice of his father at that time in the hospital was more than his biological parents.
His real mother had abandoned him and was busy socializing with his social friends to play abroad for revenge with his father who was busy with his work to be caught cheating on the outside. He only lived in money alone by his parents while every parent met each other, they always quarreled. He was sick and only the maid was waiting for him. His parents never knew how he was.
Once felt guilty entering this family, because his biological father had hurt Mariko, his mother now, he saluted this married couple who did not see his past and loved him wholeheartedly.
Mariko returns home with Aiko and Tama.
"Dad."
"Mk." Arya took off her jacket and lay down next to Kenzo.
"I can do it myself, Dad. Dad just go home. Poor Mama."
"Just stand you can't, how about going to the bathroom?"
"Bathroom is in the room. I can walk slowly."
"If you want to use the services of a nun, I'll go home!" Arya firmly answered while looking fixedly at Kenzo waiting for an answer but the narrow-eyed man just kept silent.
Kenzo's shyness plus his body that is not perfect because it was once burned that makes it difficult for him to use the services of a nurse. It's hard saying 'yes'.
"Yes, I'm going to sleep." Arya immediately entered in the blanket.
"Dad ...."
"Otherwise?"
"Change the clothes, smell."
Arya immediately got out of bed. "Dad take a shower. Borrow your clothes, huh?" He started to open Kenzo's wardrobe.
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Hp sounds sounded. Notification mark. Arya who just finished praying, checked it out. 'Sorry sir, today I can't work all day because I take care of the wedding preparations.' Oh, from Leka.
Arya then replied, 'It's okay, I didn't go in today either because I took care of Jo who had run out of accidents.'
They were surprised to read it. 'An accident? What accident sir?'
'Car accident. Car's destroyed. One of his bodyguards died and Jo cracked his hand.'
I panicked when I read it. Kenzo how? Is his body injured? 'Which hospital is it?'
'At home'.
Arya could already predict what would happen. Just waiting for Leka to come to that house. He looked at Kenzo who had finished praying on the bed. "You're done praying?"
"It's Dad."
Arya opens Kenzo's room curtain. The sun was timidly out of his quarrel. The door was knocked and he opened it.
"There's Mother Leka under Sir" said one of Kenzo's aides.
"Send to go upstairs."
"Yes sir."
"Dad, did you tell Leka? Ah, Father ... Dad, please look at my face, is my hair a mess? Ck! Father ... why bother others!" Kenzo panicked while nagging. He tidied his hair without a mirror while checking with his fingers if there was any tangled hair.
Arya approached while holding back a laugh. He sat on the edge of the bed, tidying up Kenzo's hair. "Already, handsome."
"Dad ...." Kenzo frowning.
Suddenly, the open door was knocked on by someone. Kenzo and Arya turned their heads and saw Leka standing there. The woman immediately visited them while squeezing her hand a sign of anxiety. "Sister? Is it okay?"
Kenzo leaning his head and back on the head of the bed tried to raise his head. He narrowed his eyes because he was still a little dizzy.
"Already Brother, do not need to wake up if you can't," prevent Leka.
Kenzo according. He put his head back weakly. He also began to feel pain all over his body. Hate the taste, look weak in front of Leka.
"Silver just cracked in the hand?" ask the woman.
Kenzo glanced at his father with a sigh. It must be his father who told Leka. Arya smiled faintly.
"Yes." Yeah."
"The body's okay?"
"It's okay" he replied slowly.
"She was hit by the iron from the exploding car" Arya said, widening her smile.
"Yes?"
"Eh, but I'm okay." Kenzo glanced at his father with perfectly rounded eyes.
Arya held back a laugh. "Therefore he could not lift his body because his body was all sick."
Kenzo is upset Arya complained that everything makes Leka more panicked. The woman examines Kenzo's body in front of her. There were several scratches and slight bruises all over Kenzo's body making Leka even more tenuous.
The woman slightly bent over and touched Kenzo's casted arm. He asked, "Have you had breakfast?"
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. "It's breakfast sir" a Kenzo maid has brought their breakfast upstairs.
"Oh, I have breakfast below." Arya looked at Leka. "Please bribe Jo?" He winked his naughty eyes at Kenzo.
"Oh, yes sir."
Daddy's! Kenzo is upset with his father. He was really embarrassed in front of Leka, but because that woman was going to bribe him ... Enjoy this beauty. If I'm khilaf, ah .. face it said Mr. Ustad. Face ....
Slowly Kenzo enjoyed his morning breakfast with Leka's attention. The woman, cleaning the tip of the man's mouth with a tissue, waited for him to finish chewing, invited him to chat and occasionally smiled at the words that came out of the man's mouth. The world belongs to both. Kenzo's breakfast is over, too.