Lost, Love of Two Hearts

Lost, Love of Two Hearts
Darwish Threat



In the following years, Darwish returned to Indonesia. Darwish looks like he can't wait to meet his grandson Sakha. During this time Darwish was silent with the status of himself who was his biological grandfather without being known by Sakha.


But now Darwish's emotions are out of control. He will discuss with Atha, Byan and Jasmine to tell Sakha the truth. But the obstacle was that Jasmine was the hardest to persuade to give her permission about the truth.


And this afternoon, on a holiday, Darwish deliberately invited the Atha family to gather at the Wiratama family's main house, without exception. Now Darwish and Byan are waiting for their arrival. Byan sees Darwish who looks impatient like waiting for a lover.


"Well, that's them coming. My granddaughter Sakha, she's grown up" murmured Darwish the first time she saw Sakha's presence upon entering the house.


Sakha is getting older by the age of 11. Sakha has finished elementary school. And now he's going to continue his junior high school.


"Grandfather...!" sakha exclaimed quickly towards Darwish, then hugged him for a moment.


"Sakha, you're getting bigger and taller now. Your face looks a lot like yours, son!" said Darwish involuntarily made the surrounding people anxious, let alone the look on Jasmine's face that was staring quite sharply at Darwish.


The atmosphere was silent for a moment. Darwish realized his words just now.


Sakha squinted her eyes, she felt strange with her grandfather's words.


"Emm .. You mean your grandfather is similar to your father Atha," Darwish smiled clumsyly.


"Grandfather is wrong, most people say that I look more like Abi's uncle," said Sakha directly chimed in Darwish.


"Hem, yes, dear. You are more suitable to be his son Om Abi," said Darwish smiling proudly as he glanced at Atha, Jasmine and also Byan alternately.


It is undeniable that it is an opportunity that should not be missed by Darwish, considering he was already eager to say that he is the biological grandfather of Sakha, who is not a child, which means Abyan's father and Sakha's real father.


"Om Abi, I miss you. It has been a month Om not to my house," said Sakha alternately hugging to Byan.


"Om Abi has a lot of work, so you can't play your house yet" replied Byan lying, but he often visited Atha's house, but always opposed by Jasmine who forbade him.


Not wanting to take much more time, Darwish unceremoniously invites Atha and Jasmine to go to his study.


"Sakha and Ziva play here first, yeah!" jasmine tells Sakha.


"Yes Ma" said Sakha and Ziva obediently.


"Let's go outside the park, brother!" take Ziva, then he walks outside the park while holding Sakha.


The atmosphere in the Darwish workspace above, precisely the room is the legacy of Wiratama's father who died. A room full of memories for Darwish. Also Atha and Byan when his grandfather was alive. The room that has long been unused, is now a witness of his grandchildren are discussing.


Three seats have been set up in front of Darwish's desk. The atmosphere became tense. Jasmine's gaze was directionless. Atha responded in a relaxed and calm manner. While Byan looked very anxious, afraid that Darwish would offend both Atha and Jasmine. Especially now that Jasmine looks unfriendly to him when he first entered the residence of the main house of Wiratama.


"I purposely brought the four of us here, in this place because we are family. And .. I guess, you both know what uncle wants to say," Darwish said, especially toward Atha and Jasmine.


Atha and Jasmine glanced at each other. They seemed to know what Darwish was going to say, even while they were still at home before setting foot in the Wiratama residence. For sure and not is about Sakha.


"Just get to the point Uncle. What will Uncle discuss this time," said Atha pretending as if he did not know.


Darwish with a calm sitting position as his hands fused together on the workbench, glanced at the three people who were in front of him. Not to forget Darwish took a breath for a moment to reduce his nervousness.


"You know that when I'm old, I sometimes get tired of working all day just to let go of my loneliness. I miss the old days in this house with my family. But now here lives only memories, this house is deserted if I stay here. Abyan also has an apartment and rarely stays here. And I'm also going back to America" Darwish said.


Atha and Byan who heard that, were immediately shocked. Didn't expect that Darwish would dare to speak like that. Moreover, Jasmine who shook her head was clearly against Darwish's request.


"But, what the hell is this?" asked Byan looking displeased, he was sure Jasmine would be furious.


Byan's relationship now with Jasmine alone is tenuous plus Darwish asks Sakha from his mother. Then surely Jasmine will hate her even more, thought Byan.


"Uncle please Jasmine, let Uncle take Sakha to school in America. Even Uncle did not know until when Uncle would survive in this world. Uncle doesn't want to be alone, Jasmine!" Darwish pleaded with his eyes until they were teary.


Byan, who could not help his frustration anymore, stood up from his chair.


"But, what are you doing? Don't make matters more complicated" said Byan, feeling bad about Jasmine and Atha.


Jasmine shook her head slowly while closing her eyes for a moment then sighed slowly.


"No, I can't give Sakha permission to America. I can't be far from my son either. Please don't make excuses because you're old, Uncle!" jasmine said as well as insinuating by venturing himself against the request of her former future father-in-law.


"But Jasmine...," Darwish's protest was cut off.


"Enough Uncle. Especially here your family can take care of you if you're sick. There's even Byan's waiter. If you feel lonely, leave your job in America, then stay here, then I will allow Sakha to stay here on weekends" Jasmine said. He was as calm and polite as possible to Darwish.


Atha smiled faintly at the words of his wife. Just this time he saw Jasmine could oppose Darwish with patience and gentleness even though her emotions were so high. She was very proud of Jasmine. Even he did not dare to oppose the Uncle until now the Uncle was at the peak of the company Wiratama, although Atha was the successor of the main company. But Atha was self-aware that he was only a descendant of Wiratama from next to his mother.


Darwish was shocked. It turned out that Jasmine was quite a brave woman, Darwish thought. He could only breathe slowly.


"Well, if you don't let me take Sakha to America. Then let Sakha know the truth if she is my biological granddaughter" warned Darwish, who was very selfish, meaning Sakha would know that her biological father was Byan, not Atha.


"Uncle, watch your talk! I'm his mother, and I'm entitled to Sakha completely!" jasmine said in a loud defiance. Her tears began to wash her cheeks.


"But, you're too much!" annoyed Byan worried.


Shortly after, the discussion to the four of them was finished in advance by the departure of Jasmine from the workspace, then followed by Atha behind her.


"But please don't make my relationship crack on the two of them in the way Papi wants to take Sakha from the hands of both Atha and Jasmine. I know Papi's sneaky idea. Is not satisfied Papi took the position of Atha mas from the company!" byan's anger at Darwish with emotion. Really Byan quite frustrated facing his papi.


"Leave it. Than you just keep quiet and do nothing. At least I tried to snatch the granddaughter from your woman first," Darwish said lightly as he got up and stepped away from the room.


"Papiiii .. what are you saying!" byan's yelling was quite echoing in the room.


Darwish pulled the corner of his lips, then turned his head back for a moment.


"If you can't take Jasmine and Sakha from Atha, then take Sakha from them both" Darwish said as if not thinking clearly.


"Papiiii..," cried Byan again.


"But know if you still love Jasmine, don't dodge that stupid kid!" aphat Darwish shook his head which this time breezed away.


Byan was only gawking at what his papa was saying. Then maybe even Atha felt the same way, thought Byan scrambling his hair.