Love at a distance... (LDR)

Hardness.

Like 3 years ago before heading to Lombok.. Dara and Faozan decided to stop by to see his mother who was in Lampung.

But this time because Dara & Faozan have been there is not difficult for them to find the residence of his mother.

Arrived at the residence of his mother who was in West Bojong Village. His second was immediately welcomed warmly by his Mother Faozan.

“ Come please you guys eat first. you must not have lunch right.” said his mother Faozan. sambi take his son & daughter-in-law was kedapur.

Dara & Faozan just according to. because they have not had lunch.

After lunch.. Dara & Faozan break in room.

Tired out both of them fell asleep.

But in the middle of his sleep, a noise made Dara wake up.

Slowly Dara headed towards the direction the noise came from.

It turned out that the voice came from the room of her Mother and Stepfather Faozan.

The door to the room was wide open.

Dara wanted to go in when she saw her stepfather Faozan was scrambling the clothes in the closet.. Like she's looking for something, I don't know what Dara is.

Dara could only see from the doorway.it was also impossible for her to interfere in their affairs.

“ Where you hid his money.” Jerking his stepfather Faozan.

“ How many times have I said. I don't have any more money Pa.” said her mother Faozan was afraid of fear.

“ You lied. I know you still have money.” snapped his stepfather Faozan again.

While approaching her mother Faozan.

“ You must have hidden it. Yes.” while saying his stepfather Faozan gripped both jaws of his Mother Faozan.

Seeing that, spontaneously Dara immediately moved backwards with a trembling body.

For his entire life, it was the first time he had ever seen domestic violence.

“ Dear you why?.” asked Faozan behind Dara who was accidentally hit by Dara as she continued to step back.

Dara was increased in shock. with her heart beating fast.

While continuing to squeeze her own hand Dara turned around and looked at Faozan.

Even a word he can't say.

His body was still trembling and his face looked pale.

Faozan looked at her anxiously.

Her two palms of Dara felt like Ice it was in her soft squeeze and stared at her pale face Dara with full of worry.

But there was no reaction from Dara. until Faozan immediately hugged her.

“ Calm down. don't be afraid I'm here.” whispered Faozan.

After a few seconds in the arms of her husband.. Dara felt a little calm and she started to open her voice.

“ I.. mother.” her word stammered.

“ Mother why?.” ask Faozan heart.

Dara did not answer and just pointed towards her mother's room.

Faozan looked at the direction Dara pointed out.

That's when Faozan only realized that there was a quarrel between his mother and stepfather.

“ Basic women do not know in profit. and useless.” while saying so.. Her stepfather Faozan repeatedly slapped her mother Faozan.

Almost all of her mother Faozan's face was bruised due to the violence committed by her husband.

Maybe her mother Faozan was no longer able to hold her back, until that time she intended to repay the actions of the husband.

But his hand had not yet landed on the husband's face.. Her husband even immediately stomped hard on her mother Faozan's hand with his left hand.. While his right hand was already firmly clenched and wanted to punch his wife's face.

Just as the big fist was about to land on her Mother Faozan's face.. Faozan swiftly caught the vile man's hand.

“ Stop Om.. It is enough that you hurt my mother.” Faozan asserted with great anger.

But it didn't stop.. The man got angry and pulled Faozan's shirt.

“ It would be better if you do not interfere in our affairs. Remember you are just a child who does not know anything.” Jerk his stepfather at Faozan.

“ I beg you not to hurt my son.” ask her Mother Faozan while trying to release the hand of the husband who pulled Faozan's clothes.

It's not obeying.. The man pushed his wife hard to the floor.

And after pushing his wife, he wanted to hit Faozan instead.

The flower vase that Dara threw was about the vile man's temple, causing him to bleed.

Dara approached her with anger.

“ Dare you.” shouted the man at Dara.

“ That's a lesson for you. You think you can hurt anyone you want.” cried Dara with anger.

“ Remember if once again you hurt my Mom & husband. then you will feel even more painful and terrible than this.” he said.

Feeling very angry his stepfather Faozan intends to beat Dara up.

The man did not care about his bloody temple, he just wanted to avenge Dara's actions.

The vile man's hand was still firmly clenched and wanted to anchor it in Dara's face.

Dara could only resign and close her eyes when the man's hand almost touched her face.

BUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHKKKKKKK

Directly Faozan beat the man to death.

This time not only his temples that bleed but his lips also began to bleed, and his face was no less bruised than his mother's face.

“ Who do you think you are?. It's as good as wanting to hurt my wife.” while talking Faozan continues to beat up the jerk guy.

“ As a husband I have never touched my hand to hurt him...” said Faozan stumbled.

Dara saw the man begin to fall on the floor.

Dara stopped Faozan.. If it does not stop the man's life can be lost.

“ Pretty dear.” while saying Dara held back Faozan's hand who once again wanted to hit the man.

“ Look at the condition.he can die. and I do not want you to be a killer.” continued Dara again. while looking at Faozan with a pleading gaze.

Heard Dara's words.. Faozan began to wake up, until he stopped his actions.

Dara took a breath of relief.

“ Better you stay away now.” Dara told Faozan's stepfather to leave.

I don't know why this time the man complied, with a weak step he moved away from there.

Dara and Faozan approached her mother who was still sitting on the floor and continued to cry.

“ Come on Mom we go from here.” invite Dara. while helping her Mom get up.

Faozan's mother only complied.

Dara & Faozan invited her to sit in the living room.. Faozan gives drinking water.

Dara hurried to take the ice cubes and compress the bruised bruise on her mother-in-law's face.

Then Dara took the medicine in her suitcase and treated the wound on her mother-in-law's body.

Faozan just sat quietly beside the mother.

There was no conversation at the time.. Dara was only focused on treating her mother, while her mother Faozan could only mutely endure the pain.

When she finished, Dara began to talk.

“ Mom.. come with us. we return to Lombok.” pinta Dara to her Mother-in-law.

Her mother Faozan just stared at Faozan.

Faozan nodded. hinting that he agreed with Dara's opinion.

“ But I'm afraid your stepfather will.”

“ Mother just calm down. we try right so that the man does not bother Mom anymore. even if we need to report him to the police.” Dara interrupted her mother-in-law's speech because she understood her mother-in-law's anxiety.

“ Please do not report to the Police. I promise I will not interfere with your life.” Pinta his stepfather Faozan who interrupts instantly.

Faozan looked at the man cynically.

Not with Dara.. Dara even felt bad when she saw the wounds on the man's face due to her actions and her husband.

“ What Om is willing to divorce Mom.” Dara said.

“ Yes.. original do not report me to the Police. I beg.” pinta the man.

“ So now we go to the local government.I want Om Talak Mother in front of them. And all of us make a letter of agreement.” firmly Dara.

“ If Om agrees. then I will not report to Police.” continued Dara again.

The man had no choice but to approve.

And as Dara said, they went to the local government.There his stepfather Faozan had dropped the talaq.