Love for Zahra (END)

83. Bright Point

"Rubborn*at! Si*lan! Where did you take Zakia, huh?" Rio incessantly beat up Arya until her face was battered.

"Bang, hold!" Raka and Devan are trying to separate the emotional Rio.

Arya who was already helpless was immediately removed from before Rio who at that time could no longer hold back his emotions.

"Aarrrghhh!" rio shouted ruffling his hair.

"We will help Kia's brother Nyari" said Devan trying to calm Rio.

Not responding to the teenager's words, Rio turned to leave Devan alone. He immediately headed for his sport bike which was parked carelessly in the rented yard of Raka and the others.

The motorbike was driven very quickly leaving the rented home page. Not necessarily the direction of the man splitting the quiet streets at night.

His chaotic mind made him go down the streets in no direction. The quiet road he used to drive his motorbike at high speed.

It did not feel like he arrived in front of Zakia's house that looked lonely. The man was silent looking at the black-fenced simple house building with a blank look.

"Excuse me, ma'am, find who?" reprimand a young man who seems to be doing night patrols.

"Oh, sorry-sorry," Rio said in surprise.

"You want to do bad things in this village, right?" accuse the young man.

"Don't misunderstand me, Mom. I'm here, Zakia. Do you know where her family moved to?" rio asked trying as courteously as possible.

"What about Zakia night-night?" the young man was still trying to intimidate Rio.

"I'm Rio, Zakia's fiancee. He's been missing without news since yesterday. From yesterday I came here wondering to the residents but, no one knows where his family moved to" Rio explained.

"Try to prove that Zakia is your fiance!" challenge the young man.

Rio sighed violently trying to ease his re-ignited emotions. He took his phone in his pocket in the jacket he was wearing.

The gallery opened and showed a photo of the two of them taken some time ago while they were on vacation in Batu city.

"believe it?" rio asked the young man.

"Yes, I believe it now. My question now is, how can you whose fiance doesn't know where Zakia is going?"

"Because he didn't tell, and all access I'm calling him is blocked. Do you know anything about Zakia and her family?"

"I'm Alfan, a friend of his sister Zakia" said the young man named Alfan extending his hand to Rio.

The man welcomed his hand and introduced himself.

"So, do you know anything about Zakia or her family?"

The young man nodded in response. He told Rio that some time ago Zakia's sister who is none other than schoolmate Alfan told him that his family had gotten terror from someone.

The terror contained pieces of the doll that were deliberately mutilated and placed inside a gift box. In addition to the doll there is also a letter containing threats from people to keep Zakia away from a man.

"So, you're saying someone deliberately terrorized Zakia's family?" rio asked to make sure.

"Yes. Zidan only told me that, and he didn't go to school for two days. Heard he'd like to change schools" continued Alfan.

"Where to go?"

"Solo" said Alfan.

"Yes. I'm certain. Because the TU teacher himself spoke at that time."

"Can I ask for your help?" rio asked expectantly.

"What did I help you with?"

"Please call Zidan. Ask him where he and his family are. And I'm asking you please don't let him be suspicious of your question. I hope you can get the address on that Solo."

"I'll try. But it's not free" said Alfan.

"Whatever I'll give as long as you can help me," Rio said steadily.

After negotiating with Alfan, the two of them exchanged mobile numbers to facilitate communication.

The man drove his bike back to the city. Leaving Zakia's house that looked lonely and dark.

*******

Elsewhere, in a village in the city of Solo, a girl was daydreaming facing the window of her room. Enjoy a bright night with scattered stars adorning the sky.

His mind was far from glaring to parts of the city in different provinces with where he lives now. Think of a man who was always there for her.

Does not feel a circle of clear crystals one by one plunging from the eye pelupuk. Guilt had left the man dominating her.

She wanted to call him, but his courage wasn't enough to do that. The shadow of events that befell him and those around him made him undo that intention.

All he could do was look at the pictures of their togetherness. And every time looking at the ring embedded in his ring finger.

Since his departure to Solo, he has been wearing a gift ring from Rio. Evidence that he had accepted the man's proposal. Unfortunately, the pair of rings was still perched sweetly as the pendulum necklace he was wearing.

Zakia looked back at the ring. The ring is the size of the ring finger. The clear circle of his eye patch flowed back.

The longing for the owner of his heart is increasingly piercing and torturing his soul and body. As if powerless to resist all the feelings entrenched in him.

"I miss you" said the girl in her tears.

"If you know I've been wearing it, are you happy?" ask without receiving an answer.

"Are you looking for me? Do you miss me too?"

"Or are you happy to get away from a dirty woman like me?" rancau Zakia's.

The girl was crying nonstop, she really missed Rio. The longer the sound of his cries hardened. Until the occupants of the house woke up and knocked on the door of his room.

Not paying attention to the increasingly hardened beats, the girl was getting hysterical. Make people who are outside the room try to open the door forcibly.

The loud bangs from the door were finally able to break into the tightly locked door. Seeing the sad state of Zakia made the mother powerless and ran her firstborn in her arms.

Zakia cried in the arms of the mother, and the middle-aged woman also cried to see the state of her son who was very concerned.

"Hold, Son. For Mama and Papa. Strengthen yourself, dear. Mama is always next to you" said the mother with tears falling so hard.

"I'm not strong, Ma. I want to give up. I can't live like this" said Zakia, crying.

"Mom knows you're thinking about him. If you are fooled. No matter how far you go, the only place you go is for him, son. Fight for it, son."

The mother guided Zakia to the bed. He led his son to rest for a while. Faithfully the mother accompanied the fragile girl.