
Some things do not need you to know so that your heart is intact, even if only for a certain time.
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"There is nothing wrong if you try to be honest about your true feelings to Nida, no matter how Nida responds later, it's a later affair."
"Lo was always a coward to confess your feelings to Nida. Always hiding behind the status of friends from small, Pan better be honest or you will bring regret and not focus on continuing your music education there! "
I was still speechless not to say a word to respond to Doni.
"Yes I've unplugged Pan first, you thinkin' really my talk! "
"Neg? "
"Tomorrow! "
After delivering Doni to the front door, I locked all the doors and windows.
Looking at Grandma's room, it turned out to have fallen asleep.
I returned to the room with the words of Doni still spinning in my head.
Da, do you still want to be my equal if I'm honest about my feelings to the real lo?
Drrr... Drttt...
"Hallo assalamualaikum, what the fuck Da dawn not yet, sleepy! " answer me with a loud voice.
"Fa... F-fan... "
"Why lo? how are you crying? " sitting up to collect lives.
"Lo have a heart, why don't you tell me exactly what is the purpose of Zidan deketin me? do you mean deliberately want to destroy my feelings? I don't know if we can't get rich first. I really did see your face again! "
"Daa wait, that's not how I can explain... "
BRUKKKKKK
"Awwww my waist!"
"Fan why nang? already want this imsak come on sahur, from earlier grandmother call nyut nyut." grandma called half scream from the dining table.
"Allah is a dream."
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NIDA POV'S
"Mom, Nida's leaving first!"
"Who are you Nduk? "
"Emmm same Zidan Ma'am, is that okay, ma'am?" ask me while putting my left foot into the flat shoes.
Mom just smiled wryly in response to my question. Well, I assume that means it's okay.
"Oh yes Ma'am, later if Rifan came to say that yes Nida was picked up by Zidan. By the way, I'm assalamualaikum!"
"Waalaikumussalam, careful! don't come home late Nduk. Inget, today Kinan nyampe lo! "
"Siapppp Buuuuwnaku! "
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After a day spent on campus, struggling in front of a laptop, also chasing after lecturers, I went home to Zidan right after Ashar.
I don't know when we've officially been. The point is that my silly days with Rifan are slowly turning into days full of happiness with Zidan.
How not, Zidan always treated me like a princess. The sincerity I had never found before was visible from his eyes.
"Bye Daaa, I'll see you tomorrow! greetings from Mother, love you dear."
"Yes, you be careful too yahhh, love you to. "
I replied slightly blushing as I waved at Zidan who slowly started to run his car.
"Assalamualaikum Ibuuu, Nida nadaang! "
There is no answer to greetings from the mother as usual, but wait for the baby's voice.
My greeting was not heard by them.
After greeting them one by one, I immediately hugged and kissed Kinan who had started blabbing indistinctly.
"Ttatatata.. ttaaa. "the ocehnya is unclear.
"Dear not to play this? "
My bargain while thrusting her strawberry-shaped pacifier.
"Later tonight Om there is a meeting with your late father, you come along Da!"
"Loh me? what's Om? "
"Next year you will have finished his S1 education, I must convey the mandate of the friendship of my father and your father to you! "
The originally warm atmosphere full of jokes instantly turned tense.
I saw a look of worry on Mom's face, as well as Endah's sister who showed an all-inclusive expression. Moreover, Om Azlan who seems very heavy to say something that I might not be ready to hear.
"What's this? Mother same brother Endah not good that his expression? Don't make dong-degan! "
"Nida, your family actually still has rights to the company that is run by one of the richest businessmen in Jakarta. They're cunning Da, they're taking over everything without thinking about your father's rights! "
"Who's om? I'm just as happy to live with this situation, in fact we never lack and have significant difficulties to get something."
"Da, this is not about you and your mother but about your father's will. "sir Endah added her husband's words.
I still don't understand what this family is talking about. Until finally I tried to give an explanation.
"Sir, your father used to have a very thick friend. They both built a business from scratch until your father's friend betrayed and cheated your father. "
"Nida still doesn't know! "
"The day before he died, your father left this letter to my father and now it is my duty to send it to you."
Om Azlan thrust out a piece of obsolete paper.
*Nav...
I don't know, whether when you read this article whether you are still there or even dad can't be with you anymore, son..
Nida's dad's favorite...
You don't understand what you're dealing with, son, to build our family out of the scorn that a lot of dads need to keep their ears shut, you need to sweat more.
You should know son, mother same father ever in the position of not having anything
Tomorrow I'll try to take away our family's rights, son, if I fail...
I'm sorry, dad,
I really love you and your mom*.
I could not help but cry after I had finished reading the letter from the man most people call father whose face I had never seen.
"Why is it now that Om Ngasi tau Nida? why not from the first time, Mom? brother Endah? whyyy??? "
"At that time my father was also in a hurry to find work here and there until finally he decided to migrate to Malaysia and qadarullah Endah match with me today so we are still destined to be a close family. "
"Before you turn 21 there is black on white decided by your side for your father."
"With his scheming the man made a pact that after you turn 21, your father's shares would be diverted to be in your name. I don't know what it means we don't understand! "
"The day your father wrote this letter he sneaked into the company building he built with his friend. Trying to negotiate a letter you don't know when your father signed it."
"But God willed otherwise, your father came home empty-handed and fainted instantly.
"So you lied to me that you died in an accident? so it's true people say that you died of poison?"
No one answered my question this time. Kinan who shuffled into his mother's lap began to whine and cry out of fear with a high-pitched voice by me.
SERIATE...
Thank you for reading episode 9 "loving the lost"