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"Hana..."

Zahra complained to look at the figure who said his name.

A few seconds staring at each other, they both seemed to be aware of the situation.

"You ... Brother Dirga?" guess Zahra, he could have assumed that because he felt - who else would visit the grave of his mother - other than the older brother?

Intuition, instinct, and feeling immediately digested quickly and in a fraction of a second he could immediately recognize a figure who seemed to have his own inner attachment to himself.

The figure that looked ferocious in his stature did not answer Zahra's question, instead doing a very reflex action, maybe he also felt that attachment to the figure of Zahra in front of him. The figure immediately grabbed and carried Zahra's body into his arms-just like that.

If this young man was not his brother, Zahra would have fought back, cursed, or even hit any man who dared to touch his body just like that when he was fully aware like this.

However, Zahra was confident and knew - though out of nowhere - perhaps the instincts at work in her brain or the instincts of feeling in her heart - that she could feel - if now hugging her body so tightly was indeed her Big Brother, Dirga.

So, Zahra did not refuse at all - the hug and he accepted it even though he was very surprised by the treatment arrived - this time.

"Sister.." - Zahra was interrupted - between the man's tight embrace, who still did not want to release Zahra's body from his embrace.

Zahra could feel the body of the man she believed to be the Brother-vibrating-as he hugged her.

"Sister.." said Zahra again who was more and more convinced one hundred percent, if this young man was his brother.

"Yes, yes, it's me." replied the young man in tears.

The sound of crying haru belongs to both of them, as simple - sahutan in the tomb that looks lonely today.

Dirga released his embrace on Zahra's body, then cupped his sister's face in order to look at her closely.

"Where do you know Mama's grave?" she asked while wiping the tears with one hand. Her tears did not match her appearance. Sort of inversely proportional, but he could not cry because he finally found the figure of the younger brother who had been looking for very long.

"From aunt Devia."

"Tante Devia?"

Zahra nodded slowly.

"Did you know him?" ask Zahra.

"I-I mean, Brother, I've heard his name, but I don't know his figure" Dirga replied with a full smile.

"Why didn't Brother meet Aunt Devia?"

Dirga. "It's not yet time for you to appear before others as the Dirga that Aunt Devia knows," he said.

"Why?"

"Let's know, it feels like a lot of people are looking for Brother's whereabouts. During this time Brother lived with full vigilance, Brother was afraid if he met Aunt Devia it actually had a bad impact on his personal life because it tried to protect brother."

Zahra understood, she understood. After all, Zahra can live quietly too, because he does not know his true identity. In contrast to the older brother, who is a little bit sure to remember the dark times even though Zahra is not sure. And, in order to answer that unsure feeling, Zahra prefers to ask directly to the figure of Dirga who is still in front of him.

"Sister, now we're the same - the same know each other. Can we talk about our parents? I want to know a little."

"Alright, i. emm... Big Brother also wants to talk about something rather personal with you," Dirga replied still with a sad look.

The young man pointed towards the burial gate, asking Zahra to wait for him there as he would make a pilgrimage to their mother's grave first before speaking to the younger brother.

Zahra nodded obediently, she walked slowly towards the gate and there still seemed Lala and Zaki faithful waiting for her.

"Is it over, Han? Are we going straight home now?" ask Zaki.

"May you ask for a minute, right? I'm still here and it's likely to be a little longer."

"Why else, Ra?" Now Lala asked Zahra.

"There is a need near here," replied Zahra a little lie, he did not want to open the identity of his brother even in front of Lala or Zaki. I don't know, he still wants to cover this up and hasn't been open about his meeting with the Big Brother.

Lala and Zaki looked at each other as if asking for their opinions about Zahra's wishes.

"Yaudah, we'll wait for you here" Zaki said at last.

Zahra nodded quickly. "No need!" the answer.

"Why? I can't possibly let you stay here alone, I'm afraid you're meeting that guy who Mama said was waiting for you in the lobby yesterday" Zaki said.

"No, Frans won't be here. Besides, I can take care of myself!"

"You sure?" ask Lala.

"Yes, you go first. I'll call you when I'm done."

"Okay, but when you're done call me, yaz Ra!" lala.

"Ready. y'all just pedekate first," seduced Zahra.

"Isss... what the hell, Ra!" Lala throbbed but moments later her face seemed to turn carefree.

While Zaki just smiled while shaking his head, then opened the car door for Lala to ride.

"Well, happy pedekate!" said Zahra waved at Zaki's car which started to move slowly.

Zahra sat on a long wooden chair near the cemetery gate.

Just a few minutes later, until finally the brother came to him there.

"So big brother" replied Zahra.

"If I take you somewhere else, will you?"

Zahra nodded with her obedience.

Dirga chuckled softly, realizing Zahra's innocent-impressed attitude.

"Han, you're so innocent. What if it turns out I'm not your sister's Dirga?" Dirga sat next to Zahra.

"I'm sure you're my brother, I can feel it" Zahra replied.

Dirga shakes inexhaustibly. "It's naive... If what you feel is wrong, how?" tanyanya.

"Don't know, I'm just following my instincts and instincts .. who says if Big Brother is my Big Brother!"

Dirga smiled slightly and sighed for a moment.

"Hows it? Brother want to tell us about our family?"

"If now I say ... if I'm not Dirga, how?"

Zahra got up from her seat, the words of the man she believed to be her brother was enough to make her anger ignited. Because however, there is a belief in him that says if this man is indeed his brother.

Is his brother trying to play him? Didn't he?

Zahra looked at the figure with a squeaking look, then realized something very important. Zahra just grabbed it. Something that Dirga was wearing - a necklace that was long enough to dangle from the neck to the front of the chest field of the young man.

"Look! This ring belonged to Brother. It turns out that Brother also made it a necklace pendulum, just like I made it!" zahra exclaimed as she hurried to remove her own necklace, which she was wearing but was covered because of her hijab.

With confidence, he then showed it to the figure he believed to be Dirga.

"How's it?" asked Zahra with a defiant attitude. He wants to see let alone the reason that will be given Dirga this time after the real evidence is in front of the eyes, is Dirga still willing to deny?

Dirga chuckled softly. It turns out his sister can't just be fooled. His sister is quite smart and now he also becomes convinced that Zahra is indeed his sister, especially when their necklace toys are similar - namely a pair of diamond-eyed rings with the same classic design.

"Alright, Zee.." whispered Dirga slowly, making the smile on Zahra's face expand perfectly. The call 'Zee' mentioned by Dirga, has become an accurate complementary answer if this figure is indeed his biological brother.

"Now, can you tell me?" zahra asked looking at Dirga expectantly.

"Hmm, but Brother is sure you've heard the story from Aunt Devia. Aunt Devia must have told you the right thing, you can trust her."

"I did believe him, but I wanted to hear the story from my brother's point of view."

"I don't know exactly what the story is, because I was four at the time."

"Then, who did you live with? Where's?" cecar Zahra's.

"I live with Uncle Sapta."

"Who is he?"

"He's a confidant of the late Papa. He saved me when he accidentally slipped from Mama's eyes. At that time Mama wanted to run away to take you and me, but I was still a toddler apart from Mama. It forced Mama to run away with only you, because she couldn't come back to look for me. Then, I was forced to come with Uncle Sapta who accidentally saw me at that time."

"...Uncle Sapta sacrificed a lot for me, he was willing to live unsettled as experienced by the late Mama before finally Mama was killed. Uncle Sapta was willing not to get married to take care of me, he was afraid that no woman would accept me if she decided to get married."

"really? Then where is Uncle Sapta now? Is he healthy and alive?" Zahra was afraid that Sapta's uncle would get caught up in his family's problems and sacrifice his life.

"Uncle is home, he's healthy."

"Alhamdulillah" said Zahra. "When do I want to see him, okay?" tanyakanya.

Dirga nodded. "Of course, Uncle would love to see you" he replied.

"I'll also thank you very much, brother!" answer Zahra sincerely.

"But Han, there's one thing you want to ask your brother" Dirga said heartily.

"About what, brother?"

"This has nothing to do with our real family problems. It's just that Brother is very curious."

"Whatis that? Do you know anything else about me, other than what our family is related to?"

Dirga nodded with a faint smile. "How's your relationship with Ken? Have you met?" tanyakanya.

"K-ken? Sister knew him?" Zahra looked at Dirga with a frowning forehead in wonder. Feeling surprised and not thinking.

Dirga actually laughed in response to his sister's question. "I don't just know him, Han! But ... very - very familiar with him!" said steady.

"Sister. I..."

"Marry him! Because if you don't, I'm afraid Ken's going crazy." Dirga laughed again imagining Ken's upset face just because one woman turned out to be his own biological sister.

...Connect ......

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