Marsha, Between Love and Revenge

The Truth Revealed

Marsha was quietly pensive in her room, with her knees bent closed with a thick blanket, because it had just rained outside. Marsha thought about the fate of her marriage which was at the end of the horn, if Zidan could not prove his words, then the marriage was ended full of struggles and twists.

Last night Rasya looked very angry, and seeing his arrival by dragging a large suitcase with a large stomach deeply scratched the deepest wound in the heart of Rasya and Rose. Even so, the man who still looks handsome with wrinkles on the skin of his face is already visible and his hair already has two different colors it still welcomes him with a warm embrace of affection, a sad and injured face was clearly drawn on his face. Marsha was full, she realized, not yet able to make both parents happy but always scratched the wound for both.

The sound of shaking hapenya sign there is a message coming in making Marsha turn to the right side, where he put his phone on the nightstand. Marsha's hand reached out to reach him. Marsha frowned, from the new number, who?

When he opened, Zidan's tired face was asleep immediately greeted him, Marsha's chest felt very tight, her eyes were teary, what did Zidan mean to sleep there? What was the way he solved the problem by hurting her continuously? What should be close to women who clearly want to destroy their households? Moreover, this was clearly the woman was warming up.

Zidan! What exactly is on his mind?

The knock on her bedroom door made Marsha quickly wipe away the tears that had been bleating, Marsha took a breath regulating emotions.

The head of the rose poked while smiling gently.

"Mom can come in?" Marsha nodded.

The rose approached his daughter. Sitting by the bed, stroking her hair dear.

"Mama got a call from Mommy, Mahesa said today's proposal."

Marsha was surprised, frowning. "Master? With who?"

"Mother doesn't know, let alone Amam?"

"Oh, that's a weird kid. Where's the woman from? Why didn't he tell Marsha?"

"Just try to call him." tell the rose. Marsha looked back at her phone and it reminded her of the message Susan had sent. Marsha.

"Hello, Mahesa. You want a proposal?"

"Yes, why?"

"Why not tell me? you think I'm not a brother anymore?"

"No, I don't consider you a brother anymore, because you chose the wrong man."

"What's the connection, Mahesa?"

"There certainly is, I'm heartbroken." Mahesa answered.

Marsha took a breath. "Who is that woman?" his insistence wants to know.

"Why do you want to know, jealous? when your relationship with that man deteriorated, I was happy now. Consider this karma because you have hurt me, Marsha and the bear."

"It's very much you, I'm sure it's just a joke. Let's be honest otherwise I'll tell Mommy if you just mess with this woman and just make her an outlet."

Shit, Marsha always knew she was lying. "What the hell? Want to know about people's business. Don't interfere in my business, take care of your household. By." Mahesa answered tightly and immediately ended this phone, otherwise the lie will be exposed.

"Dad knows what you're talking about with Marsha." Abdi's voice shocked Mahesa.

"Dad?"

"Marsa always knows you're lying." Said Abdi, "does this have anything to do with Zidan's speech the other day? And you decided not to involve Dad in this matter?"

Mahesh scratched his forehead, then looked at the old face of Abdi, the kind man who would accept him, who took care of him from childhood like his own biological child. Unheart if not honest, he finally took Abdi to the back garden, telling the plan he and Zidan.

"What's? So you got all the evidence?" Mahesa nodded.

"I'm so grateful to Zidan, Dad, for helping him, it's finally all revealed."

Abdi to tediam. He can't say anything more.

"Help Zidan explains with Apap Rasya, Well. Because Apap Rasya only wants to listen to Dad. Zidan did this to protect his family. He loves Marsha so much."

"Yes, that's for sure, Father will definitely explain this to Rasya. Let's get ready quickly, I can't wait to see that guy's face."

* * *

"Mahesa lied? Did he just lie about this proposal?" The rose that heard the chatter of Marsha and Mahesa became curious.

"Come on, Mom, look at it later. Amam knew Mahesa was never close to any woman, even if close, it would take a long time."

Rose nodded, it was a bit strange, Mahesa wanted a proposal but Beautiful did not know the woman who wanted to be proposed to Mahesa, met ever, and this seemed very rushed, and this seemed very hurried, though the word Beautiful Mahesa wants to propose to the woman in a week, but suddenly Mahesa speed up the lights.

* * *

In a different place, Zidan opened his eyes when Susan had closed the door of his house, Zidan shuffled up, peering through the window with a curtain covering the window. Susan took an online taxi, Zidan saw the license plate number of the car and called someone to follow her.

Zidan himself immediately ran to the bathroom to remove the kiss marks on Susan's lips, he rubbed strongly with his palms, lest there be a little left of yeng left behind, he felt very disgusted.

Zidan did not want to use soap or anything at Susan's house, because he did not want any traces of Susan's stuff attached to his skin, there should only be traces of Marsha there.

Then Zidan ran to his car, he immediately changed his clothes are always available in the car, then throw the used clothes he slept on the sofa owned by Susan.

"If I could change my lips and throat, I would change my throat" Zidan said as he did not bring his own glass to drink wine.

Zidan immediately drove his car following the direction of the gps that people had sent him to follow Susan. Zidan did not forget to contact Mahesa, making sure Mahesa had also started in their plan. And Zidan could breathe a sigh of relief, when Mahesa was already on the road to the house of Misya, and Abdi would help him talk to Rasya later.

From far away Zidan can already see the online taxi that brought Susan. Zidan has a right this road to the crossing of an island.

"So he's been hiding them here all along?" Zidan Mumbled. Zidan slowed down the speed of his car, lest Susan see him following her.

Before long Susan's car slowed down and stopped, looking Susan down, she dyed right and left, afraid until someone saw her. Then Susan got into one of the speedboats leaning between dozens of other speedboats.

"Mama, Papa." Susan hugged her parents.

"Suhan. You how are you?" ask her mother while breaking their arms.

"good. Same mom Papa?"

Susan frowning. "Have Papa called and asked to meet?"

"No, Papa there's no such thing, is Mama?"

"Mama's not either." said Mama Susan.

They look at each other.

"Susan, did you take someone to your house?"

Susan fell silent.

"Zidan" he said later after realizing that he had invited Zidan into his house. "It's impossible?" Susan pulled her hair back with both hands in frustration.

"Who is Susan?" Ask her father with an intimidating look.

Susan didn't answer, she turned around to get out. But in front of the police officers pointed a firearm at him.

"Don't move, give up, we've surrounded this place."

Susan backwards raised both her hands into the air in surrender. Mama and her papa looked at each other, then among the policemen, Zidan appeared.

"Hi Susan's. We meet here."

"Zidan why are you here?"

Zidan moved closer to Susan. "Meet you." Then he moved on to his parents. "And them."

"What do you mean?"

Zidan smiled at Susan. "Don't talk to your boss" he said grinning. "Since you threatened me when I asked you out, I've been finding out about you, Susan. Especially until you say you want to hurt my wife and kids, you think I'll just shut up?"

Zidan brought his face closer to Susan's face, making Susan's body shake, he did not expect Zidan could be as scary as this.

"I was just investigating, what was the relationship between you and Marsha. It turns out you're a schoolmate, but you hated Marsa a long time ago because there were a lot of people who liked Marsha. And your parents' accident," Zidan again saw Susan's papa mother embracing each other's braces. "Just engineering you guys, right, to get their insurance out?"

"No! That's not true, I don't know them." Susan shouts.

"Yes, we don't know each other." Both couples also denied.

"You guys just explain this at the police station," Zidan looked at Susan and her parents in turn. "If you hadn't piqued Marsha any further, I wouldn't have done this because I had feelings, but you crossed the line, Susan." Really, Zidan's charismatic aura somehow floated where? Zidan now looks very scary and creepy in Susan's eyes.

"Zidan I didn't do anything to Susan, which I did as the facts and the fact that your wife doesn't take care of you."

"And that's none of your business. I love her more than anything in the world, so I'm not demanding on her, WHY SO YOU'RE A BOTHER?" Zidan could not hold back his emotions, he really lost a lot of valuable time just to follow Susan's game, and look for Susan's rot.

"Bring them Sir. Don't release them." Zidan turned a little back to talk to the police.

"NO! Zidan, don't do this, they're not my parents, they're dead, I can show you their graves." Susan screamed as her hands were handcuffed by the police.

"Take my son off, or are you all going to die?"

Papa Susan took out his gun from his back pocket, and went in front of the police officers and Zidan. Without realizing it, if he had admitted his son Susan, Zidan just smiled while shaking his head. He turned around to get out, but Papa Susan pulled the trigger and the bullet hit Zidan.

* * *

Mahesa's car and her family stop in front of the newly rented house of Misya and her papa. The two-story mansion they rented along with the contents inside at a fairly high price. This was also because Mahesa had transferred a sum of money to Misya with a nominal of ten million. How not did Misya and Burhan immediately accept Mahesa quickly even though it seemed sudden?

"Pa, they've come." cried Misya to the papa from the door. Burhan was enjoying a delicious snack that he rarely met in the family dining room.

Burhan immediately cleaned his mouth and stood up, to welcome the arrival of besan candidates. He and Misya wait at the door, welcoming Mahesa and her family, Burhan's friends from her new business.

Mahesa and Abdi step up with thumping chests, wanting to know the response of Indah and Masnah when meeting with Burhan. They shook hands with the guests, then walked towards Misya's house.

Beautiful views, and Burhan meets. Then Burhan's gaze moved to Masnah who was sitting in a wheelchair that was pushed by Abdi. Beautiful, Masnah and Burhan both look at each other, to remember the face in front of them.

Masnah and Burhan still think hard considering who they are, but Indah who is younger and so attached the face of Burhan in his mind because indeed he waited, hoping in an accidental meeting could meet Burhan, Burhan, remember who Burhan is.

"Uncle Burhan." Lirih Indah makes Masnah look up to look at him. Dada Indah looks up and down because he is sure that what he saw was true Papa Selly.

"Burhan's Disa's husband?" asked Masnah, Beautiful nodded weakly. "Astagfirullahaladzim." Masnah immediately looked at Burhan in disbelief, then looked at Misya who was silent not understanding the situation that occurred.

"Him mother is no stranger to her face. Burhan you're alive? And this is your son?"

Burhan just remembered who Indah and Masnah almost made limbung if he did not hold hands with Misya.

"Pa, what's wrong?" Misya held Burhan's hand. Burhan could not answer, he shook his head, his mind that hoped to get rich immediately destroyed.

"Burhan finally, we meet again after all this time." The voice of Masnah was rising, how not? Burhan has fooled them all out and left Disa and Selly, making their lives miserable.

"Why know them?" ask Misya, then look at Mahesa.

"Very, very familiar, Missya." Mahesa replied, "let alone with these two women." Mahesa showing family photo size 10×10'. There Misya sees a portrait of Burhan as a young boy.

"That's papa?" Misya asked Burhan.

"Yes, they're Papa's son and wife we're looking for, Misya." Burhan acknowledged.

"Lantas, who are you, Mahesa?"

"I'm the son of your father's son, and the son of the man he hit and ran." Mahesa replied with a dusty, tight chest, as much as possible he held back the water that was jostling to come out of his eye sludge. It is not easy for Mahesa to admit that.

Abdi patted Mahesa on the shoulder, and he knew that Mahesa was very fragile. While Masnah and Indah were surprised by Mahesa's confession.

"No, no way, is this not possible?" Misya shook her head, unable to accept this fact, she had expected more of her relationship with Mahesa. If it were like this, his life and his papa would be ruined.