MASAL Waiting for the Heart Fruit

MASAL Waiting for the Heart Fruit
MASAL 16 Sand Flowers



"What you are talking about, son, is not true, because God hates a separation in the household. I just want your mother to introspect and keep away from you. You don't want what happened a week ago to happen again" Sofyan explained, smiling at Malik and Sabila. 


"The father is not lying and hiding something, is he?" 


"For what son, there is no benefit father to lie, it is not discussed again. You guys stayed here a long time ago you guys didn't stay. So that you're not alone,"


"Sorry sir. Looks like we can't stay here, almost all the mouths of the residents of the complex here contain sand flowers, why you still feel at home living in a curse complex like this," malik said making Mr. Sofyan immediately laughed loudly. 


"Astaghfirullah son, you can't say that, that's why you live here. Because you want to change their habits, son," 


"Free sir. You've lived here a long time but they're still the same, no change," 


"Every human being has different traits and behaviors, some are changing rapidly and vice versa,"


"If I think you want to go home to Dubai. I know you miss your dad very much," 


"Yesterday I met your grandfather. But if you go back there. Father can't yet. It's not that I don't miss my grandfather. But father and Iskandar want to prove that we can start a life without interference and also the property of your grandfather. Although Iskandar first became a very successful person in the world. But you never envy, because you want to succeed not in the world but in the end, son," explained Mr. Sofyan made Malik can only listen to what his father said. 


Because it is true what Sofyan said so far Sofyan and Iskandar never want to enjoy the treasures of his parents. Although Malik does not know exactly why the two brothers do not want to enjoy a penny of property from both parents. 


"But you as a grandson, must obey your grandfather and run the company of your grandfather who has been bestowed upon you properly," sofyan's advice to Malik made Malik just nod his head hearing everything Sofyan said. 


It was already evening when Malik and Sabila decided to return home when the two did not want to stay overnight, making Mr. Sofyan not to bother about it. 


Along the way back to his home Malik and Sabila's hands intertwined and Malik occasionally kissed the back of his wife's hand. 


Malik stopped his car on the side of the road and Malik got out of the car. Followed by Sabila who also came down from the car while chasing Malik who approached two people who were arguing on the side of the road. 


"Hijo! Don't do that" Malik said, holding Hijo's hand, which would hit a woman, making her go straight to her car and drive her fast. 


"Malik sir, Sabila ma'am" Hijo said as he became aware of the arrival of Malik and Sabila. 


"What you're doing is not right," 


"Sorry sir, I couldn't help my emotions when I found out that my newborn son was abandoned by his own mother?"


"What do you mean Hijo?" malik asked curiously not knowing what his personal assistant was saying. 


"So my wife. More precisely my ex-wife sir, when she asked to divorce me and leave with another man. Even though I refused to divorce her because she was pregnant with my child" Hijo explained in frustration. 


"Pacify yourself, not by force to face the problem to finish quickly," Malik said while patting Hijo on the back. 


"I know, sir, I was just getting carried away with emotions. I'm sorry, Mr. Malik, for the next week I'm not going to work, because I have to find my son,"


"It doesn't matter to look for your son and get everything done well" Malik's advice made Hijo nod his head immediately, and Hijo got into his car and drove off, after the previous Hijo say goodbye to Malik and also Sabila who had previously listened to the talk of Malik and Hijo. 


"Astagfirullah hal azim. A mother who threw away her own child. I can't stop thinking, what kind of mother's heart is made of" Sabila said, shaking her head. 


"We're getting back in the car, again," 


"Wait for the mas," 


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