Muhasabah Love

Father's orders cannot be disputed

“Drink medicine lo.” Sakti helps Angkasa slowly to take medicine. After the departure of Mr. Tirta, his best friend began to lose control.

Space designer abandoned Space soon once Myria's body was lost from sight. Arriving in his own room, just as the new door was closed, the tall body of the man was dazed and almost unsteady to the floor if not held by Sakti.

Sakti deliberately followed as anticipation. Sure enough, his best friend's kink turned out to be just acting. Space has not fully recovered.

“Atur breath lo,” says Sakti gives directions. “The water is less?” tanyanya.

Space shakes. He handed the empty glass to Sakti, then closed to achieve calmness. Although the shadow of the problem is difficult to go, at least Space must fight.

“Don't tell me nyokap. I don't want him to worry.” In between breaths, Angkasa said. However, it seemed like Sakti was hard to accept that request.

“But you need control if gini.” Sakti's two eyebrows almost connected. The smooth skin of his face is wrinkled on the forehead.

“Gue can leave by yourself.”

“Lo sure?”

Amidst the despair, Angkasa nodded. His face and lips paled like a sick person.

Sakti breathed while scooping her face hearing her best friend's answer. Space is stubborn and difficult to negotiate. As a result, Sakti only followed the will of his best friend.

Sakti's mouth doesn't say anything. He sat in the corner of another sofa while waiting for Space to gather energy. The effect of the drug is not yet fully reacted, but thankfully not late to drink.

“Gue must take care of employees who saw the incident earlier. Do you pa-pa I stay?”

“Hm. Go.”

“Call me if need anything.”

Still in a closed eye condition, Angkasa nodded and let Sakti go.

Sakti's departure leaves a quiet in space. Angkasa massaged the temple and returned to Myria. For the umpteenth time, she had to see a beloved woman crying sobbing without being able to touch. There was a barrier wall so high that Space had to pass through in order to do that.

“My, I hope you're all right. Patience, My. Let God finish all this if we can't.”

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In the room Sakti had gathered the managers of all the divisions on the fifth floor. David and three other managers who happen to be on one floor with the company's top brass.

Sakti stepped in. The knocking of his shoes sounded loud and successful to make the tension of his men increasingly become. The man circled the table, then stood in front of the oversized chair.

“You want to know why I called?”

There was a dispute between managers because they did not understand the reason they were gathered. However, finally the four people compactly replied with a sledgehammer.

Sakti bent slightly with her hands gripping the side of the table. The man's gaze sharpened, wiping out the whirlwind of hospitality that the employees used to see.

“Marketing and designer divisions, merchandiser teams, all must know what is happening today. One member of the designer team was fired directly by Mr. Kasa.” The sentence of Sakti paused for a while, but the eyes continued to stare sharply.

The managers painstakingly caught Sakti's intention. I wanted to ask, but I didn't dare. The sentence of dismissal is like a scourge for all employees who do work because of need.

“David!”

“Y–ya, Sir, I.” David stuttered. His feelings were not enough during the trip to the Sakti room earlier.

Serious flashes increasingly radiate from the senses of sight Sakti. The man straightened his back and stood perfectly. “All your members know what I mean, make sure they shut up. Just one rumor circulating and found out who spread, the perpetrator and you!”

“You'll come with me to fire!”

Like a thunderbolt that shakes the sky. Sakti's warning keeps his men tiptoeing. They are compact and hard to breathe.

“Everything! It's not just David. Merchandising team, marketing, or even OB even if you make rumors about Mr. Angkasa, I will kick you guys without a care.”

I'm sitting every manager back on his feet. In fact, two of them are gender women to rub the neck and arms together.

The four managers had to promise to keep their mouths shut to get out of trouble. Once Sakti believes, they are allowed out.

In fact, all the workers agreed that Sakti was more friendly and easy to joke around than Angkasa. However, during the rampage, the two men turned out to be the same.

Different from Angkasa who continues to strive for calm, Myria is still busy crying over fate. Along the way until arriving home, his cheeks did not dry in the slightest.

“This time you betrayed the trust of Father, Myria?”

Mr. Tirta's voice boomed to invite Mrs Caroline and Andreas who just happened to come home from the company immediately ran into the living room. The two humans saw Myria and Mr. Tirta standing by the stairs.

Lady Caroline approached, while Andreas positioned himself behind Myria.

“Tirta, what's up? Why should you scream like this?” Lady Caroline's hand landed on the husband's arm.

“Daddy follow all your will, does not mean Dad can not be angry.” Mr. Tirta keeps railing. Not one bit to respond to Miss Caroline's question. The man was still inflamed with sparkling eyes and two hands were at the waist. “See you! You dress covered like this, is it worth chasing after men and having blatantly no halal ties?”

Myria's two eyes widened. He raised his face and returned the gaze of the father. In between sobs, the woman replied, “What do you mean? Kasa and I had no communication outside of work all this time. I don't have his number, he never called me. Why can you talk about that? We never went out together, either? Kasa always appreciates me, Dad!”

“Stay all this time you guys are free to meet, right? Tell Dad, what did the young man promise you until you were crazy about him? There are more men out there than he can find for you. Why should he?”

“What's Wrong from Space, Dad! Whahuh? I didn't know Kasa all this time, but why does she hate him so much? When it comes to family, I've told you long ago that Kasa doesn't know anything. But why Gini's father? Why, Yah?” Myria's crying won't stop. All this time he was telling the family about his feelings for Angkasa and said he was not ready to marry again for fear of failure. In fact, he was just waiting for the miracle of all the prayers that were always offered in the third of the night.

Mr. Tirta growled. His hands clenched hearing his daughter resist. Only this time Myria spoke so loudly in front of him that it was quite heartbreaking. “Whatever it is, all the things that concern Aji and his mother, Dad will not accept!” Finished saying, Mr. Tirta was about to leave the place. He let Myria cry without comfort because the child's will was hard to grant.

“Bad daddy! Selfish father!” Myria ran to face Mr. Tirta, then pushed the old man's body firmly. “Originally I know, after Mom's death, I lived alone. I'm stuck around because I'm an only child and I don't know who my father is. From now on, I need to know that only Space and his parents want to help me. I am happy to live in his family despite being a daughter-in-law. Not like now the same my own father, it continues to hurt.”

“Myria!” The shout followed the slap reflexively landed on Myria's cheek. The woman fell to the floor because she was not ready to take a hit.

Andreas and Mrs Caroline were stunned. The two people immediately helped Myria stand up.

A slap from the father deepens the wound in the heart. Myria screamed loudly, “I hate Daddy!” Once again, the body clad in a black suit was pushed. Not as strong as before, but able to shift Mr. Tirta's legs backwards. Afterwards, Myria headed for the room and slammed the door hard enough.

Myria's words were like thousands of needles piercing the heart. Mr. Tirta did not expect hate speech to be received from his own son who had been sought. He stared in place and could only look at the right hand that was used earlier. “What do I do?”

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