My Devil Man's

MDM - Part 52

When all beliefs are destroyed, when the word love is toyed with, the pain is so -- that it stabs, according to Zidan. The look of the man is now a mess, even the dimness of the room can not hide apparently that is like a person of confusion.

He was disappointed, but what should he do?

He longs for Asya's embrace, her soothing embrace and everything in her - - so fitting in her heart that it once hurt.

But because of that, he forgot a fact. The woman was once the cause of the destruction of her life, making her teenage years far from the name family happiness.

Zidan was desperate not to believe it, but all the evidence seemed to paralyze his thoughts. The portrait was so clear, and it is now repeated. Woman betrayed. When she was far away, Asya easily forgot herself.

Still fresh in Zidan's memory, the clad ring wrapped around Asya's neck. The ring, the ring that Raihan handed over at the time of proposing to her. One more fact that makes Zidan heat up, to yell at the woman, a creature with a weathered heart that he once knew.

Sighing, Zidan circulated his gaze throughout the corner of the space. Now he's in his room. In his family's room-mansion.

Zidan refused to return to the apartment. Because there, his memories and Asya much stored. Crying, selfishness, coercion, cries of pain, laughter to happiness, passed there. Covering every corner to make Zidan tight.

He was pensive, until a knock, followed by a firm but gentle voice calling his name. "Zidan, what's wrong with you?" ask the father out there.

"There's nothing, Pah," Zidan answered, without wanting to extend.

"Yaudah, Papah just wanted to say dinner's ready. You get down, okay?"

"Yes, Pah."

Then I heard a step away. Zidan once again sighed, closing the bead until the clear grain came back down.

Is it wrong to cry for love? Why did it hurt so much when Asya did?

And. There was a question that for some time was hanging in his mind. Is his relationship with Asya still viable, without undergoing any meaningful change?

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Ana looked at the fence of her family's mansion. Anger, anger and disappointment mixed into one. He had not expected that his only sister would be this stupid. Let go of Asya and get entangled in lies again.

About an hour ago Ana returned to her apartment. After taking a short break, the woman visits Asya's apartment - intending to see her condition. But what was obtained was not as expected. Asya doesn't exist.

Ana who was worried immediately entered Asya's apartment without permission first. Thankfully, Asya had trusted him by passwording the apartment a few days ago.

Blank. That's what Ana got. Until a few minutes of searching, Ana finally chose to call Asya. And what he heard, he was very disappointed.

Then the story flows. Among Asya's shrill voice, Ana was convinced that the woman on the phone was crying.

And this is where Ana, after trying to find her sister's apartment, finally decided to go home to the mansion, where she was sure that this is where Zidan is now.

Ana entered the mansion with stomping feet, the woman circulated her gaze, and only got the maids who prepared dinner on the side of the dining room.

"Bi, is Zidan coming home?" ask Ana on one of the marshy beaks.

The middle-aged woman turned her head, and looked down respectfully. "Yes Non, he came home. But, aunt doesn't know where she is."

"Thank you, bi."

"Yes, No."

Coinciding with Ana turning around, Rendi - her father - went down the steps of the stairs with a stick as a pedestal. The middle-aged man smiled, looking at his first child.

"Ana, when's it coming home?"

"Must be, Pah."

Raut Ana who looked like someone was holding something back made Rendi ask, "Why are you, An?"

"Well, where is Zidan now?"

Rendi sighed, the man wearing the cane walked slowly to sit on the sofa, assisted by Ana.

"He was hiding himself in the room. Papah does not know why, when he came home it looks messy. When asked, he was. This is it, Papah just came out of his room, told him to come down for dinner."

"Let him do it."

The words of Ana ketus made Rendi shrivel confused. She never saw Ana speak with this kind of angry tone. Moreover, his relationship with Zidan was arguably close.

"You have a problem with Zidan?"

"Son, Pah. He's the one who's looking for trouble."

"You mean?"

Not wanting to waste too long, Ana chose not to answer questions from Rendi. The woman smiled as she got up from her seat. He said, "That I followed Zidan first huh. And whatever Papah hears, don't go upstairs, I'll bring Zidan here."

Rendi nodded without asking any further, because from what Ana spoke, Rendi was sure the Bungsu had already made trouble.

After rubbing her hand, Ana ran up the steps of the stairs. The woman turned to the left, walking quickly towards the third massage room which was Zidan's room.

Knocking on the door quickly, Ana shouted, "Zidan!! Open door!! Open door!!"

"Sister, why do you have bad luck-"

Zidan's words came to a halt, as soon as Ana slapped the Sister and pulled the collar of the shirt she was wearing. Anger has mastered it, disappointment in Zidan's behavior makes Ana forced to slap the Sister.

"You fool Zidan!!" Ana yells, clenching her hands - hitting Zidan's body. "You**** or something, huh?! You did Asya until she ran away?! You are her?!"

Zidan fell silent, letting Ana keep hitting him.

"What are you doing, until he runs away like that?!"

Ana's body decays, the woman who works as a doctor is sitting on the floor with tears that have been pooled.

He remembered the words of Asya. His own words tell how Zidan accused the fragile woman.

The woman Ana had thought of as her own sister.

"A-Asya's running away, brother?" asked Zidan with a face of shock.

Ana nodded, got up and pulled back Zidan's collar. "You're wrong Zidan!!"

"What's wrong, brother?! What's wrong?!"

"You wrongly accused Asya of that!!"

"I'm not wrong, brother!" Zidan insisted, remembering it again made him overcome with anger. "He's got me, brother! When I'm not around, he's playing me brother!!"

"That's not it, he never played you!!"

"Okay, if you say that." Zidan was so angry, he said again, "I don't know who caused our family to be like this. It's because of Asya!! He ruined our family!!"

"He never ruined our family!!"

From their argument, Ana is convinced that the father heard her down there.

"So don't believe Zidan, you said that. You easily accuse Asya of ruining our family."

Zidan rubbed his face rough. If only Ana knew that she also really wanted to not believe everything. "So don't know anything! Do you know what it's like to be sick when you see your parents fighting? Brother doesn't know, right?! Because you chose to run away from the situation, without wanting to know everything!"

Stuck off, Ana looked at Zidan's face deeply. The woman also felt the pain, so she chose to leave at that time, without knowing she was wrong.

"So I know Zidan, so you choose to go. But this has nothing to do with Asya. Our family can't be defended from before." Ana said gently trying to explain.

"Our family is devastated by the third man, brother. And that's Asya!!"

Feeling that what he's explaining won't affect Zidan. Ana embraces her sister's arm, pulls her down the steps of the stairs, then approaches their Father who is sitting on the sofa with his worried face.

"Why are you fighting?" asked Rendi, trying to get up but Ana forbid it.

"Don't you know Asya?"

Rendi fell silent. The middle-aged man seemed to think, and afterwards looked at them with a sparkling face. "The father knows him, he's Papah's best friend's son. Where do you know him from?"

Ana smiled arrogantly when she saw Zidan. "When was the first and last time, Papah met him?"

Rendi looked confused, but still tried to answer, "The first and last time I met him was seven years ago. At that time Papah had just heard that Papah's friend died, and Papah went to his house to say bela sungkawa. It was then that Papah met Asya. He's a good boy, he's almost your age Zidan, Papah, I hope you see him again. He's a little girl, he's still an orphan."

"Where did he go, Pah?" ask Ana, not to advocate.

"The father doesn't know where he's going. He disappeared so early, then Papah heard he went to Bandung, stayed with his Papah's family."

That explanation was enough to choke Zidan. His body might even have fallen, if only he had not chosen to sit at that time.

"Tru-trus Papah divorced Mamah because of what?"

Rendi sighed, trying to open the old sheet. "We don't fit anymore, Zidan. Mama you've accused Papah of cheating. The reality is not that."

Zidan thought there were enough explanations he heard. He used to think Asya was wrong and became the cause of the destruction of his life. But after everything he knows. Zidan realized, here he was the stupid one for accusing the fragile woman without knowing what really happened.

"Bah, Zidan go first."

Zidan passed, before the man's footsteps stopped when Ana called out to him.

"Zidan?"

"Hm." Zidan cleared his throat, but turned his head while holding the door knob.

"Which you are accusing, about Asya and Raihan at that time, you were wrong. They were not just the two of them at the time. Brother is there, even your two best friends and Fany are there. Fight them Zidan, don't let you regret losing them."

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