PASUTRI (On Love & Happiness)

CHAPTER 217

Faza sighed trying to hold back his emotions in front of his wife and children when he found many items sent by Santoso to Zahra and Fahri. What else is the goods arranged piled on the table in the living room. Faza was eager to get angry at Lasmi. But then Faza realized, mbak Lasmi did not know what.

“Mas..”.

Zahra who was beginning to understand with her husband's gaze very gently grabbed the man's big hand. Zahra did not know why Santoso was still bothering him when it was clear Zahra expressed his dislike for the widower.

“You brought Fahri to the room yes dear.”

Faza turned his head and smiled looking at Zahra who could only nod his head in accordance with what Faza said.

“Mbak, please help bring her goods Fahri well.” Said Faza on the Lasmi madam who stood not far from the living room table in front of him.

“Oh Yes Sir. Fine..” Agguk mbak Lasmi then took Fahri's bag that Faza brought.

“Mari mistress.”

Zahra nodded slowly then stepped first from Lasmi's mother. The two of them stepped slowly leaving Faza who continued to stare at the goods arranged by Lasmi on the table in the living room.

Faza sighed. Santoso cannot be ignored.

Faza then reached into the pocket in his suit to contact the security guard who soon entered the house to approach Faza.

“I Mr..” Said the security guard nodding slowly.

“Yes.. Sir, please bring all this stuff and put it in the trunk of my car. Now well.” Pinta Faza.

“Oh ready sir.”

The security guard eagerly began to take the goods and take them out of the house put them into the trunk of Faza's car until the goods were not left in the guest room.

After all the goods Santoso gave to Zahra and Fahri got into his car, Faza immediately got into the car and drove it at medium speed.

Faza's car drove out of his spacious yard. The man was really furious at Santoso who continued to disturb his wife. Faza felt very unappreciated as Zahra's husband. In addition, Faza also knew that his wife was uncomfortable with everything Santoso sent.

On the way to the restaurant Santoso Faza continued to nurture his anger. Both of his hands felt very itchy wanting to float his hard bogeman on Santoso's sickening face.

About 30 minutes drive finally Faza car arrived right in front of the restaurant Santoso. Faza got out of his car immediately. With wide steps Faza stepped into the restaurant.

Faza asks Santoso whereabouts at one of the waitrees at the restaurant, and the waitrees tell him that Santoso is returning home to Faza.

Without wasting any time, Faza got out of the restaurant and headed straight for the Santoso residence in his luxury car. It was like luck to Faza. Because with him beating Santoso in his house, no one will know about what Faza did to Santoso.

Faza honked his car's horn as soon as he reached the gate of Santoso's residence. Not long after a housekeeper came and immediately opened the gate for her without first asking. Faza guessed it looks like Santoso already knows about his arrival this afternoon.

After his car was in the yard of Santoso's house which was not as wide as his yard, Faza got out of his car. Faza also asked Santoso's domestic assistant to drop off all the items in the trunk of his car.

“As far as father only !! I'm sick of all this. His shop till any time I won't obey anything you say. I'll stay with mom. I will take care of my mother with all my heart. Because I am not a man like a father who usually only hurt women.”

Faza frowned when he heard a loud voice from inside Santoso's house. It was a man's voice.

Faza smiled cynically. Faza was sure Santoso must be arguing with his son.

Not long after a teenage boy in a white uniform ash ash came out of the Santoso residence. He is Nanda, the first child of Santoso's marriage and his ex-wife.

Nanda stared for a while at Faza who was just standing in front of his car and then looked and passed with his motorcycle.

Faza smiled amusedly. Seeing the appearance of Nanda with his motorcycle somehow Faza suddenly remembered the time of his gray white period when he started targeting Zahra.

“Sister wait Deo !!”

The loud voice of the little boy did not make the teenager stop the speed of his motorbike. Faza knew Nanda was being overwhelmed by his anger.

Faza then looked at Nadeo. Faza knows who that boy is. He is the youngest son of Santoso who used to be with Zahra. Nadeo was even very sticky on Zahra.

Seeing Faza's figure both Nadeo's eyes widened slightly. Nadeo also knew Faza very well. Of course because Zahra introduced.

“Kak Faza..” Mumbled.

Faza smiled then nodded. Slowly Faza stepped closer to Nadeo. The little boy and his brother Nanda are victims of Santoso's egoism, who only think about his own feelings without caring about the feelings of his two sons who are in desperate need of extra attention from him and his ex-wife.

“You still know me?” Faza asked after standing in front of Nadeo.

Nadeo looked up then smiled faintly. A smile that does not resemble Santoso. Maybe because Nadeo is more likely to be similar to his mother.

“Of course. I also remember the same brother Zahra.”

Faza gently rubbed the top of Nadeo's head. Faza was very sad actually seeing the boy who had to grow up plus the full attention of his parents who chose to separate.

“What is Mr Santoso inside?” Ask Faza then.

“Dad exists.. Let me take you to dad.”

Nadeo grabbed Faza's big hand leading him inside Santoso's house.

“My father is in the middle of my room.. Brother can go straight there. I want to catch up with Nanda first.” Nadeo then let go of the hand Faza was intending to run.

But before Nadeo really darted out of his grasp, Faza prevented him. Faza hates Santoso. But leaving a innocent child like Nadeo in danger is not a good thing.

“Wait for me in the car. After my business with your father is done I will accompany you in pursuit of your brother.”

Nadeo looked at Faza like he was assessing value.

“I promise.” Imbuh Faza who managed to make Nadeo believe him then nodded his head in agreement.

Calmly the boy stepped out of Santoso's house leaving Faza smilingly staring at his small back.

“Even in the eyes of your two children you are no longer a good person Santoso.” The Inner Faza miris.