Single-minded
Farah's anger
"You're sure you're going inside!" Fatih said, Farah turned to a magnificent house.
A house that stands firm, magnificent like a palace. Farah's gaze was sharp, fixedly staring at the majestic house which seemed to leave a bitter memory deeply in her heart. Although Farah never stepped on the beautiful house in front of her. Farah's heart was so sick, seeing the strong foundation of the house. The place where Vira was once insulted, without anyone being able to defend her. Farah stared at the house of the Atmaja family that was so big.
"Flood!"
"What's up, brother?" Farah said, Fatih patted Farah's shoulder slowly. Spreading for a moment Farah's pushy gaze.
"If your legs are too weak, there is no need to force them down. We were invited, but no one forced you to come!" Fatih said, Farah looked down lethargic.
Fatih looked pityfully at Farah. Fatih clearly felt the pain and agitation of Farah's heart. Come to a house full of bitter memories of Vira. It was not easy for Fatih and Farah. But for the sake of a promise, Fatih and Farah had to come. A promise made to Vira. Consecrate a child to the mother who gave birth to them.
"We're in!" Farah said firmly, slowly Farah opened the door of Fatih's car.
Farah lowered her legs one by one. Farah stood leaning against the car door. Bayu was standing not far from him. Bayu got off Fatih's car. Fatih and Farah arrive in Farah's car. Bayu just kept quiet, waiting for Fatih and Farah to get out of the car. Because Bayu did not understand the reason for their arrival in this house. After all since Farah's conversation with Bayu this afternoon. Without Bayu noticing, there is a distance that begins to be seen between him and Farah.
For a moment Bayu felt astonished, when Farah's car entered into the spacious courtyard of a magnificent house. A magnificent house that stands firmly not far from the house of Vira. Two different houses, but in the same area. A house that seemed so meaningful in Farah's life. The look on Farah's frightened face. Bayu sighed, he felt stupid and helpless. Bayu felt unable to hold Farah in his sadness and pain.
"Woodoo, we're in!" Invite Fatih friendly, Bayu nodded slowly.
With a gallant Bayu approached towards Fatih. At first glance Bayu glanced at Farah who continued to look down. It was as if a heavy burden was weighing down his heart. Shortness immediately felt Bayu, when he saw the look of Farah's fragile face. Bayu was completely unable to turn away from Farah. Not only was she physically beautiful, Farah had a much prettier heart. The reason Bayu was so fascinated with Farah.
"Whose house is this?"
"Mr Azzam Atmaja!" Sahut Fatih flat, Bayu immediately turned his head.
Bayu saw Fatih who was so calm. There was no anger or rejection from Fatih. Farah was fragile and broken. Obviously both Farah's legs were weak. Unable to step into the magnificent Atmaja family home. Bayu was completely in disbelief, two brothers who were so hurt. Now Fatih and Farah must be forced to forgive those who hurt them.
"You sure want to get in!" Bayu said, Fatih nodded slowly.
Bayu sees Farah walking into Atmaja's house. The big beautiful door, greeting Farah was full of hubris. Graceful footsteps Farah, as if not seen swallowed arrogance of the owner of the arrogant house. Farah's steps sounded rhythmic, like a beautiful symphony melody. An expensive marble floor, a tramped trough on Farah's legs. Bayu and Fatih follow Farah's steps. Keeping Farah afraid of her steps weakening and falling.
"Auntie Vika!"
"Bad blood!" Sapa Vika, Farah nodded reaching for Vika's soft hand. Farah kissed the back of Vika's hand. Then hugged the warm body of tiny Vika.
Vika becomes the only reason they come to the Atmaja family home. Farah was the guest Azzam had hoped for. With Vika's help, Farah is finally ready to attend. Not to greet or hug Azzam. Farah came for her respect for Vika. Fatih did the same. Fatih came for the sake of devotion to Vika and Arif who had raised him.
"Prieve, you're coming too!" Said Vika kindly, Fatih nodded slowly. Vika smiled towards Bayu.
"Tante Vika, where's Nafisa? I want to congratulate him!" Farah said softly, Vika spread her gaze.
"That's Nafisa!" Vika said while pointing to the right side of the direction of two o'clock.
Nafisa stood among the great men. Farah turned to the direction Vika pointed at. He saw Nafisa standing gracefully. The dress that Nafisa wore, made Nafisa beautiful and charming. Farah approached Farah, Fatih and Bayu continued to follow Farah's steps.
Since entering the luxurious house of the Atmaja family, Farah put a stick in the trunk of the car. Farah walked gracefully without her support staff. Farah clearly did not want to look weak in the eyes of the Atmaja family. Although that means Farah has to endure extreme pain. Let alone standing for an hour, ten minutes Farah walked. His leg bones were broken, his nerves were strained. Farah stood on her feet. So that no one looks at him contemptuously.
"Missful!"
"Flood!"
"Happy birthday!" Farah said kindly, warmly Farah extended her hand. Farah said a heartfelt congratulations from her heart.
Nafisa grabbed Farah's hand, both of them shaking hands with each other. Removing the differences between them. A moment to forget the pain of disappointment. After feeling quite pleasantries, Farah walked towards a table. Her footsteps began to weaken, Farah staggered. Fatih swiftly hugged Farah. Covering the weak that Farah had covered up since.
"Thank you!"
"Together!" Fatih said, then led Farah to the table in the corner of the room.
"You're thirsty, you're gonna get me a drink!"
"Mineral water!" sahut Farah, along with a nod of his head.
Fatih agrees with Farah's request, looking for the mineral water Farah asks for. Bayu was arrested with Nafisa. Fatih deliberately let Bayu with Nafisa. Not wanting to match Bayu with Nafisa. But as a good brother, Fatih should be able to be fair. By giving the same opportunity to Nafisa. So that Nafisa can be close to Bayu. A man who clearly disturbed his day.
"I can accompany you!" Azzam, Farah looked up. He saw Azzam already standing tall in front of him. Farah was not surprised, if Azzam was in front of her. In the place where Farah sits, there is no other luxury house Azzam family.
"Please, no one has the right to ban you!"
"Why are you alone? Where's your stick? I saw you in pain. Do you need to call a doctor?"
"I came with Kak Fatih and Kak Bayu. Fatih's sister is taking me a drink while Bayu's sister is accompanying Nafisa. About my stick, I left it in the car. I feel able to walk without a cane. One more thing, you do not need to call a doctor. I'm used to the same pain. Not a day or two, all those years I felt the same pain. Pain like skin separated from bone!"
"Flood!" Azzam said softly, Farah shook her head weakly.
"Don't say sorry anymore. I can't hear it anymore. Pretty much everyone is staring cynically at me. Blaming me for the disappointment I felt. I came to serve my mother, so I beg of you. Forget the trouble between us, behave like a host welcoming his guests!" Farah said coldly, Azzam silently stared fixedly at Farah.
"Only as the host, that's your confection to me!" Azzam's heart doesn't believe it.
"Maybe you're my biological father, you're the priest of the afterlife mama. Honestly, I never wanted to hate you. Because I never knew you. It's just, when I realized you're the guy who made my mom cry. At that moment, this disappointment was present. Especially when I see the difference between you and your mom. It's obviously the mama who's hurt, even if it's not you who's hurting!"
"What do you know about my love for Vira? The eternity of our love, no one else will be able to know. Your opinion of my relationship with Vira is too shallow, because our love is so deep and invisible to the eye!" Azzam said loudly, Farah smiled cynically.
"Maybe you're right, your love with your mom is sacred and deep. For I am the one who saw the destruction of a Vira Azza Ifatunnisa. Great and tough woman, defeated by the arrogance and arrogance of the Atmaja family. A family blind will be kind to your mother. A family that considers itself great and invincible. Although honestly from the beginning they lost!" Sahut Farah did not lose out loud.
"Flood!" Shouted Nafisa, Farah looked at Nafisa flat. Azzam turned his head as he heard the cry of Nafisa.
Plaaakkk
"Get me talk!" Breath of emotion, along with the slap that landed on Farah's cheek. Bayu was wide-eyed, in front of his eyes Nafisa slapped Farah. Instantly Bayu pulls a rough Nafisa. Bayu seems to not care about the existence of Azzam.
"What are you doing?" Bayu yelled rudely, Nafisa was surprised to see Bayu's anger.
Nafisa is devastated to hear Bayu's clasping, a gesture that Bayu is defending Farah. Nafisa took a few steps back. His world seemed to collapse, the man he so admired. Scolded him without asking the reason for his rude attitude. Nafisa stared at Farah's anger. His heart grew sicker, when he realized Bayu preferred Farah over him.
"Farah, are you okay?" Sayu worried, Farah holding her cheek that feels hot. The slap of Nafisa was so strong, that Nafisa's hand left a mark on Farah's face.
Bayu approached Farah with great anxiety. But when Bayu was about to touch Farah's cheek. See if Nafisa's slap is dangerous? Bayu's hand stopped in midair. Farah stretched out her hand, forbidding Bayu to come closer to her. Farah seemed to realize Nafisa's hateful gaze. Dislike of Nafisa for Bayu's closeness with Farah. Instantly Bayu retreated, he took a few steps away. His heart ached to accept Farah's refusal.
"I'm doing fine. The slap of Atmaja's granddaughter won't hurt me!" Farah said coldly, Bayu shook his head in disbelief. Farah remained cold untouched.
Azzam immediately stood up, both of his eyes red withstanding anger. He saw Nafisa slap Farah. There was a sense of disbelief in Azzam's heart. When Azzam saw Nafisa's rude attitude towards Farah. The attitude that will make the distance Azzam and Farah further. Azzam could not believe it, Nafisa was able to be rude.
"Nafisa, watch your attitude!" Asper Azzam, Nafisa stared intently at Azzam. Nafisa walked over to Azzam. Nafisa's gaze locked onto Azzam's face. Papa always respected.
"Why is papa angry? Dad should have done the same to her. He insulted our family. He's just a handicapped kid who can't stand on both feet. But his speech was high, as if he was capable without others. Farah is nothing more than a self-informed child. Considered himself valuable, so that he could behave as he pleased himself!"
"Nafisa, enough!" Shouted Azzam loudly, at once everyone turned their heads. They see a debate that shouldn't happen.
"Why did papa stop me? What did I say right? She felt like a hurt princess. It was his attitude that made everyone hurt. Papa is no exception, a biological father that he should respect. The long hijab he wore, did not necessarily cover his rude and arrogant attitude!" Said Nafisa stirred, Bayu was silent to hear all the insults of Nafisa. At a glance Bayu turned to Farah, the look on Farah's face looked calm. Not disturbed by the words of Nafisa.
"Farah, watch your talk!" Said Azzam emotion, his hand raised about to slap Nafisa.
"Never slap your daughter. Your hand only has the right to hold her warm, clenching when the cold ambushes her. Remember one thing, you've lost a daughter. Don't let your other daughter go. Besides, your defense is not necessary. Twenty years ago, I protected myself without your help. Insults and skewed views about me, not something extraordinary!"
"You deserve to be insulted. Your pride and arrogance blind the eyes of your heart. A man of faith will not hold such a grudge. You are like a man without faith. Not only is your heart cold, it is dead. Actually I'm not surprised, you grew up with an inappropriate upbringing. Born without knowing who his father was?"
Plaaakkkk
"Be careful when you talk!" Farah said coldly, Nafisa was surprised when Farah's hand slapped her. Farah approached towards Nafisa, her hands clutching Nafisa's pretty face. Farah looked like an eagle ready to prey on his enemy.
"I am silent about your humiliation, not because I am afraid of the arrogant daughter of the Atmaja family. I kept my attitude, because I respected the defenseless great lord Atmaja. I swallow your insults raw, for the pride of the mother who gave birth to me. Ever since she met you, ever since she asked me to take care of you. Mama asked me to budge, including the attention of sister Bayu. Mama planted it on me, if you're the sister I have to protect. But I won't stay silent or give up. If you doubt your mother. Remember one thing young lady Atmaja, what do you have right now? I can easily destroy it. I can make you a beggar. The great lord Atmaja no longer fanged, the weak lord Angga Atmaja helpless. They won't be able to help you. So watch your talk!" Farah said full of anger, with a rough Farah threw Nafisa's face.
As Nafisa was in pain, the grip of Farah's hand rested on Nafisa's chin. Leaving behind a terrible pain. Fatih and Bayu saw a figure that was so creepy. Farah is not as innocent and selugu usually. Azzam was only speechless seeing Farah replying to Nafisa's rude attitude. It's even more rough and cold. No one was able to protect Nafisa. Farah has really changed.
"You're just a weak woman, none of your ability to destroy my family. You never realize, if the Atmaja family is tough. No one can beat papa. He's the greatest business man. It's free for you to talk, if in fact you can't do anything?" Said Nafisa cynically, Farah smiled cynically.
"If you want proof, despise once again mama Vira. Then I will have the Atmaja family destroyed!" Challenge Farah.
Nafisa was silent. He saw sincerity in every word Farah. Lafisa's heart began to shrink, especially when he turned to Azzam. There was an anxiety that seemed to say something was wrong in the Azzam company.
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"Lord Angga Atmaja, twenty years ago. Your pride ruined my mother's life. From this second on, your granddaughter's arrogance is the beginning of your family's destruction. Protect your descendants, like you missed protecting your property first. If you are able, get up and fight me. You used to fight weak-hearted women. In this moment you find a worthy opponent. We are both cold and vile!" Farah said right in front of Angga Atmaja.
"How are you, Mr Arka? After twenty years I waited. I finally met you!"
"Who are you?"
"The offspring you throw away without mercy!"
"Nadya only had one daughter. Fariz has only one son!" Sahut Plain arka.
"Of course you don't know me, but from this moment on you will know me!"
"Farah, that's enough!"
"Dad!" Sapa Farah was happy, and at once Farah hugged the man she called father.
"Remember your promise to Dad!" Said Dimas warmly, Farah nodded slowly.
"Om Dimas, why did Farah call you dad?" Azzam did not understand.
