Single-minded

Fragile

"Bad blood!" Saya Dimas is down, Farah is not shaking. He remained lowered, Farah covering his face with both hands.

Farah looked down trying to save her pain. Behind his decisiveness and cruelty. Farah kept a quiet that could not be expressed to others. Farah was unable to tell her weak point. Because he didn't want anyone to have mercy on him. Enough people to look at him with one eye. No longer did Farah want to look weak, she would try to stand on her two weak legs. Farah was ready to challenge the scorching sky, resisting the heat of the sun. For the sake of old self-esteem stepped on by others.

"Farah, lift your head. Don't be weak, you have to be strong. Remember your purpose, the Atmaja family is still standing tall. Make them fall, worship those who were once crushed by their arrogance!" Dimas said warm, but full of firmness.

Farah remained silent, Dimas' words unable to calm Farah's troubled heart. Since last night Farah was restless, Farah was not sleeping. I don't know what's bothering her mind? Farah was worried for no reason. His steadfastness destroyed the Atmaja family so strongly. But the next second, Farah felt weak without the support of the people closest to her.

"Dad, was it wrong for the steps I took? I just wanted to show them. If their pride and arrogance are not eternal. I just want to see them grovel. Not to me, but to God the owner of life. There's not a single thought in my mind. If it breaks them, for the satisfaction of my heart!"

"Dad knows it's dear and your decision is not wrong. Do what your father or father could never do. Take responsibility for awakening the cruel Atmaja family. Believe me, goodness will never lose. But evil does not always win. I'm behind you, don't hesitate to step. Continuing to step forward, looking back will only make you weak!" Dimas said softly, Dimas' hands gently stroked Farah's head.

Aditya Dimas Son of Atmaja, second son of the great lord of Atmaja. A son who was much different from his father Arka Dwi Atmaja. Dimas was affectionate, he couldn't afford to be rude to anyone? Warm private dimas, his obligations in business are respected. Friends or opponents in business. Different characters, making Dimas choose to stay away. Pretending not to know a family with the same blood.

"If you think I'm right, why haven't you been me since? Awaken the Atmaja family, destroying the family's pride. Is it because of the father of the son of the great master Atmaja? So that you can't destroy them!" Farah said plainly.

Dimas stood a little away from Farah. His gaze was straight, as if he had not found the direction of destination. Farah's words reminded Dimas of an incident. The beginning of Dimas' fear of Arka, as well as how cruel Arka. To be honest Dimas never feared Arka, but Dimas seemed unable to look at the eyes so scary. The cruelty of Arka to the mother who gave birth to her. For a moment, Dimas did not want to know Arka. Dimas is in the Atmaja family, only because of one last trust from the mother who gave birth to him.

"The past made me shut up. A promise that made me have to keep quiet accepting papa's vile attitude!"

"Promise to whom?"

"The mother who gave birth to me, the woman who loved Arka Dwi Atmaja with all her heart until the end of her life!" Said Dimas, Farah was silent staring at Dimas' back.

A man who took care of her with love. The man who was so warm clutched his little body. Someone who makes her always happy. The abundance of love Dimas, making Farah do not remember his father Azzam. But today he saw, Dimas who was so firm and warm. Seemed clearly fragile and weak, as if something was making Dimas helpless.

"I've never heard my father tell me about him. What makes you so afraid of Lord Arka?"

"He's a cold-hearted man, his hands full of bloodstains. There was no mercy in his heart. There is only arrogance and arrogance!"

"What did he do?" Farah was curious.

Dimas lowered his head, remembering the past so beautiful and painful. Memories of the tiny baby she used to care for, but had to be put away. When master Arka does something that makes Dimas lose him forever. Consequences of Dimas' carelessness and defiance of his father's orders.

A love story that must end, when two unequal statuses try to become one in a word of love. Dimas had to lose to Arka's arrogance. Love in youth must end. Removing one beautiful name in his heart. Dimas remembered the piece of love that existed between him by one name. It was not Vira, but another name that filled the walls of her heart.

FLASHBACKS

Street lights dotted the city. The blue sky is no longer visible. Replaced the greeting orange dusk. Hot air no longer touches the skin. A cold afternoon wind blew. Calms a tired and tired body. Leaving a busy day again heavy. Dusk calls to erase the day, in order to welcome the evening that comes. Syahdu feels touching. The sound of birds returning to the nest sounded melodious.

"It's dark soon, but no angkot has passed!" inner Nissa fretted, a moment after she glanced at the watch in her hand.

Huuffff

Nissa's breath indicated the weight of the day she was going through. The clock in his hand shows at 17:15 WIB. Dusk began to leave the dispute. The evening began to greet the beginning of the evening that was to come. But Nissa still stood tall in front of Sanjaya's company. Dilla came home an hour ago. The two do not go home together, because Nissa still has extra work. Usually Nissa attended an afternoon lecture that was free from the company.

Long Nissa stood staring into the large street. Many vehicles were unable to remove Nissa's uneasiness. There are no empty numbers. Understand the hours of returning home from work, it will be very difficult to get angkot. Nissa usually arrives home in the dark.

Tin Tin Tin

The sound of car horns blasting Nissa's daydream. Wake Nissa from her dream. Nissa knew there would be a lot around her. Instantly Nissa looked up at the silver-colored luxury car in front of her. Long Nissa fell silent, thinking about who was in the car?

"Lisa!"

"Mr!" nissa said softly, Vian nodded with a smile. Sontak Nissa looked down, as she saw Aditya sitting in the back seat.

Vian looked back, then nodded his head slowly. Realizing Nissa's awkward attitude. Although the two are not so familiar, but Vian is an easy-going type. The officers were comfortable talking to him. No exception was the quiet and shy Nissa.

"Disregard him, I greet you. So don't be afraid of him!" vian answered Nissa's fear. With a nod of her head, Nissa agreed to Vian's words.

"What did you call me? Office hours are over!"

"I just wanted to offer you a ride. You must have trouble finding an angkot!" vian said casually, immediately Aditya glared. He never let anyone in his car? Nissa is the office girl in her office. The girl who looked disgusted looked at his face.

Aditya vividly remembers the meeting of the two. When Aditya accidentally asks Nissa to deliver a cup of coffee. Without looking at Aditya's face, Nissa walked out of her room. Not a second Nissa looked up at Aditya. Just asking about Aditya's other needs. Instead Nissa simply nodded or shook her head. Kala Vian asked, as if raising his face and looking at Aditya's face as a great sin.

"Vian, watch your talk. This is my car, just as if you were taking someone else!" aditya said loudly and ketus. Vian sighed in annoyance. Vian's chance to take Nissa extinct is over.

Nissa who heard Aditya's refusal, immediately took a few steps back. Nissa is self-conscious, if it is not appropriate for her to go home with her two big bosses Sanjaya. Nissa shook her head rejecting Vian's offer.

"All right, you be careful. If this was my car, I would have forced you to come home with me!" vian said, then closed the car glass back.

Vian grumbled at Aditya's attitude. Vian turned to the rearview. He saw Nissa standing tall waiting for the angkot. The street light was perfectly lit. Sayub sounded murotal from speker mushola. Vian was getting more and more anxious looking at Nissa. Vian turned to the back seat, Aditya was busy with his smartphone.

"For you, I left Nissa alone by the side of the road. You young arogant master!" vian said annoyed, shortly after throwing the file into Aditya's lap.

Both Aditya's eyeballs are perfectly rounded. Staring sharply at Vian, a rage that seemed ready to explode. Instead Vian felt right with his attitude. Even ignoring Aditya's anger. So Aditya was angry and felt ignored.

"What's special about him? Until you dare to be insolent to me. The office hours were completed an hour ago. Where the hell did he go? Until this hour it's still on the side of the road!" suhut Aditya more narrow, Vian stared fixedly Aditya.

Vian doesn't care what Aditya says. In fact, Vian knew the reason why Nissa was still on the side of the road? Vian knows Nissa more than Aditya.

"As for you, I don't care anymore. Whatever he does, you have no right to complain about it. Nissa understood his responsibilities and rights. Nissa never disappoints!" vian said ending the debate is not important.

"It seemed like he was very special, until Vian defended him desperately. Whoever you? I don't care, one thing I understand. You're not a woman who cares about me. The only woman who considers my strengths. There is no more weakness in me than admiration, only pessimism that you show. As if my advantages are meaningless!" inner Aditya.

"If you like it, why don't you come closer? With your charm, I'm sure he'll be withered in your seduction!"

"If she's the kind of woman we know. I will easily approach him. Nissa's not a cheap woman, like the woman who's after us. He is different and special!"

"You exalted him too much, there can't be a woman who rejected your charm. Handsome and rich are already in you!" aditya said coldly, Vian shook his head weakly.

"If he is easily conquered, of course your charm is much more interesting. But this morning I saw, for a second he wasn't looking at you!" sahut Vian was teased, immediately Aditya glared.

"Shut up!" sahut Aditya is upset.

Long both of them were silent, forgetting for a moment Nissa who was the subject of debate. A woman who suddenly feels special to debate. Aditya and Vian dissolve in their respective minds. Trying to digest what they are going through?

"Aditya, Nissa is not a strong woman. Don't ever hurt him. Forget Nissa's name from your mind. Don't think she's the same as the women you know. The woman who only becomes your momentary napkin. Nissa, she's all I'm asking you to stay away from. Go after another woman, not Nissa!" vian said softly, breaking the silence.

Aditya looked up at the rearview of the car. He saw the look on Vian's serious face. Vian's tone looked different. It doesn't look like Vian is joking.

"What do you mean?" sahut Aditya did not understand vian's words.

"I know you better than anyone? You looked at Nissa this morning. Eagle eyes ready to hunt their prey. Nissa's rejection seems to drive desire in you. Wreaked frustration on a creature named woman. Prove the theory you have in mind. If women were the same, thirst for treasures and status!" said Vian, Aditya looked at the look on Vian's face.

"Why do you care about him? If you love her, go after her and protect her. Don't just talk, you can't act!" suhut Aditya cold.

"I don't deserve to be with him, because of the faith he has. On the contrary, he does not deserve to be looked at the same as the woman who is chasing us. Nissa's special!"

"We'll see Vian!" suhut Aditya cold. Another name Dimas used in a new place.

"As long as I'm around, I won't let you hurt him. Nissa deserves to be loved, not hurt!" inner Vian.

FLASH BACK OFF

Dimas sighed, the memories of his encounter with Nisaa should be forgotten. A true story should stay away from. The story that made him have to accept, if love is not forever united. Azzam and Vira love story. A similar and ruined story at the hands of the Atmaja family. Love consumed by pride of status and possessions. Dimas never expected, weak himself and Azzam declined on Farah. Dimas wants to see Farah hold his ground, fighting the injustice of the Atmaja family.

"Here you go, whatever happens? You don't need to know. He's not a good man, only you can stop him!" Sahut Dimas flat, trying to forget the beautiful story of his love with one name.

"What makes you so sure?"

"Papa never complains or is afraid, but when dealing with you. Obviously he was scared, there was a bit of papa's weak spot. Brother Angga who never wants to listen to others. He was silent, as if your words had upset him. You have to hold on, but if anything makes you back off. I won't get in the way!"

"I mean dad!" Farah did not understand. Dimas looked back at Farah, with a smile on Dimas's face. There's a signal that makes Dimas happy.

"Wood!"

"Why him?"

"Isn't he the reason for your weakness right now!" Dimas said loudly, Farah shook his head.

"Maybe dad's not your real dad. But the bond that exists between us, easily makes you hear the voice of your heart. If your heart has chosen, you will not forbid. It's just, loving isn't as beautiful as your shadow. There will be tears that will follow. The pain will not be able to stand you. You can see that from Vira. Vira's destruction of the end of her love story with Azzam. Prove one thing, no matter how hard your heart and soul. Will be defeated by mortal love!"

"Father is right, so I don't want to know love. Bayu is much more worthy of Nafisa. They both complement each other. I have no time to think about love. The destruction of the Atmaja family is still not apparent. I had to break down their arrogance. Nothing can make me turn away. I'll stay on my way. If perhaps love existed, I would have plucked it before springing up!"

"Why Farah? I love you sincerely!" Saying Bayu, Dimas and Farah turned their heads.

Bayu stood not far from Dimas and Farah. Seen Bayu holding a file. Bayu approached Farah just because he wanted to hand over the file. But he heard something that broke him. Not only rejection, Farah deliberately sought a mate for him. Bayu's gesture of love meant nothing to Farah.

"Because sincere love is not worth holding. Brother deserves to be happy, Nafisa the right woman. In my life there is only one goal. The destruction of the Atmaja family without rest. I can only be happy when I see the Atmaja family. I don't know when I should fight? I will face it myself, because this is my fight. Your love will only make me weak, your existence will divide my heart. I'm fighting a heartless family, so I have to kill my heart!" Vira lantang.

"But this love is sincere!" Bima lirih.