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"Arya, prepare the file I requested. One more hour, we meet in Mr. Fariz's company!" Farah said firmly, then Farah walked towards her car.

Farah deliberately brought her own car. Arya and Siska left in another car. Farah will meet someone herself. After that he'll come see Fariz at his company. Farah will solve the unfinished problem. More precisely end all that has been done. Flattening one by one the Atmaja family.

Nearly fifteen minutes Farah drove his car. Farah stopped right in front of the high gate of the Atmaja family home. Farah politely asked the housekeeper to open the gate. A gate that seemed to want to say, how arrogant and arrogant the Atmaja family is? Farah stopped her car right in front of the entrance. There are two tall pillars supporting the luxurious house of the Atmaja family. His height was as strong as the pride of the Atmaja family who always looked down on others.

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Three times Farah knocked on the magnificent door of the Atmaja family home. With graceful steps full of authority. Farah went into the house of the great lord of Atmaja. The sound of the friction of Farah's shoes echoed throughout the living room. Farah came with such great courtesy, but no one realized. What the hell is he thinking? Farah is like an endless labyrinth. His heart is an unsolvable mystery. Farah doesn't want anyone trying to get to know her? For Farah will always be far away, when a heart begins to approach her. A taste that Bayu offers sincerely. But overwhelmed by Farah's cold.

"Sorry miss, Mr. Arka is resting. He can't be disturbed!" Said one of the house assistants.

Farah nodded in understanding, she was neither angry nor disappointed at the Atmaja family's housekeeper's reply. Farah did not want to cause trouble. The arrival of pure Farah to establish friendship with the Atmaja family. Having felt that he would not meet the great lord Atmaja. Farah twisted her body, she came out of the Atmaja family home. Farah remembered her promise to meet Arya. Stay inside the Atmaja family home. It'll just waste its time.

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Farah's graceful steps were heard leaving the Atmaja family home. Suddenly his footsteps stopped. Farah stopped right in front of a photo with such a luxurious frame. A photo showing the happiness of the Atmaja family. Farah bought her body, staring fixedly at the photo full of warmth and joy. It looks like the Atmaja family with a complete formation.

Mr. Arka is so resolute in the Atmaja family. He sat in the middle, flanked by his two proud sons. Angga Atmaja and Dimas Atmaja. Right behind the successor of Atmaja, each soulmate gave birth to the successor of the Atmaja family. Azzam and Fariz stood on the right and left sides of their parents. They stand with their sons. The granddaughter of Atmaja family pride who is none other than, Nafisa the jolly girl.

"The photo is so warm, full of happiness. A photo I never had, even in my shadow and in my mind. Photos that make me realize, if their happiness is above my sorrow and hurt. Azzam Atmaja seemed so happy, his beloved daughter and wife always accompanied him. My mom and I lived without warmth. Then on what basis does he want rights as my father? If it was obvious she had a complete and happy family!" Inner Farah, then lowered her head. Farah rubbed a drop of tears flowing in her eye.

"Why are you staring at that picture? Are you beginning to realize? If the family remains the main one and you shouldn't make your family the enemy!" Azzam surprised Farah.

When Farah turned her head, she saw that Azzam was standing right next to her. Azzam stared at Farah. Azzam's hand seemed to want to pull Farah's body. Hugged his little princess tightly, but it was all wishful thinking. Azzam was unable to reach Farah who was clearly far from his grasp.

Farah lowered her head, calmed her heart and removed the sadness that was suddenly present in her heart. Before long Farah looked up, she saw Azzam staring softly at her. A gaze that Farah interpreted as pity not affection. Farah felt foolish, when Azzam saw his weakness. But Farah is not a person who wants to be loved. With a sharp look, Farah answered the words of Azzam. As if to tell Azzam. If Farah is okay and will always be fine.

"I never made my family an enemy. So sorry Mr. Azzam, you may have misunderstood!"

"Why is your attitude the same? You've known me for over two months. We never once said hello. At least you know, if I'm your real father. You are my flesh and blood, I am the guardian who will marry you!" Azzam said, Farah shook her head disapprovingly.

"As a father, have you ever asked. What does your daughter want for her birthday? As a guardian, have you ever asked who is my chosen priest? As a protector, you ask. Can I walk on my weak legs? All this time I've only seen you continue to want my status. But not once, you remember the responsibility of a father. Anxiety of a father, when his daughter is sick. A father's worries, when his daughter doesn't come home. Anxiety of a father, when he sees his daughter's tears.The firmness of a father, in the fragile and weak times of his daughter. Before you claim to be my father, ask your heart what did I just say? I'm sure you'll realize who's wrong and right?"

"But Farah!" Azzam stopped when Farah put her index finger right in the middle of her lips.

"There is no need to answer, for I have come not to feel pity. I stared at the photo, just because I was happy to see your family happy!"

"Why?"

"Because there will come tears that the Atmaja family never imagined!" Farah's mouth is cold.

"Why are you this cold?"

"Warm cause has been taken from my life!"

"No Farah, I'm always with you!" Azzam said, Farah shook her head unhurt.

"It is already Mr. Azzam, there is no need to discuss the matter. Today I came, carrying a letter to the arch master. If you'd like, please get this letter!"

"What letter?" Sahut Azzam flat.

"The cruelty of the Atmaja family!" Sahut Farah relaxed, while thrusting a paper towards Azzam.

"tell him yourself!" Azzam is cold. Azzam did not understand the character of Farah who was so cold and stiff.

"All right, Mr. Azzam, I'm saying goodbye!"

"We'll meet when I start to disturb your soul!" Inner Farah nanar.