Single-minded

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"Azzam, your shirt is blood red. I don't know how much you love him? Until you no longer feel the pain of your hands. Only real anxiety is visible, as you stare at the terrified Vira!" arif lirih. Azzam turned towards Arif. He's a cousin and rival who can take Vira from him.

"My pain is only when I see him with other people. My pain is only if I see her tears. My pain kills me when I hear him keep rejecting me. The blood that flows is nothing. There will be a lot of blood I can shed. If only Vira wanted it!" said Azzam coldly, Arif approached and patted Azzam slowly on the shoulder.

Arif knows Azzam very well. Although Arif left the Atmaja family. But the relationship between the two is very good. The two are friends without anyone knowing. Their friendship ended, when Azzam and Arif studied in different majors and countries.

"You love him!" sahut Arif, right next to Azzam.

"I don't know if this is love or not. One thing I understand. Vira's the only woman that drives me crazy!" sahut Azzam while walking away from Arif.

"Vira is worthy of love, she is a kind and polite person. My race to her is real, but seeing your race I feel you can make her happy. But my faith is inversely proportional to the character of your family. If your family were not the Atmaja family. I will never be confused with your love. May you fight for your love!" inner Arif.

Azzam walked into the party. The frenetic party instantly stopped. Silent and comfortable when he saw Azzam come in with a messy appearance. The white she wore was full of blood red. His palms continued to drip fresh blood. Azzam opened his hand sanitary pad. Every drop of blood flowed, as if carrying the restlessness of Azzam's heart.

"Azzam!" melda shouted hysterically. He ran to Azzam. Melda ran as hard as she could, she did not care about the other people's view of her attitude.

Melda cupped Azzam's son's face. She gently stroked Azzam's fragile-looking face. Melda gently pulled Azzam's hand. Melda clad Azzam's hands with the dress she wore. Melda no longer cared about her appearance. A second later Melda kissed Azzam's hands full of blood.

"Azzam!" melda's tears dripped down Azzam's hands. The Anga approached Melda. He saw Melda's fragility after all these years. Angga saw clearly the pain of his wife Melda who was injured because of Azzam's ridiculous attitude.

Gruffly Angga pulled Azzam's body staring at him. The inflamed goose saw the ridiculous attitude of Azzam. Especially in front of his colleagues. Angga felt embarrassed, even very angry when he saw Melda crying.

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"What are you doing? The heir to the Atmaja family will not be as stupid as you!" yelling Angga loudly, Melda hugged Azzam. To stop the Angga from approaching Azzam.

Melda hugged Azzam tightly, becoming a shield so that no one could hurt Azzam. Melda's tears are getting louder. Fariz approached with a P3K coat. He wanted to bandage Azzam's hand, but was rejected by Azzam. Nadya tries to get closer to Azzam. But it came to a halt as he saw Azzam's sharp gaze towards him. Nadya was embarrassed by Azzam's refusal.

"Never touch my son. If you want to blame or slap someone else. That's not me Azzam. I'm a failed mother, I broke my son's heart. Remember the lord Angga Atmaja once again your hands are raised on my son. You'll see a mother's anger!" melda said emotionally, Angga took a few steps back. He saw Melda's anger that never existed. Melda's tranquility and wisdom vanished without a trace.

Instead Azzam stared coldly at Melda. It was as if Azzam felt Melda's attitude was too late. Melda's anxiety seemed insignificant when her heart was now injured. Azzam let go of Melda's embrace. He walked towards his father Angga.

"Father, if you're not satisfied slap me. Please do it again, I will not prevent you. To you I am only an heir who should always be subject to the rules of the Atmaja family. Until you forget, I am a son born with your love. I'm a son who misses the warmth of your embrace. A son that his family wants to understand. It's not just heirs who have to follow the rules of a heartless family!" said Azzam coldly, the anxiety of his heart made Azzam lose his mind.

Azzam spoke without direction. He's a drunk who can't control his heartache. Angga could not recognize Azzam son of his pride. He felt Azzam speak like a man who lost his mind. Angga stared at Azzam. He could see the restlessness stored in Azzam's heart all this time.

"Azzam, stop your stupid attitude. Get inside the house, clean your wounds. We'll talk when you're conscious. Papa will delay your engagement to Nadya!" angga said firmly and loudly, while Azzam laughed at the words of Angga.

"Mama, weren't you the mother who gave birth to me. Why do you ignore me? Didn't I ask for your help. Why are you silent to let them fool me? Should I be in the perfect position, but my heart is crying!" azzam said softly, Melda shook her head weakly.

"Sir Azzam, stop all this!" fariz said, Azzam turned to Fariz. Arif approached Azzam, then hugged Azzam's weakened body. Arif hugged his best friend tightly, he is the most aware of the reason for Azzam's madness. Everyone was astonished at the proximity of Arif and Azzam. No one knows the friendship between the two.

"Stop Azzam, the more you talk. Your family will be increasingly curious about the reason behind your rebellion. Maybe your bones are strong enough to withstand the blow of the Atmaja family, but the Vira bones are not as strong as you!" whispered Arif right on Azzam's ear. Slowly Azzam nodded, then Arif let go of his embrace. As he felt Azzam was starting to calm down.

Vira walked up to Azzam with a glass of water. Vira gave it to Azzam. Vira's hand shook with a napan. Not that he was afraid of dealing with the Atmaja family. But the blood that flowed in Azzam's hands. It scared Vira to death.

"Thank you!" azzam said, shortly after taking a sip of water from Vira. After receiving a glass from Azzam. Vira went straight back to the kitchen. Nadya sees the change in Azzam's attitude after meeting Vira. Jealousy blinded the eyes of his heart. Friendship with Vira is meaningless. Only anger is now visible.

"Azzam!" melda said, Azzam held Melda's hand. With gontai steps, Azzam walked towards his room. Stop after a few steps. He turned towards Angga Atmaja.

"Mr Angga Atmaja, we are your sons not puppets. Don't treat us like an asset of the Atmaja family. If you don't want to lose us!" azzam said firmly and coldly.

Along with Azzam who entered the house. Nadya walks full of anger looking for Vira. He wanted to assert his position and end the friendship that once existed. The jealousy and fear of losing Azzam made him lose his mind. Forgetting all the memories that ever existed between him and Vira.

"The virus!" shouting Nadya loudly, Vira turned to see Nadya standing behind her. Vira smiled to see Nadya coming to greet him. Vira walked over to Nadya with a happy smile.

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The loud sound of Nadya's slap shocked the entire Atmaja family's ART. Nadya follows Vira who enters the kitchen. Hard slap Nadya imprinted on Vira's cheek. At once Vira held her cheek from Nadya's slap.

"You're outrageous, you stabbed me in the back. I know why Azzam's sister behaved like that? It must be because of you. You hypocrite Vira, you traitor!" nadya shouted annoyedly, Vira shook her head weakly. She held back her tears, vira did not want to justify all of Nadya's accusations by crying. Vira tries to calm down and considers Nadya's attitude to be only a momentary emotion.

"Why are you silent? Answer me Vira or I'm right. You're the cause of Azzam's brother hurting him!" said Nadya getting emotional, Vira shook her head weakly. Nadya's hand was about to slap Vira a second time. But held back by someone.

"Are you going to be silent about his slap and charge?"

"Let go!" nadya said softly, she felt pain receiving the grip of the hand that held her back.

"There's no need for me to deny or deny Nadya's accusation. He has the right to blame me or insult me. I'm just ART in his eyes now. Status maybe I'm under it. Our degrees are different, but our faith is the same. I kept quiet just to repay her. He's a friend who's had my hard and sad moments. No matter how much he slaps me, I won't retaliate. Not to be justified or afraid to defend yourself. But the friendship that was ever between us. It's too precious to be broken just because of love!" said Vira lirih, then walked over to Nadya.

"Nadya, the dress you're wearing is equal to my mother's salary in a month. Where do I deserve to compete with you? Had I loved Mr. Azzam, I would have let him go. Because my ribs are too weak to bear the burden of the Azzam lord family!" vira said then away from the dumbstruck Nadya.

"This is why I love him!" azzam said coldly while throwing Nadya's hand rough.