Single-minded

Syifa Amalia Zahra's

"Has he come?" azzam told Sri, one of the ARTs in his house. With the head Sri answered. Azzam looked down lethargic, he walked towards the dining table. Azzam looked lethargic sitting at the dining table.

Melda noticed the look on Azzam's face. Just last night he saw Azzam smiling. A smile after all these years has never been touched. Melda's greatest happiness, after a long time she saw her two sons destroyed. But this morning, the smile was no longer visible. Even Azzam looked lethargic. Melda was confused at the thought of Azzam's change in attitude.

"Why are you worried about Azzam? There's a serious problem in the office. Not the project we want. We have reached a deal. So what's the problem?" angga said softly, Azzam was silent. Angga let out a long breath. Melda could only silently watch the cold relationship of Angga and Azzam.

The relationship between Angga and Azzam, cold as an iceberg. Even though they were sitting at the same table, living under the same roof. Never once did Azzam say hello or be warm to Angga. Every time Angga tried to greet Azzam. At the same time Azzam always ignored him. Azzam never knew Angga. Azzam never thought of getting close to Angga.

Azzam thought of destruction and bitterness in his life. None other than the arrogant attitude of Angga. Vira goes away from her, rejecting her true love. All because of the insults given by Angga. For more than five years Angga lost Azzam. It was not just the smile and warm attitude of Azzam. The sound and touch of Azzam's hand. No longer filled his life.

Fariz was his youngest son, somewhere? Since the night Vira came out of her house. Angga never heard from Fariz again. Every effort was made by Angga to find Fariz. But all in vain, Fariz seemed to close his identity so as not to be found. Fariz disappeared as if swallowed by the earth. Not a little news received by the Atmaja family.

The perfect destruction of Angga Atmaja. Her life was lonely without her two sons. No laughter could be heard in his house. Only Melda's tears kept dripping. Looking at Fariz's photo. The longing of a mother who has never met her longing son. Angga Atmaja was crushed unceremoniously, because of his arrogance and arrogance.

"Wait for him in front, if he comes. Just bring him here. I want to have breakfast with him!" azzam's decree to Sri, immediately Sri nodded slowly. Then walk forward waiting for the person being talked about.

Angga and Melda could only silently stare at Azzam. They were no longer able to approach or embrace Azzam. Quite Azzam sat at the same table as them. Stay under the same roof. Both are happy. At least Azzam's existence slightly reduced their sense of loss for Fariz. The proud son who chose to forget his family.

"Morning, om Angga!"

"Morning, aunt Melda!"

"Morning, brother Azzam!" greeting Nadya kindly, Angga and Melda nodded while smiling towards Nadya. Instead Azzam was cold and indifferent to Nadya.

Nadya sat right next to Melda. Facing directly with Azzam who looked down at the screen of his phone. Azzam does not seem to care about the presence or absence of Nadya. He was just waiting for someone.

"Master Azzam, he's here!" sri said kindly, immediately Azzam stood up. He looked straight at the entrance.

Syifa seemed to walk slowly while holding Fatih. Melda stood glued staring at the door. He doesn't know who's coming? But there was a strange feeling in his heart. Tears that did not feel dripping, as if Melda's agitated expression. Fatih's sharp gaze reminded Melda of the little Azzam. Melda wiped her tears, she tried to calm her heart.

Azzam waited for Fatih right next to the dining table. Fatih walked behind Syifa, clearly visible Fatih frightened. Azzam crouched down while stretching out his hands. Azzam hoped Fatih would run to hug him. But Azzam was wrong, Fatih was silent behind Syifa. Only Fatih's head came out. Azzam let out a long sigh, he understood Fatih's fear. Melda stood beside Azzam, without him asking Azzam. Melda could already conclude, who exactly was Fatih? Only Angga and Nadya seemed to not care about Fatih.

"Fatih, it's papa and it's papa's house. Didn't mom say. Fatih can't be naughty. Fatiha has to be polite, no matter what? Now meet papa, greet everyone!" syifa said, Fatih nodded in agreement. Fatih walked slowly towards Azzam.

Fatih kissed the back of Azzam's hand. Then kiss Melda's hand in turn. As Fatih approached towards Angga and wanted to greet him. Angga ignored Fatih, when Fatig turned to Syifa. Slowly Syifa nodded, with a hand gesture. Syifa asked Fatih to greet Nadya. Melda shut her mouth in disbelief. Happy tears kept dripping. There was a long time of pain in his life. Happiness is now felt by Melda. Seeing the first granddaughter of the Atmaja family.

"Train, sit next to papa!" azzam said, Fatih walked slowly towards Azza. Syifa stood behind Fatih's chair.

"Azzam, who is he? Is Vira back yet?" fawning Melda, Azzam turned towards Melda.

"He's Azzam Al-Fatih, my son with Vira!" sahut Azzam cold. Melda smiled happily, she finally saw Azzam coming back to life.

"Fatih, this is oma Melda. Fatih don't have to be afraid, this is papa's house. It means Fatih's house too!" ujad Melda softly and softly, Fatih nodded in agreement. Instead Angga smiled cynically, while Nadya lowered her head in lethargy. He hopes to marry Azzam. Real will never happen. Vira is back even with the fruit of Azzam's love.

"Obviously she was scared, this house was too big for her. All this time maybe he lived in a rickety and small house!" angga said, Azzam turned his head full of anger. Azzam was angry to hear the words of Angga. Melda elbowed Angga's arm. Cue that he be quiet and not interfere.

"Fatih, breakfast with papa!" azzam said softly, Fatih shook his head weakly. Syifa silently stared at the interaction between Azzam and Fatih. The relationship between father and son is separate only because of ego.

"Look at that Melda, the lunchbox is just plain. Moreover, the contents, of course food that is not as high as us. His tongue would not be able to chew such expensive food!" said Angga lirih, Azzam inflamed. He clenched his hand, Azzam was about to break the table. But it stopped when Syifa touched his hand. Syifa shook her head weakly, gesturing for Azzam not to get angry. Because Fatih can see all that.

"Sorry Mr. Azzam, Fatih's got a seefood allergy. The provisions that Vira prepared, not to insult or feel not suitable with the food of this house. But more because Fatih is still in growth. All the food and drink that Fatih consumed. I was under my supervision and calculation. So sorry, during the healing period. Fatih should consume everything in balance!"

"What do you mean Syifa? What happened to Fatih? He's fine!" azzam said worriedly, Syifa nodded in agreement.

"Fatih is healthy, but he is easy to get sick if one consumes food. So Fatih should not eat carelessly. Miss Vira specifically hired a nutritionist for Fatih!" syifa said, Angga smiled cynically.

"Nutritional expert, nutritious food course he is not necessarily able to give it. Even pay a nutritionist. Obviously impossible!" said Angga cynically, Syifa smiled knot. Azzam shook his head in disbelief at the attitude of Angga who never changed.

"Sorry Mr. Azzam if I'm presumptuous!" syifa said, then opened Fatih's lunch box. After showing Angga, Syifa asked Fatih to eat it.

"No way!" angga said in disbelief.

"Master, the provisions made by Vira are in accordance with the needs of Fatih this morning. If you ask if this food is nutritious? Please check out this nutrition table I brought. You will find out how much nutrition from cheap provisions you say this!" syifa said while providing nutrition tables to Angga.

"Who are you?" azzam was curious.

"Syifa Amalia Zahra, the nutritionist who specializes in watching Fatih's food!" syifa lantang.

"You're not Fatih's nanny!" azzam said, Syifa shook her head weakly.

"Fatih's nanny is in the car. I'm a nutritionist who works for Vira. Since Fatih was 18 months old. So it is very wrong if the big master thinks Mama Vira can not provide nutritious food and a decent life for Fatih!" syifa said, Angga shook his head in disbelief.

"I'm sorry dear, forgive papa!" azzam lirih. Then kissed the top of Fatih's head.

"Papa, Fatih's fine. Fatih was afraid not because of the big papa house. Fatih's house is much bigger than this and Fatih is not afraid of being left alone. Fatih felt unfamiliar, which is why Fatih was scared!" fatih lirih.

"Mr Angga, you heard that. He is not a child without treasures whose existence you refuse. Even before he was born!" azzam said coldly.

"Azzam, Vira canceled today's meeting. He has to get out of town. There's a project he should review!" yell Andra.

"Vira, why go with Vira?" angga lirih said to Andra.

"VRZ Corp, it belongs to Vira. We've managed to work with that company!" andra lantang.

BRAAAKKKK

"No way!" angga said in disbelief, shortly after dropping the chair.

"All may be Mr. Angga, the wheel keeps turning. The vira you used to despise, now can easily insult you. Small ants will bite. If his life is always disturbed!" said Azzam coldly, then stood carrying Fatih towards his room.

"Lord Angga, live with your cold haughtiness. Heartless treasure, dark without the light of your sons' affections!" whispered Melda cynically.