Single-minded

Anger

"Lord Angga Atmaja!"

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Shouted Azzam hysterically, the sound of a door slam. Echoes throughout the living room of the magnificent house of Atmaja. The sound of broken jars, like the sound of Azzam's angry screams. Truth that he never realized. Making him flinch, his heart filled with anger and hatred. Farah's cynical gaze, Farah's cold words. Makes Azzam forget his sanity. Azzam was angry, in his brain filled with an unreasonable hatred.

"Lord Angga Atmaja, get out!" Shouted Azzam.

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"Get out!"

"Get out of you the Atmaja family!" Shouted Azzam's doom. Azzam is really emotional. Nothing could make him feel anger. Azzam was completely in a rage, only anger was on his mind.

Azzam threw almost all the furniture in the magnificent house of Atmaja. Azzam vented all his anger, the sound of shattering urns. It was as if replacing the crying sounds of Farah and Vira. The truth is the main reason for the destruction of his little family. A daughter born without him knowing. The pain that Vira was experiencing. Like a hard slap in his life. Azzam felt an unspeakable heat.

"Master Angga, get out!"

"Sir Azzam, what happened?" Faris said worriedly, Azzam turned his head with a sharp look. It was as if two Azzam eyeballs were ready to come out.

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"Where is the honorable Lord Angga?" Azzam said, shortly after he threw an urn towards the corner of the living room.

"Azzam, stop!" Melda cried out in fear, her hands closing two ears tightly. Melda was terrified to see Azzam's anger. Anger that can destroy his home.

"Sir Azzam, calm yourself. We can talk good!"

"Fariz, should I speak kindly to the man who ruined his son's life!" Azzam said loudly, both eyes reddened. Azzam could no longer control himself. Azzam was really angry and upset.

"What do you mean Azzam?"

"Mama doesn't have to pretend not to know. Mama obviously knows, the beginning of my destruction!"

"What does my mom know?"

"Vira's pregnancy was twenty years ago!" Azzam said loudly and coldly.

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The lightning tub that struck his body, immediately Melda's body staggered. Melda was shocked to hear Azzam's words. Facts that have been hidden, are now revealed without Melda being able to avoid. Fariz instantly sustained Melda's body. Just as Fariz saw the ibunta walking backwards with a body shaking violently. Melda really did not expect, Azzam will open the facts that closed the meeting.

"Don't joke brother, mama never met Vira. Didn't Vira leave, as mama lay weak in the hospital!" Fariz tried to defend Melda. Fariz hoped that his words would dampen Azzam's anger. But all in vain, when Fariz saw the cynical laughter of Azzam.

"He's the mother who ruined her son's life with both hands!"

"Sir Azzam, stop. Mama's not that bad!"

"An animal alone will never leave a child in danger. As for him, the mother who gave up her son in ruin!"

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"So big brother, I'll be quiet as long as brother doesn't insult mama. Be aware brother, Vira went of her own accord. Mama's innocent of Vira's wounds!" Fariz said emotion, shortly after Fariz slapped Azzam.

Azzam stood away from Melda. His hand rubbed the dripping blood at the corner of his lips. Fariz's slap was very hard, but it was as if the pain was no longer felt. Azzam's heart ached more when he learned of his family's actions.

"I'm sorry mom!" Melda said softly, both of her hands cupped right in front of her chest.

Melda cries out to her son. The sin he committed first, obviously destroyed his son Azzam. Melda doesn't know what to do? As if the apology expressed from his lips could no longer make Azzam forgive him.

"Mama!" Fariz said softly, when he saw Melda saying sorry.

Fariz couldn't believe it if Melda apologized to Azzam. It was as if Melda's apology justified Azzam's accusations against her. Fariz took a few steps back. She was afraid to see Melda. Fariz doesn't seem to know Melda.

"Mama lied!" Fariz said, Melda shook her head. He graces the mercy of his proud son.

"I'm sorry mom!"

"I'm sorry mom!"

"Why ma?" Azzam said softly, Melda shook her head slowly.

Azzam sat in front of Melda. Azzam knelt to Melda. He expected an explanation for Melda's attitude twenty years ago to Vira. Azzam is devastated, as he realizes the two most important women in his life must be on two different sides.

"Mama had to do it. Mama doesn't want you to go from mama's side. Mom's fear of the shadow of your departure. Makes you want to hurt Vira!"

"It's not just Vira ma, my daughter has to be born without knowing me. He hates me, his eyes are cold. There is no place in his heart. Even when she fell, my daughter believed more in her crutches. Than my burly hand that wants to protect her!"

"I'm sorry Mama Azzam!"

"Slow ma, my daughter's hatred is ingrained. It's like my anger at this family. You're not my family, you're enemies who want to see me go!" Azzam said loudly, Melda was shocked. As soon as his body went limp, he no longer saw the affection in his son's eyes.

Melda felt her body helpless. His bones were crushed, his head felt heavy. Azzam's anger and hatred instantly rendered Melda helpless. Fariz ran towards Melda. Fariz quickly supported Melda's body. Instead Azzam did not tremble, his heart was already full of hatred.

"Take it easy, brother Azzam is emotional. Everything will be fine soon!"

"Fariz, I'm sorry mama!" Melda said in half-conscious condition.

"Mama must be strong. Mama's not wrong, so there's no need to apologize!" Sahut Fariz's.

"Mama doesn't deserve to be called mother. A mother will never ruin her son's life. While mama, consciously make Azzam destroyed. Departing Vira from Azzam. It was as if pulling a lantern that illuminated Azzam's heart. As a mother mom, you are so cruel!" Melda said softly, Fariz shook his head weakly.

Fariz looked increasingly anxious, as she watched the cold sweat spew out from Melda's temple. Only Azzam remained indifferent to Melda's condition. Azzam felt the blood connection was there. Never means anymore, everything that his family has done has been so outrageous.

"Sir Azzam, mama!"

"Mr Angga!" Azzam shouted loudly, his voice echoing.

"Sir Azzam, we're taking Mama to the hospital. After that brother finish his business with papa!"

"Silence you Fariz!"

"Sir...!" Azzam's shout came to a halt, as he watched Angga come out of his desk.

"Shut your mouth Azzam, no need to scream!"

"You're finally out!"

"Azzam watch your talk!" Bentak Angga.

"Why are you angry? How does it feel to be insulted and hurt?"

"Shut up!"

"Mr Angga you have ruined my life. Now you have to feel the same pain. Your destruction will begin soon!"

"Sir Azzam, stop it!"

"Lord Angga Atmaja, listen carefully. Starting today I cut off blood ties with this family. I'll withdraw all the shares in Atmaja's company!"

Plaakkk

"Conscious Azzam!"

"Mr Angga need not worry, I am well aware. From this moment on, just as my feet stepped out. There is no longer my name in the family tree of Atmaja. Remember Mr. Angga, I am not your son anymore!"

"Typeakkk!" Shouted Melda, just before Melda was unconscious.

"I'm sorry Azzam ma, what is Azzam doing today? All because of mama's decision to destroy me!" Azzam lirih.

"Wait Azzam!"

"What's the matter, Mr. Angga!"

"Your anger only deserves me. So blow your anger at me. Don't break another heart!"

"I'm going to destroy you, so you realize money isn't everything!" Said Azzam cynically.