SOUND FOR DILARA

CHAPTERS 135. FACT

"Continue, Za! COME, if you dare?!" fierce Al Zayn to Ezra with eyes full of anger.

"You sure? because maybe I'll hate you after this. Promise to stay away from bad deeds Zayn. Do not hurt others again before you really open your heart and ears and eyes to know the details of the story of the two camps" Ezra long message to him.

"Bacottt cc! I don't need to be pityed" exclaimed Zayn cynically, glaring at the lazy eye he gifted to Emery's eldest son.

Huft.

"I want that too. Closing your eyes and ears, especially your heart to a rotten human like you! just like that woman," Mita was still filled with anger.

"Mita! that woman is also your mother!" jolted Emery with an angry face. Shan who was in the middle of him carried a bun was shocked by the thunderous sound.

"THAT TIME IT'S A BROTHER!" Emery could not resist anger, he wanted to not be emotional when explaining the real thing but the situation he could no longer predict and control.

"Mommy...." Shan struggled to get down from the old man's arms because he was afraid.

Realizing the mistake of yelling, Emery apologized to Shan. "I'm sorry Opa ya Shan," he persuaded for the newly found granddaughter.

With netra closed, a rough sigh, the Qavi leader spoke. "Sit down. All of you, sit down!"

The little boy nodded and regained his composure in his grandfather's arms while slowly sitting on the sofa.

Only Ezra knew the true story, Ermita was not old enough to understand, also she was already sick due to the treatment of women who were none other than her biological mother.

"Za .. You say, Papa will set the record straight. It's your responsibility as a brother" the father asked his eldest son.

Hearing the father's request, Ezra turned to Dila who was by his side. "Honey," a faint voice of doubt came out from the sensual lips of young master Qavi.

Dilara looked inside, her fingers she slipped between the palms of the handsome husband. Look firmness on the oval face yellow skinned langsat. Slowly, Dila nodded. "Bismillah, you can. Do not let the misunderstanding drag on" said Shan's mother.

Feeling a booster, Ezra sighed again. The sturdy shoulder is seen stomping up and down to the rhythm of the pull of the diaphragm.

"Your ... Dila ... he was Al Zayn Abdeen Manaf .. the eldest son of King Abdul Manaf, one of the descendants of the prince Sharjah of the forty --" generation"

(mommy once said his full name, Clue Manaf)

"Rubber right? you cowards! won't admit me....!"

"Zayn, listen up ... I'm just about to tell you the story started," prevent Ezra because he interjected.

"Cuh ... Manaf is just a name pinned out of honor, because he pityes my mother, for your treatment Emery!" sentak Zay.

Ezra hush. Let the young man continue his work first.

A few seconds, silence.

"Have you? I'll continue" said Ezra later.

All the residents in the room were silent a thousand languages, Mita was no exception. The young girl looked in shock at her elder sister's statement.

"Sir, dd-ii-aaa?" Mita stuttered.

"Your brother" replied Ezra quickly.

Dila looked at her husband. She's confused. If Zayn is Ezra's sister why is Mita under Zayn? aren't their parents divorced?

"I know you're confused. So can you imagine not how my heart felt when Papa told everything first? whereas I have to accept the fact that she is my mother and you are my sister .. When I was as young as I was, I struggled with complicated family relationships, seeing Papa devastated, also have to admit that I have a younger brother," Ezra explained in a soft voice, he still felt extreme pain when he remembered his mother.

Silent.

Pause long.

"Zayn, did your mother never tell you about us? regarding the origin of your and Alyssa's presence? also Mita?" ask Ezra.

Al Zayn was silent. He was tired of repeating the same story, especially Emery also knew what they were arguing about.

"Don't say much, I'm kind enough to sit here listening to your poor quality babble. Just continue the synopsis of the full story of Emery's version," he said again.

The eldest son, again continued the imperfect story.

"Mama asked Papa for a divorce and he granted it because Papa knew, Mama has been with your father since Qavi's company almost went bankrupt ... Mama left me and Papa, brought all the rest of the property we had, to catch up with your father. But...."

The breath of Ezra mulan is stuck at the base of the bark. For this part, he felt very hard to convey the truth.

"What Brother?" Mita asks the continuation of the story to her brother.

"After a few months of their divorce, Mama returned to Papa but did not refer because she was pregnant with you, Zayn...."

"Mama ran out of money, while looking for your father. He did not know that he was of noble descent. Mama's step was broken by your father's ancestors ..he finally decided to return to Indonesia to see Papa, asking for protection so that you can give birth safely as well so that you have a family name," added Ezra.

"Hearing the story of Mama, Papa pity ... because he had loved women and betrayed, Papa brushed off the pain and decided to help our Mother. Give him everything he needs through Papa's personal assistant, until you're born. Even Papa is making the first incitement" Ezra took a deep breath, sending his chest through the air.

"Good ban, go on, continue Za," cynical Al Zayn Manaf.

"Can you listen to me first? my heart ached many times, as I opened this story. I want to hate you, but you're my sister and I. I carry and look after you every night, Zayn. Because at that time I didn't understand .. who I understood, I have a younger brother," said Ezra, this time a raucous voice holding sobs is heard.

When she found out, her husband was hurt. The Devanagari princess was about to rise to fetch mineral water in a refrigerator not far from there, when a touch of the hand on the shoulder undoes the intention to move from Ezra's side.

"Let Mama get you some water, you accompany Ezra alone" whispered the Mama who understood her daughter's wishes, from Dila's body gesture.

"I was happy with your presence at the time, Zayn. That's the reason that I always give up on you, because you're my sister despite being different...."

"That reason also causes Papa can not give the name Qavi behind your name," concluded Ezra.

Proks. Proks. Proks.

Al Zayn clapped his hands, not knowing what the woman had told him until the hatred was ingrained like this. Ezra doesn't think.

"What irony. So you're saying that my mom's cheap? she's a classy woman you know. I cry every night saying Qavi's name, your name... EZRA EL QAVI!" Zayn shouted, deafening.

"I, I, was banished by Qavi and taken care of by Manaf ... Manaf saved my mother.gave her a place to live," Al Zayn barked hatefully, glaring it in the eye, just as Fransiska called Emery a useless man for not being able to meet the hedonic style of the time.

"Well, what did he tell you, Zayn?" Emery looked at me.

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...Hooray, keel..finished. ...