SOUND FOR DILARA

CHAPTERS 137. COMPENSATIONS

"So?"

"As it is, Zayn." Emery releases Shan who whines he wants to be with Ezra.

"Here you are, brothers," said Dilara draping part of her right arm on Ezra's left arm, she leaned her suddenly dizzy head on her firm shoulder.

Al Zayn was silent, for a moment he thought about trying to assemble a puzzle of pieces of memory that slowly faded.

"Why? dizzy again?" asked Ezra softly, embraced by Mother Shan.

Honestly, he was also suspicious of the denial of people around Manaf first. The accident caused his hatred to soar.

"That accident, you were the one who sabotaged?" accuse Al Zayn later.

"If I sabotage, I've been getting rid of you since the baby, Zayn .. You have money right? why not investigate your father's family, petty, heir to the throne ko bo-doh" said Ezra.

"You!"

Emery's eldest son just smiled cynically, indeed sometimes the brain does not function when hatred rises against one person. The real mastermind became disguised and freely set the strategy.

"Alyssa, ask him. Who accompanied the girl during the operation? is your father's family coming? no Zayn .. only me and Papa, accompany you when you are unconscious" said Ezra again.

"It's not our fault, your car slipped .. You got a burn, Alyssa had to undergo spinal surgery and my Mama, yes, my Mama died, got a chance to talk again and call her Mama, for the last time. Not only you, who are devastated but we also especially Mita have no chance at all."

"Even to the end of his life, the woman did not call my name. I'm invisible, like a shadow even more like a stop for a moment to stop and forget..Mom probably kept me for being forced," still, a tone of hatred mixed with regret enveloped Ezra's heart.

"Za, it's not like that. You were the fruit of our love at that time" Emery said.

"Then Mita? fruit of your love too? but why would she throw Mita away and choose to go back to her, Pa?" cecar Ezra's.

Emery was silent, right Inah said. He was too kind to a woman like Francesco to be used many times but did not realize that the love he had was fake.

Dilara further tightened the hug on her man's arm. Squeezing the man's shoulder in hope that Ezra will get support from him.

Devanagari, wiping the clear lips on the face of Mayu Mita. Hugging the girl, it looked very fragile and her eyes were blank. Deva believes Mita misses a mother's affection.

Dila's biological mother rubbed slowly and peeked at the head of Emery's youngest daughter. Mita's cry was heard again, this time soft, very bitter and heart-scratching.

"Go home Zayn. Focus on Alyssa huh, don't pollute her with the same hatred. Tired, because all this is not right .. not you are banished, but us."

Ezra pulled his arm from Dila's arms, got up to go to his room and asked his wife to walk him.

Shan understood that his daddy was in pain, the stocky boy grabbed Ezra's hand and clasped tightly as if channeling strength. While on the left side, Dila had draped Ezra's right arm on his shoulder, as well as Dila's left hand circular on the waist of the stocky body.

"Good Boy's...."

"As much as you want, Zayn. I'm tired, I want to enjoy my wife's massage." said Ezra as he stepped back.

Al Zayn rubbed a rough face.

"Well, I still owe you a partnership, Za. Give him back" he said again as the couple were about to reach the door.

"Compensation? just tell me how many?" Ezra turned his body toward the source of the sound.

"I don't get compensation, I just want Dila." Zayn.

Just as Ezra was about to reply to Zayn's words, Katrin suddenly came from the back door of the homestay.

"If you ask Young Master for compensation, what about me?" fierce Katrin.

The girl's breath was puffed, her clothes dirty, her face blue on the left jaw, her temples were bleeding. And most creepily, Katrin holds a blood-soaked knife. The smell of water suddenly poured out into the corner of the room.

Mita gets off the high chair at the mini bar, unravels Devanagari's embrace.

"Bring Shan in, honey." Ezra pushed Dila's waist down to first enter the room with Shan. It felt like he had to calm down the lioness who had just woken up.

"Katrin, put that down. We're talking, "persuade Ezra.

Leon approached slowly where the girl stood firm. The body can be tiny, but not in the pain of courage is also the strength of this qualified girl.

"Don't try to get close, or persuade me. He tricked Brother into being willing to do something for him. Brother's goal to get paid in order to pay off our debt but all in vain ..he was deceived and died at his hands, "he fervently fumed Katrin. Highlight the killer's eyes gushed out, making Leon undo the intention of continuing forward.

"If it wasn't for Rolex saving me at the right moment, maybe I'd have been a pleasure peddler there by now" Katrin's cry broke, her hand still clutching the blood-soaked knife.

"You're ba-ji-ngan!!!" Katrin threw the knife right at Zayn who was still sitting there.

Leon kicked the chair in which Al Zayn was sitting, hoping that the man's chest would not be pierced with a dagger.

Brakkk's. Zayn's chair hit the teak table. "Awh!" his screech endured the pain of the impact.

Prannnggg. The sound of a knife slipping.

Because the knife was thrown off, Katrin intended to teach Zayn with his bare hands.

Leon was about to prevent, but he lost quickly to Mita because his position fell down while kicking Zayn's chair earlier.

"No, no!" Mita prevents by pulling Katrin's arm and then decapitating.

"Take me off!" sentak Katrin's.

"Don't kotori your hand. Let Brother take care of it. She's no match for a warrior of honor like you, Katrin realized," Mita shook the frail body, she understood, Katrin stiffened herself to keep looking strong even though her soul was destroyed.

The two women fell to the floor, hugged each other and cried.

A cry for sorrow and hatred. Another roar of regret for not being able to avenge the brother.

"Zayn, go. We'll talk next time" Emery suggested. He saw the young man in the same pain but there was no stronghold defending him.

"Meet in court ya Zayn, with Velma so you can mix love behind bars," Ezra said from the doorstep.

"Velma, he's gone to hell. Who told you to run away and his apes, meet me .. If you want to bring sweet memories with him, the blood belongs to your crazy lover" Katrin said, saying, this time it was just a blank glare of eyes staring at the nanar on the blade full of blood lying on the floor.

Glekk.

All the homestay residents were stunned, gulping down hard-earned salivary. Horrified, only the word crossed my mind.

"Psycho-based," Zayn sneered, he got up from the chair. Walking trained like Ezra, assisted by a bodyguard with conditions not much different.

"Fight me properly, Za."

"Next, you're not immune to the law in Indonesia. Remember it's Zayn.." Ezra's smile expands. In order to attract himself to come to Indonesia successfully, he got a lot of evidence for the crimes of the prince's descendants in this country.

"Damn ... Fu-ckk."

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