SOUND FOR DILARA

CHAPTERS 16. RAGE OF THE RUHAMA

"Assalamu'alaikum," Mother's voice came home to say a greeting as Dilara was about to answer a call from Ezra.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam," replied Velma lirih, the face that had originally been pias is now increasingly tense because of anxiety about their intentions known by Mother Ruhama.

"There are guests ... Velma boy, what's going on back here? please tell Young Master that Mother does not like to be included in the problem yesterday, especially until it is aired on tv ... I'm ashamed, look at that, neighbor so on the kepo, also I don't want Dilara to be the center of attention ... Go home and don't come back here again." Tegurnya friendly despite tucked tone dislike on every word that he said earlier.

"Hello, Dila....!" ezra's voice was still waiting for him.

"Well, whose phone is that? give it back!" snapped Mom on Dila.

Just this time Ruhama spoke in a loud tone to Dila. He was unable to control his emotions since Ezra knew of his condition. He just does not want Dilara to know and burdened, because Ruhama understands the princess will certainly help work during the night for him to be healthy.

Ruhama thinks he has to equip many basic abilities or even skills that can make him survive independently later when he has to go home faster.

Not that I don't allow Dila work, I just don't want you to be seen as a useless person by society, Dila.

Dilara handed the phone she held to Velma.

"Miss, but it has not been recorded all of this your writing .. also earlier the call of the young Master was severed unilaterally," Velma was anxious not to be able to do her job properly this time.

"Sorry Mom is angry, sister," Dilara wrote back, asking Velma to leave their residence.

As Dila was about to close the door of her house, some neighbors greeted her.

"Dila, where did you know the businessman yesterday? really his Dad's best friend or your mother cheated on him first? and you're banished it's just an excuse mom-,"

Byurs.

Ruhama splashed one dipper of water from the bucket he was using to water the plants, on the two women neighbors who were babbling.

"Don't slander, inget sin .. have been on the smell of the land bertar again is dead!" angry hardship.

"My past is my business, Dila wants to know who my business is .. go!" ruhama's jolt is ruffled.

"Basar virgin parents, gatel .. mute children belagak very, capital beautiful doank emang," reply they do not accept the treatment of Ruhama.

When the Ruhama was about to lift the dipper he held towards his neighbor, Dila prevented the Mother.

"Udah Bu, come ma-suk.." invite him to slightly pull Ruhama's arm to follow him.

Velma had not yet moved far from Dilara's residence court when she saw everything and reported directly to Ezra through Rolex.

"Hello sir, the video just now about her, and also Miss Dila's writing has not been recorded when Young Master asked her the answer ... Bu Ruhama was angry with me, it seems he did not like our presence around him because the neighbors and reporters chased after him to cause discomfort when working, objections to the conditions that occur" explained Velma

"They both seem to be confining themselves after today .. living expenses should be thought of sir, I'm just concerned .. they're victims."

"I'll tell you, don't leave your job there Velma, blend in so that it's not too obvious" Rolex suggested from his phone to Velma.

"Good."

While inside the house.

Ruhama was silent again, locking himself in the room after he returned the dipper to the bathroom and set the side dishes on the dining table.

"Mom" called Dilara quietly at the door of the mother's room.

"Mother's tired of Dila, eat first .. don't bother Mom." Ruhama wrote on a piece of paper and slipped it under the door so that Dila could read it.

Dila realized someone was touching her feet. He looked down and the fingers picked up a piece of paper with something on it.

"Mom, I'm sorry, Dila.." his voice choked, the tightness came back to squeeze his chest, the more firmly entrenched there.

Dilara cried, though without a sound, sure that her mother heard a subtle sigh from behind the door.

Sorry Mom, sorry Dila. And I should be devoted to Mom.

...***...

EQ Buildings. Inside Ezra's room.

"How dare he disconnect my call, who just yelled there, Lex?" ezra gusar.

"Either boss, I thought it was his mother, and this is a videotape of Velma and the pictures you need." Rolex held out his phone to Ezra.

Ezra received his Aspri's phone, played a short video there.

"I guess that already represents the answer you asked for right, Boss?" reply Rolex.

Ezra seemed to think, he rubbed his rough face before getting up to grab his suit.

"My eyes are on Yai Sa'id, Lex," Ezra said.

"I have a ring or cash ready as a proposal?" rolex confirms boss's desire.

"Buy the bracelet, because I don't understand the size of his finger as much ... megang also not yet," continued Ezra.

"Well, I'll ask the store to deliver to the pin point where we're waiting" Rolex replied as he pressed a button on the elevator panel that would take them to the leader's basement.

"Hm, arrange it .. tell Leon to pick up Mita and ask her to dress syar'i" Ezra told Rolex after they were in the elevator.

An hour passed.

Now they are ready. Mita and Velma brought the delivery parcel, as well as opening the road so that their car can enter the As-salam complex without being too obvious.

After asking permission from the lodge gatekeeper. They are allowed to enter and are welcome to wait in the guest room.

The same room during last week's slander clarification.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Nak Ezra," said Yai Sa'id.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam," everyone answered.

"What's up, son?"

"I'm sure, and I want to continue my intentions towards Dila, Yai." Ezra explained his arrival this time.

"When do you know?" Yai said asked back.

"Excuse, already ... My father is still recovering, so I brought my younger brother as a representative of the family members to propose to Dilara...."

"We go straight to Dila's house if so, meet her mother, let's Nak Ezra...." Yai Sa'id got up to take Ezra to Dila's house, accompanied by two santri khidmahnya.

Fifteen minutes later.

Geck. Geck.

The sound of the door being knocked from the outside, the sound of greeting familiar to Ruhama's ears. He grabbed his hijab and rushed to open the door.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam, you know Yai? punten I'm not feeling well so ga lodging .. this afternoon-afternoon here what's wrong?" greet Mother kindly while letting her guests in.

"This is Nak Ezra, and his sister came to see me expressing her intention to propose to Dila, where's your daughter?" yai said as they sat in the guest room.

Deghs.

"Dila, there ... a moment Yai," Ruhama went back inside looking for Dila. His face stiffened withstanding annoyance, anger, not to mention.

"Dila...."

Dilara emerged from the back door, her clothes wet from the water while watering the medicinal plants.

"Here, come with Mom ... Dila, you're doing this, aren't you? in front there was Ezra proposing to you, the man on TV who was dragged yesterday, you were forced Dila? answer me!" ruhama clutched his daughter's arm.

"Sa-kit Ma'am .. I like Brother," said Dila in tears.

"Ruhama, don't do that, pity Dila...." Yai followed inside when she heard Ruhama's cry.

This woman did not pay attention to the words of Yai Sa'id, he actually hit Dila's arm several times.

"Honestly Mother .. Don't lie to you! people like us don't deserve Dila!!" Ruhama vented his anger.

The girl who was being beaten by her mother was just resigned, silent not retaliate until Ruhama released her because she was injured by Velma and Mita.

"Mom hates Dila...!! just go! I don't like liars!!"

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