SOUND FOR DILARA
CHAPTERS 80. DID I?
After getting the narration from Rengganis, Dila was very curious about what the activists there did to special needs children like himself.
This afternoon, the young lady returned to the grand mosque where the Rengganis worked without taking El, only both accompanied by Vinda.
An hour they spent together. Many expressions of feelings are created between the two women, including when Dila tells about the death of her mother not long ago.
All that sadness slowly faded as Rengganis spoke of something that made Dilara's eyes sparkle.
"I'll think yes, my brother's permission was allowed or not to teach here to share techniques about audio visuals I've learned from the Australian trainer, because he just had a baby," said Dila sumringah.
The two said goodbye after exchanging phone numbers and promised to meet again in the near future.
Dilara did not know that every time he traveled out of the house, many pairs of eyes were watching.
On the way back to the apartment.
"Non, I'm sorry I couldn't attend Mom's funeral because of a very new fit falling from the bike due to fighting back. Fortunately there was a motorbike and a car through that night so I survived despite the bruised body and all linu," said Winda also mourned the loss of the family experienced by Dilara.
"What's wrong, Mba Winda didn't say the same to me? how do you keep eating?"
"There is a Non, who loves. Don't think about it," replied Vinda.
"Mba, gih martial arts course. I can't always meet Mba, right? even though Mba is the main source of income for families, work until night needs self-protection," said Dila when she had gone down in the lobby of the apartment building.
Winda seems to weigh, which is conveyed by customers, the sense of his best friend is true as well.
"This is the cost, thank you very much." Dila turned around, waltzing into the building.
"Non, mostly," Willa pulled off his motorcycle, then chased after Dila who had not been far away.
"Non," Willa touched the customer's arm.
"To learn martial arts, maybe only for training up to three months, accepted yes. Dila did not bring much cash earlier," replied the young lady as she sighed. The two soon separated.
Biipp's.
The young mistress arrived at the residence, opening the door panel to the cry of baby El. He did not think, Ezra was at home that afternoon.
"Dila, go ko lama? not bring El? there's Velma, take it along. He cried from earlier nyari you, is not pumping? should have prepared El's needs before leaving. Not my permission, is it?" accuse Ezra of sudden streak, as his wife enters the living room.
"Pumping was a lot. Wind, so not invited, pity. I'm a permit but hape Brother is not active. Here," replied the young mother, taking El in Ezra's arms and then to her room in the back.
Braakk. Dila slammed the door hard.
"Why the hell? ck, I came home quick because I wanted to play with El and see you two, ko so gini anyway? how tired lately," complained Ezra, he chose to go to the room on the second floor. His phone has since been silent mode, it's appropriate not to see Dilara's message when asking for permission.
All day long, the young lady did not appear. Despite being one house, Ezra finds it difficult to meet his wife without the help of persuasion from the nanny.
"Dila, I'm sorry. Exit donk.." persuade Ezra gently at the door.
"Miss had eaten Mister, this afternoon before Den El slept," explained Velma with a lowered face, afraid that her master was angry.
Ezra ignored Velma, still persuading the door until his wife opened the panel.
"Alhamdulillah, eat yuk accompany me," he asked in Dila's nod.
He wanted to ask permission about this afternoon chat with Rengganis. But the tongue was confused to speak when her husband complained about his busyness. Dila did not want him to increase the burden of fearing for the safety of himself and their son.
"Never again go away from home without anyone accompanying you" Ezra later rebuked.
"Yes, sorry."
"Darling, why are you? ever since you got back from the hospital, you're not like my Dila" Ezra continued.
"Remember too," he replied not to be outdone in expressing his objection.
"I? kan already said that there are so many problems that must be resolved Dear .. yes sorry if my promise babymoon has not been implemented," he said trying to explain the situation that is pressing.
"OK."
"And that's the response" Ezra finished eating the dish.
"How horse? did he say he was busy?"
"Whatever you are, I'm cape again, honey." Ezra got up, left his wife at the dinner table, headed for the study.
Brakkk's. This time it was the young master's turn to slam the door.
The night was heavy for both. Dilara was disappointed to feel ignored, while young master Qavi felt Dila did not understand the situation and he who was in need of moral support.
Although each can not be closed all night but both prestige express the contents of the heart. They really miss each other.
Morning's approaching.
It has been since six in the morning that Rolex is in their living room dining room. Dilara's been busy writing things on her laptop since last night, she's not sleeping. It brings out all the feelings that have never been conveyed to the husband.
When the young Madam came out of the back room. He heard that Ezra was going back away, with Anastasya going somewhere for three days.
Revenge, anger at the woman, as well as Dila's suspicions that had not been well conveyed to Ezra made the young mother's blood boil just like that upon hearing the name of the demon woman called.
"Just go, spend some free time with my mother's killer! the two of us here will always understand Brother ko!" he shouted in high notes.
"Dila? why you, darling? Rolex is going, I'm going to Bali myself tomorrow," explained Ezra, but Dila has taken care of his ears. He was upset, tired, hated, wanted to cry but there was no place to vent emotions.
"Oh yeah? Brother suspects Mother died of poisoning because of the results of such fissures, but why slow to investigate, is it because we are not the people who deserve you? until my mother's life was in vain. Because, brother, our lives are in the shadow of death!" Dila vented all her heart.
Rolex was stunned, The young mistress let out such a stern rage. Aspri pulled over to the other room, not wanting to interfere.
"Dila, what do you want to say?" Ezra was still patient, he got up from the dining chair, trying to hug his wife who might be tired.
The man was aware, his presence was very much needed at this time but the circumstances forced it so.
"Don't touch me!!" Dila brushed off Ezra's arm.
The spark of Dilara's anger finally brought Ezra along in the emotions.
"OKs. My fault. It's free to be here too, if you reject all my rules!! I'll take you back to Surabaya, go home....!" ezra said in emotion, his jaw tightening, his eyes sharp.
Deghs.
"Talak kinayah?...what do you want?" asked Dila with trembling lips.
"Think?"
As Dila's face paled, her body fell to the ground.
"Miss," Velma shouted trying to reach the body of the Madam while holding baby El who was crying to hear the quarrel between the two of them.
Emery's son momentarily stopped stepping, hearing Velma's scream but as his heart also heated up. He ignored Dila, leaving his wife there just like that. Take Rolex out of their homes.
Brakkk's.
The apartment door slammed hard.
While in another room. There was a netra with tears flowing profusely soaked his old face. Aunty cried, feeling that she was the source of everything starting. Can not reconcile two people who love each other but because of misunderstanding until it ends like this.
"Sorry, Mba Ruhama.." - He quietly held his mouth so that his stuffing was not heard.
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Other luxury mansion.
The young master had just ordered that his private secretary send something to Dilara's email, as well as some messages to her phone. He has prepared this, painstakingly looking for all information data of the targeted girl. (chapter 44)
"Because you're smart, protect yourself even from Ezra. But it doesn't happen to me...."
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...Some hanafiyah and hambali scholars consider that divorce with lafadz cannot be expressly punished legitimately by looking at one of two things, the intention of the perpetrator or qarinah (trigger). So sometimes talak with the phrase kinayah punished legitimately by looking at the trigger, without having to see the intention of the perpetrator....
...However ... Talak kinayah or talak figurative (not firm) as Ezra. This is assessed from the intention to determine the fall of talaq or not. According to a stronger opinion in the book of as-shahru al mumthi. Because anger there are 3 types. (Later mommy obviouslyin chapter asik2 angry in the next part)...
