The Destiny of the Mute Girl

Episode 11 ~ Still Disappointed

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"Daddy... Let's go home now!"

Ammar and Dhana who were still sitting on the front porch of the house were aghast at the moment when the voice of baritone Aiziel suddenly asked him to go home. Seeing the look on the face of the son who was very sour, making Ammar and Dhana look at each other in wonder while standing up.

Not long after Aiziel came out, it appeared that Mr. Aidi, Bu Aini, Ibel, Mala, Damar and Wulan also came out to meet the terrace of the house. This left Ammar and Dhana astonished.

"Come on, we're home. The night was getting late and pitying Al at home alone." said Ibel who stared fixedly at the husband and seemed to understand with Aiziel's intention.

"Why so fast, dear? I haven't even finished talking to Dhana. You're okay, aren't you?" ammar asked who looked at Ibel and turned to Aiziel.

"Fine is fine, son. Since then your son has been constantly whining to ask to go home. Looks like he's exhausted. You better go home and rest ya." timpal Bu Aini as he rubbed the grandchild's back.

"Ck, you're just bothering Daddy to chat, Ziel. Yes, then we go home." murmured Ammar who glanced annoyed his son.

Ibel and Bu Aini also chuckled amusedly while looking at each other to see the two handsome men of different generations. While Pak Aidi, Dhana, Damar and Wulan also giggled amusedly at Ammar's expression that looked careless.

"Omma, Opa, Uncle, Anty... Ziel went home first. Assalamualaikum everything." said Aiziel while kissing the hands of the four parents who still look young despite different generations.

Without waiting for an answer from the four people he kissed his hand, Aiziel immediately sauntered away and got into the car with an illegible face. Seeing the sudden strange behavior of the son, Ibel and Ammar looked at each other.

Likewise with Pak Aidi, Bu Aini, Dhana and Mala but not with Damar and Wulan. The twins were very understanding with Aiziel's attitude which was still emotional and angry at the mother. But with all his might, the man covered up the annoyance in front of everyone and chose to leave.

"Dad, Mother... Then Ammar, Ibel and Ziel go home first. It seems like Ammar's eldest son is really tired and can't wait to enter the room and fall down." said Ammar, greeting his mother and father's hands.

"You be careful, son. Don't be too fast to bring the car. Remember, you brought your child and your wife." said Mr. Aidi who rubbed his son's back.

"Ready Dad..."

"Ibel said yes, Dad, Mom." Ibel said as she shook her father's and mother-in-law's hands.

"Yes, Honey. Y'all careful. Play here often accompany Father and Mother." replied Ms. Aini who hugged Ibel.

"God willing, Mom. After all Ziel has already graduated from college and he will be settling here. So she will certainly often play here in exchange for Mas Ammar and Ibel" Ibel said as she glanced at her husband.

"Yes, yes, I understand very well what you mean, dear." replied Ms. Aini who giggled amusedly at the expression of her daughter-in-law.

Ammar, who felt anxious, grabbed the wife's shoulder and kissed her forehead in front of everything, including the twins Damar and Wulan. While the others just smiled happily at the two.

"Then we say yes, everyone. Assalamualaikum." said Ammar who saw everything in turn.

"Wa'alaikumsalam.." Everyone answered.

Ammar and Ibel moved, walking towards the car. After that they got into the car and Ammar immediately drove his car out of the yard.

"room, Wulan... You better go in too, honey. It's late, tomorrow you have to get up early. Come on, now go into each other's rooms yes, son." said Ms. Aini who was still standing in the doorway as she approached her two grandchildren.

"Yes Oma." replied the smiling Damar.

While Wulan just nodded strongly getting orders from the oma. Then the two went inside, and were followed by Pak Aidi, Bu Aini, Dhana and Mala.

"You're also resting, son. Mom and Dad want to go into the room first." said Bu Aini who turned to Dhana and Mala.

Both of them just nodded while smiling at the mother who was returned with a smile by Bu Aini. After Pak Aidi and Bu Aini entered the room, Dhana also walked upstairs regardless of Mala who had been standing behind him.

Mala snorted, since then Dhana always kept quiet, avoided and refused to talk to him. Even when the eyes of the two were whistling, Dhana immediately turned her head in the other direction. Wanting to go into the room to follow her husband also felt very lazy. But Mala still follows Dhana and tries to brush off his enormous ego.

"When do you want to silence me like this?" mala walked behind Dhana.

Dhana remained unmoved and continued walking, as if not hearing the question of the wife who actually seemed furious since then with the attitude of Dhana who was just silent. To avoid the wife, Dhana who was still disappointed and angry took a thousand steps to quickly get to the room and gloved with blankets. But Dhana's steps lost quickly with his wife who is now standing in front of Dhana.

"Yes..."

"I'm lazy to make a fuss with you, Mala. So please let me go into the room and sleep. I'm tired!!!" tukas Dhana who was holding back the anger in his heart.

"But when will you keep quiet? I can't let you go like this." Mala replied as she grabbed Dhana's hand, reluctant to look at her face.

Dhana also sighed violently while neutralizing the emotions that now burst back into his heart. Dhana's brain memory seemed to spin again when remembering the incident earlier this afternoon.

"You ask when? The only one who knows the answer is you, Mala. As long as you hate our daughter, I will act like this as you do!" dhana said that was full of emphasis while brushing his wife's hand.

"Until any time I won't accept that child in my life, Mas. I won't!"

Even the upset Mala walked away and chose to sleep in the guest room. Without realizing it, there was a pair of eyes that saw him.

Why Mi? Why won't Mami think of Wulan as Mami's daughter? What's wrong, Wulan, Mi? Is it because Wulan can't talk and is deaf? Even to hear it, Wulan had to use a tool and it made Mami ashamed. If Wulan knew it would be like this, Wulan would refuse to be born into this world, Mi. Wulan darling Mami. Wulan wanted to be hugged by Mami, just like Mami hugged Mas Damar. Wulan murmured in the heart.

Escape the clear circle from the little girl's eye peluhan. After the mother disappeared from the sight of her eyes, Wulan closed the door of her room and slammed into the bed. Every night, the little girl always cried when she remembered how unfortunate the fate of life she had to live. With limitations, insults of people out there, even the hatred of his birth mother.

The crying Wulan covered her face with a blanket, letting her tears fall as much as possible since no one would be able to see her at this moment. Room lights are left to light up just like that, illuminating a square room that is none other than the room. Her crying was getting broken, along with the atmosphere of the night that was increasingly quiet, silent and cold.

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"Ziel.... Wait, Son!"

After the journey from the house of the oma ended, Aiziel who was still furious with Mala's attitude towards Wulan was immediately rushed out of the car regardless of Ammar and Ibel. Seeing the strange attitude of the son, making both of them feel astonished and worried.

Aiziel's wide steps came to a halt as the father tried to prevent her from going upstairs to her house, where her room was. Since then, during the trip, Aiziel just silent and the look of his face looks are holding a great anger and that is what makes Ammar curious.

"Ziel's sleepy, Daddy. We will speak tomorrow." replied Aiziel who was trying to evade.

"No!!! Before you tell me, Daddy won't let you sleep well. What exactly happened to you? Since Oma's house, your attitude has been very strange, son. What the hell's going on? What makes you look so angry? Don't think Daddy doesn't know what's on your mind right now. What are you talking about with Damar and Wulan on the side page?" said Ammar who rained thousands of questions.

Aiziel gave a rough sigh trying to control her emotions that were still stirring. Then the handsome man chose to sit down because he felt weak if he had to remember all the stories of Damar and Wulan. Seeing the strange son, Ibel and Ammar looked at each other in wonder and they sat down with the son.

"Ziel really didn't expect Anty Mala to make it to Wulan, Daddy. Anty Mala leaves her daughter again at school and only brings Damar. That's what makes Ziel upset, angry and want to go home quickly because Ziel is sick of seeing the attitude of Anty Mala who pretended like nothing had ever happened. Damar told Ziel everything and that was why Wulan cried when he hugged Ziel earlier." said Aiziel while staring at the ceiling of his living room.

Ammar and Ibel were stunned for a moment when they heard all the explanations of his son, although their feelings had been there since. It turned out to be true, if Aiziel behaved strangely and seemed cold to Mala because he had gotten the story from Damar.

"Already, Son. Mommy understands how you feel. Mommy understands that you love Wulan very much. But Anty Mala is still your anty, Uncle Dhana's wife, and your uncle is Daddy's younger brother. Anty Mala just needs time to be able to accept her daughter, dear. And our duty can only be to pray and support your little sister." said Ibel who tried to calm the eldest son.

"But when will Mommy be? Ever since Anty Mala came to her senses from her coma, she had never loved Wulan and that still holds true today. Does Anty Mala have no heart? That's her real daughter, you know. Is it necessary that the fate of Wulan is the same as Onty Dhina, only Anty Mala will love Wulan?" tukas Aiziel who turned out to be still furious with the anty.

Ammar was flabbergasted when he heard the name of the younger brother mentioned by Aiziel. Quickly, he turned to Aiziel and grabbed his shoulders until the two faced each other.

"Ziel... What the hell are you talking about? It's not good to talk like that. Don't bring Daddy's sister in on this. He was calm there in nature." said Ammar who stared intently at his eldest son.

Aiziel who was still carried away by emotions also let out a long sigh while ruffling her hair rough. While Ibel tried to calm the son by gently rubbing his back.

"Sorry Daddy... Then Ziel wants to go into the room first. Ziel wants a break. Good night Dad, Mom." said Aiziel who chose to go to her room.

Ibel only nodded her head while smiling at her eldest son, then she shifted her body towards Ammar and tried to calm him down.

"Already, Mas. Don't think too much about it. If Ziel calms down, we'll have the boy talk again. You know for yourself, how is Ziel's nature coming down from you? She is arrogant and emotional just like you." said Ibel who was calming her husband.

"You could have, honey. It's only natural that the child is the same as me, he's my son." replied Ammar who finally giggled amusedly.

Seeing her husband giggle like that made Ibel anxious. Then they went and walked to the room. Aiziel was walking towards her room.

"Just come home?"

Just as Aiziel had just wanted to grab the doorknob of her room, suddenly the baritone voice managed to catch her attention. Aiziel turned to the source of the voice and saw the younger brother who was none other than Aifa'al and was standing while leaning against the doorway of her room.

"You haven't slept Al? It's late, you know. You're going to college tomorrow, right?" asked Aiziel who was walking closer to her sister.

Aifa'al seemed to grin when he heard the firstborn's question, then he walked up to Aiziel.

"Since when did Mas care about Al's college? Isn't it that Mas only cares about Mas's deformed little girl?!"

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