The Destiny of the Mute Girl

Episode 90 ~ Warning Hard

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A tired body was brought to a sit, grabbing the hand of the princess who was still lying weakly helpless, wearing an arm sling on the left hand as a refutation of the scar. Grasping the hand of the wife who is still asleep because of the powerful drug effect.

Dhana is chin-faced, staring at the face of his son and wife in turn. After Sadha's return, the Imam, along with the children, Wulan and Mala, were transferred. Choosing a VIP treatment room to be more flexible, filled by two patients at once to facilitate Dhana care.

"Bapi is so grateful that this beautiful daughter of Papi is fine."

A smile rose, brought himself closer to the princess, grasped and rained down on the tiny hand with a warm, grateful kiss.

"I'm also grateful that Gibran didn't hurt you any further, honey."

Turning to the wife, taking off for a moment the hand of the princess who was still asleep on her bed, stringing a beautiful dream that had been disturbed for several days. Dhana heaved a heavy sigh, linking her fingers with her fingers with her fingers, dipping them intensely, providing warmth that could aid the healing process.

"Why haven't you ever told me about your difficult life? Why do I have to hear everything from Gibran?"

Heavy breathing sounds even faint, trying to deny the turmoil that spread, the heart that is disappointed cannot be denied, the dark time that should be talked about actually plunges, even plunging, life-threatening who shouldn't know how to deal with everything. What is the weak power of man. Making Dhana have to keep thinking positively, convinced that Mala has her own reasons why to cover it.

Chequek!

The handle of the door rang, provoking Dhana's head to immediately turn to the source of the sound. The figure of the sister who was watching, walked in to approach Dhana with a typical friendly smile.

"Pak Dhana. sorry to interrupt your break" said Sister kindly.

"It's okay, Sister. What was there until Sister came here? Hasn't my wife's condition improved?" dhana replied that the reply was friendly.

"Really, Sir. But I came here to tell you, that the doctor asked you to come to his room" Sister said.

"What's up, Sus?" ask Dhana.

"I don't know, sir. To be clear, it is better for Mr. Dhana to go to the doctor because he is waiting." replied the Sister who kept a friendly smile.

"All right, I'll be there." said Dhana.

"I'm sorry, sir. Let's..."

The beautiful nurse of the night shift guard left, out of the nursery of Mala and Wulan, leaving Dhana confused, wondering why the doctor called her. Is there anything serious? I don't know, make Dhana who can't help but be curious to move, go see a doctor according to what the sisters say.

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The night grew thick, befriending the black clouds that seemed to move, moving from place to place, accompanying the return of Sadha, the Imam, and the children. Sadha's car moving in front of there speeding, followed by Aifa'al who drove at medium speed in the middle, followed by Aiziel's car driving behind him.

Cietttt...

Aiziel was stunned, found the sister in front there suddenly stopped the motorbike, saw a large enough Cafe still receiving consumers at midnight like this, like this, the others were surprised and rushed down, allowing Sadha's car to go further.

"What's Al? Why did you stop like this?" asked Aiziel who came down, grabbing the shoulder of the silent sister.

"Yes, Mas. Just surprise us!" timpal Syahal who grumbled because his head had hit the dashboard.

Instead of answering, who was asked just an angry grunt, staring intently at the cafe who had no idea who was there. Without answering, Aifa'al opened his helmet, got off the bike and ran into the cafe.

"Al.." cried Aiziel.

"Mas Al why the hell is Mas?" ask Syahal.

"Mas doesn't know either." replied Aiziel.

Aiziel and Syahal were stuck, throwing questions at each other that they could not answer. But in contrast to Shahil, knowing how the nature of Aifa'al makes him quite understanding, dribbling toward the sharp gaze allowed by Aifa'al. Instantly made his blood boil.

"Where are you going?" peekkit Aiziel's.

Shahil flinched, continuing to step quickly after the strange Aifa'al, leaving Aiziel and Syahal frowning in confusion.

"They're why the hell are you?" ask Syahal.

Syahal frowned, increasingly not understanding the behavior of his three brothers who were very strange at the same time, came to circulate the eyes, looking for something that he himself did not know. But the eyes that had originally moved here and there, stopped. Seeing the familiar figure inside the Cafe, the figure that was allegedly the spark of anger in the soul of Aifa'al and Shahil before.

"Looks like we should catch up with them, Mas!!!" shahal exclaimed, ran first and left Aiziel who was stunned.

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Prok... Prok... Prok...

The cries of applause echoed, provoking the eyes of all the residents of the Cafe including the figure seen from the front before. Making two among the many generations of Cafe connoisseurs, flabbergasted. Unbelieving, looking at the figure before the eyes had been freed.

"Good!!! It turns out that here you are apparently! So I don't have to bother anymore looking for a savage madman like lo, Bimantara!!!"

Bima was flabbergasted, seemed difficult to swallow his saliva, looked at the interlocutor, turned momentarily towards his friend, who was none other than Dimas, and the figure of the girl beside him, very familiar that is Zivana.

"Aifa'al.. k-why are you in..."

"Why Bim? You are surprised to see that I should still be held captive, it is in front of you now? Just relax, Bro!!! I will not repay all your deeds!!! I'm not like lo!!!" cut off the sharp grinning Aifa'al.

Bima and Dimas were silenced, swallowing their saliva with difficulty, making awkward with each other, not expecting that the captured lion was now released, ready to pounce on prey at any time.

"Fuck you, Bim!!!"

The newly arrived shahil scattered, directly storming Bima without cue, surprising Aifa'al who immediately turned around, preventing the actions of his brother who was very rash, surprising Bima, Dimas and Zivana who were still quietly paying attention. Followed by Aiziel and Syahal who were chasing, had stopped when the eyes saw a figure that had helped Gibran's foul intentions.

"Not now, Shahil!" aifa'al.

The shahil is emotional, grunting. Staring sharply at Bima and Dimas who looked panicked, but the whisper of the cousin mas became the antidote, the anger that peaked dim, along with the arrival of Aiziel and Syahal who followed. Follow provoked emotions but choose to calm the anger of the heart, while calming the Shahil.

"The two of you, are still lucky to be able to survive the madness of Shahil's current fury!!! You're both lucky that there's no Damar here. Both of you, do not know how to bringas Syahil and Damar when it's emotional!!! And both of you, do not know how cruel I am if I am angry!!! You both remember!!! I'm not just gonna let you go! Lo and the other kids have been gnawing at Shahil! And you, too, who have arrested Damar and Wulan on someone's orders!"

Aifa'al smirked, glancing at the little girl beside Bima who looked puzzled, following the conversation that made her brain spin hard, frowning in wonder, looking at the frightened Bima and Dimas.

"Lo think I don't know who your boss is? I know, and he's in jail right now! You two better get ready! The police will be looking for you after this!!! Oh right, from this second on, I'm out of your members! And one more thing, don't you ever have the same kids eyeing or bothering my sisters again! If that happens, I'll make sure you all rot in jail! You remember that!" aifa'al said, pointing to Bima and Dimas alternately.

Bima and Dimas are still silent, dismissing the shock that enveloped, rejecting fear when hearing the name of the Police, making Zivana more confused, do not understand where the current direction of the conversation.

Aifa'al giggled faintly, holding back the amused look at how ugly the frightened Dimas and Bima looked at the moment, sweat splattering on their frustrated faces. Taking him to leave immediately, not wanting to linger to see the faces of the kidnappers of his two younger siblings, pulled the hands of Aiziel and his two twin sisters who looked emotional.

"Oh yes one more, make you little girl! It's late, you better go home! Don't let your mother worry! Sleep soundly so that tomorrow morning you can wake up refreshed, and be able to meet your father in a prison cell!"

Aifa'al grinned thinly, snorting amusedly at the expression of Zivana who still did not understand, did not know the rotten deeds of the father behind, but did not know, acting like a leader in front of the crowd but a VIP class psychopath in the back. Two-faced, as if all was well, acted at will and did not think the risk would be obtained.

Aifa'al turned around and went with Aiziel, Syahal and Shahil. Leaving Bima and Dimas in fear, but astonishment for the clueless Zivana.

"Better you take Zivana home, Bim!" exclaim Dimas, melt the silence.

"Come on! I'll take you home!" timpal Bima as he grabbed his jacket on the back of the chair, glancing at Zivana for a moment.

Bima went first, followed by Zivana who was still silent, walking with Bima who since the return of Aifa'al and Shahil fell silent, reluctant to open his voice.

What was going on between Bima, Dimas and the man earlier? Why did he say that and say that Papa was in a detention cell? Papa has no meetings with clients in Singapore. Zivana murmured in a confused heart.

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