The Healer of the Sinner

Uncovered 01

"Bent on Pa, wait for Brother Nizam to come down first."

sahut Zizi while stepping into the living room followed by the papa. They're done with breakfast.

"How's school going, son? Papa listen, you're champion again this year?"

asked Mr. Alkaf while embracing his little princess with affection.

"Yes, Pa. This year Zizi is ranked number one again" Zizi replied with a sweet smile, while receiving an embrace from her papa.

The father and son enjoyed the little happiness created there. Until finally Zizi made a surprising speech.

"Why doesn't Papa match up with Papa's friend's child? Aren't many of Papa's friends children who are certainly beautiful and have a good education. Who knows with Papa getting Nizam's sister married, he can learn to accept a woman slowly." Zizi's suggestion made Mr. Alkaf flinch. After a while, Mr. Alkaf gave his opinion.

"It's not that easy as a pretty boy!" Mr. Alkaf pinched the gnarled cheek of Zizi who had been seriously staring at him.

"Even if Nizam wants to, Papa must be transparent with your sister-in-law and also the prospective father! And .. The most important point is, whoever that woman is, she must definitely accept your sister as she is. For his dark and sinful past. Papa does not want a misunderstanding later that actually backfired in his household."

The lengthy explanation was well received by Zizi and he understood what his parents were thinking.

"It's a disgrace to the family, son! It's not that easy that Papa plans an arranged marriage with a stranger without any openness." explained Mr. Alkaf to his youngest daughter.

"Your father is right" said Bu Zainiyah who suddenly came after the two in the living room, then sat down beside her husband.

"Even if there are women who want to be with your brother, they would think as busy as they know that Nizam once had a dark past. As normal women, they may want to marry a man who is numb and has slept with many women." Bu Zainiyah's face suddenly bowed, sad as she recalled Nizam's past.

"But, your proposal is not bad either! Maybe this matchmaking can be rethink Papa," said Mr. Alkaf to see the response of the wife. And sure enough, Ms. Zainiyah immediately looked enthusiastic to hear what her husband said.

"Papa agrees to match, Nizam?" Ensure to satisfy. Mr. Alkaf nodded, but the husband's next remark made Bu Zainiyah look sad again.

"But with whom do we match Nizam, Ma?" he said slowly but still can be in with Zizi and also Bu Zainiyah. The lines on his forehead were slightly wrinkled, signaling that he was thinking hard.

"Papa was right, too" said Bu Zainiyah while stroking the back of Mr. Alkaf. He understood what middle-aged thought that had accompanied his life all this time.

Zizi did not respond, but immediately approached and hugged his parents. The girl knew that her brother's current state really disappointed them but could not do anything about it.

Even if Mr. Alkaf was angry and his disappointment was so great, but it was impossible for him to let Nizam continue to fall into the black valley of life.

As a wise parent, Mr. Alkaf should be heartened and accept Nizam's behavior. Mr. Alkaf also thought, if what has happened is a destiny and also a test in the family. Mr. Alkaf is unwilling to give up that responsibility, and will continue to pull Nizam in the right direction and path.

As long as he lives in the body, he will try hard to restore his son to the true teachings of religion.

"It is Ma, we must be patient and pray, so that Nizam can change his heart to warm again. And he can escape his dark bad habits! What matters now, Nizam has promised not to repeat it again, it is enough to make Papa calm now. Let God determine the path of Nizam, we as parents can only guide him not to return to his sinful world."

"Amen...." Zizi and Bu Zainiyah asserted simultaneously, hoping that their hopes would be granted by the Almighty.

*****

In the room

Nizam sat pensively as he flipped, he was lying on the bed. The incident he had just seen and heard downstairs made him decide to go back into his room.

Actually, Nizam was ready, and went straight down. But, before reaching the dinner table, Nisam heard all the conversations that were discussed by the three people he loved so much.

Nizam flew his daydreams and thoughts again, recalling the events of a few months ago. Just when he had just come from abroad and still could not give up his bad habits to meet his evil biological needs.

That night ....

Nizam goes to a nightclub to satisfy himself through the worldly beauty he has been living during his life abroad, mingling with the boundless free life that carries him constantly dissolved in the pit of sin.

Liquor, free se*s and religious norms had been forgotten. As a Muslim, Nizam had forgotten his duty. He is already his God.

The resentment that comes from the disappointment of one woman, makes her sick every time she sees a woman out there.

His vengeful heart equates all the women of this world with his ex, making him in the shadow of the devil, laughing triumphantly at Nizam in the mud of disdain.

Unsatisfied with being inside the club, Nizam brought the woman he had paid dearly to the star hotel. Doing things he should never have done just because he hated women for one woman.

It is absurd but it really happened to Nizam, because the devil will exploit the gap in the heart of every human being to always be his ally.

Lost has been the upbringing of religion that has been instilled by both parents, who build knowledge and morals.

The personality of Nizam who strayed is certainly unbeknownst to Bu Zainiyah and Pak Alkaf as parents. Because Nizam does not want his disgrace to be revealed and make his parents disappointed.

It did not take long, both of them arrived in a hotel room that was so spacious and comfortable. Although not completely drunk, but Nizam and the paid woman are still under the influence of alcohol and a little dazed.

"I've paid you dearly for tonight! So don't disappoint me" Nizam said in a hoarse-sounding voice. Reason and logic are gone in his head, changed by the lust of Satan who continues to rule the body and soul.

"I'm here because of your money, sir. So, where might I disappoint a customer who has a complete package like you! Handsome face, stocky body and also thick wallet." The call woman twitched her eyes to look more seductive.

The wiggly fingers slowly guerrillaized in the chest of Nizam who was still wrapped in a shirt, as if to evaporate the contents inside. True said the woman earlier, Nizam's body deserves a thumbs up.

"Good!" Nizam looked pleased at the woman's answer.

It took me a while to adjust the still domineering roar of breath inside that huge room. Nizam got out of bed and left his woman lying around after passing through the beautiful world of mirages. Nizam took the initiative to take a minimal dress material that was also under the floor.

"Watch on and get out of here! Your payment has been transferred and please check." Although Nizam had a sweet talk when making love, but he will turn into a man who does not care after getting his will. Ache and cold in the eyes of anyone, especially women who only he made gratification.

He did treat his women like items that after use must be discarded. For he has paid for it, and has the right to behave as such and as he pleases.

"Alright," answered the woman and hurriedly put on the sexy clothes.

When the woman had just finished getting dressed and Nizam was also wearing pants and still left his chest exposed, a strange voice was heard.

Suddenly ....

THE HUT!!!

The door that opened violently, sound deafening, so that the reflection of the object was seen hitting the wall and the sound echoed to every corner. Making Nizam and the woman was surprised by the unexpected incident.

Not finished the shock that Nizam felt, some people he knew very well entered with a face that was red. Angry certainly.

"Ma, Pa!" nizam couldn't believe it. His face instantly turned deathly pale like it was not drained of blood at all. Everyone was now in front of him, witnessing the depravity that must have made his parents angry.

Nizam could not dodge anymore, in a time when the evidence was clear before the eyes like this. Really, his world seemed to be turned upside down and shattered that very second.

The thing he feared the most was, the truth of his dark world was known by his parents. However, he was also unable to escape from that world easily and today it definitely happened. He must be prepared to accept the consequences.

Everyone who came suddenly in the room, looked at him with hatred and disappointment. The deviant acts that become dependency cause him to be in a bad position at this time.

It was free for him to hide everything, if in the end it was revealed as shamefully as it is today. In fact, he has done everything very carefully since he came home from abroad, unless someone deliberately brought his parents here.

Nizam glanced at the man standing by the door. He believes he was the one who told his parents. In fact, Nizam had promised to talk about his disgrace to his father and mother if the time was right. However, his best friend turned out to act without his consent.

With a slow step, Nizam approached his parents as if he had resigned himself to all the things that would happen to him.

"Nizam!"

The voice of the middle-aged woman's cry sounded deafening, along with her cry, booming inside the suddenly silent room as if uninhabited, changing with tension in every corner.

The sound of Bu Zainiyah's cry instantly roared inside the room and was so domineering. The feeling of disappointment and destruction slapped Bu Zainiyah's face so strongly in the reality that she saw now.

"Why are you doing this, son, why?!" Ms. Zainiyah shouted hysterically because she could not hold her chest tight. The child he was born into the world into a wicked man, the only boy who became the focus of his life and death, has now tarnished the honor of the family.

Nizam who was still in shock was just silently glued, his tongue felt twisted. He could no longer speak so surprised.

Plaque!!!

A slap landed on the cheek of the child who had filled his womb, for the first time. The hand slapped a slap of disappointment at his son during his life.

"I didn't think you had this kind of beat*, Nizam!" there was the sound of Bu Zainiyah shaking, filled with overflowing emotions and anger. He did not expect, that his son has a se***al abnormality that is completely beyond reason.

Nizam who got a slap just silently pegged, resigned. His body did not move because it felt ashamed of all that was there. And, suddenly a sense of regret crept into his soul at this moment. There was no defense that he needed to show, because whatever Nizam did was useless, the rice had already become porridge. He realized that everything that happened was his fault.

"What is the sin of Mama Nizam, until you do this deed?! Have you forgotten the religious teachings we instilled early on?!" shouts Bu Zainiyah full of emotion and ditukkan question to Nizam. However, his son only spoke a thousand languages.

"Is it because women are like her?!" point Bu Zainiyah at the woman Nizam hired. The woman who was also sculpting just stood up without feeling guilty, still not moving from the side of the bed. He's used to being cursed and even been hit by someone's wife. So, he's a fool.

"Even your behavior is truly abhorrent to my son!" bu Zainiyah's voice sounded very disappointed at what she was witnessing now. He really could not hold back his anger that had already erupted in his chest.

Suddenly, his head felt dizzy and twisted. In the next second, Bu Zainiyah staggered to the floor because she could not bear the weight of her body. More precisely, the burden of thought that rained down on his soul instantly.

Mr. Alkaf who had just been silent to hold back the anger, immediately rushed to the floor, worried about his wife who suddenly fell. Same with Nizam. He was surprised to see his mother fall.

"Mama!" Nizam's actions in reaching the body of the mother along with the grip of Mr. Alkaf who tried to reach Bu Zainiyah. The middle-aged man still did not speak, but his eyes showed all the contents of his wounded heart in disappointment to Nizam.

Nizam knew that his papa was holding back and chose silence. However, it was more frightening. Meningan, he chose to be scolded rather than looking at the papa who was just silent.

Plaque!

Plaque!

Two slaps from Mr. Alkaf's hand suddenly floated on Nizam's face and that was enough to prove that the middle-aged man was so angry with his son. The old jaw was seen tightening with draped teeth, as it held back the emotions that were struggling with his soul and mind.

"Is this your reply? Is this the science you have been studying abroad for years? Is this what you get after sending you abroad? Is tarnishing your self and family honor the result of all this time?!" A row of long sentences that can make Nizam's heart slapped in a row.

Mr. Alkaf brushed off the hand of Nizam who wanted to get his mother to stand up. He let Bu Zainiyah stay on the floor and was in his arms with a heartbreaking cry.

"Does this sinful hand still deserve my mention as the son of our pride?! mak Alkaf exclaimed with a cynical look at Nizam. He did not expect if his son Selma wallowed in a free association full of maksiat!

"I'm sorry, Nizam, Ma, Pa," Nizam said sincerely. Why, after everything was revealed, was that sense of regret present? Why not realize it first? Is this what is called being late in doing something.

"I'm sorry Nizam, Ma, Pa," Nizam said, repeating his request for forgiveness many times. In fact, Nizam was prostrating on the floor, where Bu Zainiyah and Pak Alkaf were currently gathered. He's really sorry.

"Father, Mama!"