THE HEART PILLAR 3 KNIGHTS

Unraveling Masai, Fulfilling Promises

Wisya is still fixated with the blaze of jealousy that ignites anger. Even until the car that Yulia was riding with Haidar had started to speed, she had just come to a realization. He rushed to his own car. Then drove forward the vehicle, moving towards a place he had firmly believed to be the destination of Yulia and Haidar.

His knuckles paled because he gripped so tightly. The sense of the incomprehensible is now in control. Jealousy? ... maybe more than that, because it hurts so much. Angry ... to whom? himself ? maybe ?. Because it is always the failed. I hate that one name.

" You shouldn't involve children in trouble based on prejudices you've made yourself" his father's rebuke echoed.

" You're the one who's making trouble!!!.... Who is always comparing me to that woman??.. You are !!! ", the mother's voice was full of anger. " Just say .. You're sorry you married me ... ".

" Siska !!!!! ". And the voice of the father boomed along with the sobbing of the woman who gave birth to him.

Scattering from his tightened jaw hopes to dampen a little bit about the memory. One thing he's starting to understand now is how a woman infiltrates a relationship between her father and mother and starts sparks of jealousy. Years, and then like a ticking time bomb waiting for the trigger to be touched. To then explode the anger of jealousy, disregard and distrust that began to dominate.

Now Wisya must also bear the impact of all the sparks of that taste. Like genetics that degrade nature, even that condition seems to be inherited. A Haidar who comes infiltrate like a parasite connected to himself and Yulia. Has destiny defined that ?. Being a hurt and neglected part due to the presence of another. Now Wisya understood how the pain felt Fransiska mother. He understood the cry of the mother's heart, and he was increasingly powerless to stem all the emotional outbursts.

Waiting with a lump of anger for reason. Didn't care how crowded the road was that night. Pulling quickly Haidar who just got out of his car.

" What's up ? ", Haidar asked coldly.

" You!!!. Stop meddling in my business ".

" You've always been so. I don't know what you mean ".

" You and your mother are the same thing... bullies !! ", that anger is overflowing unstoppably.

" Please watch your words...". Haidar who usually highlighted the soft eyes was fierce. " What is your business with my mother? .. How dare you mock her ".

" Cih ... you .. child of doctor Adonia Orlin is not it?... send greetings from the mother of Felia Fransiska Dharmawan and also my father... convey my mother's message not to teach her child .. to be a thorn in the flesh, a disturber of people's relationships .. ".

Dugh!!. and Wisya staggered as the hard blow struck his jaw.

" You may insult me .. but not my mother", Haidar still clenched his hands tightly.

" You guys are the same .. stop chasing after Yulia. I found him .. and he's mine .. You have no right ... ".

" Know what you know about Yulia ?!!! ", Haidar is getting emotional.

With a quick movement, Wisya pushed Haidar's body and delivered the backlash in a landslide. Now Haidar who staggered with the corner of the lips that drain blood is the same as that experienced by Wisya.

" You're bullies .. You're bullies .. You and your mother are ", Wisya furiously returned to her fists.

But this time Haidar was more alert to fend off. And on the side of the road, the two handsome young men were fighting each other. The passing pedestrians started to get distracted at the fight. Then some people came and took the initiative to break them up. Haidar and Wisya looked very messy with blood on the corners of the lips and also a bluish bruise on their cheekbones.

Still with breath hunting both of them who have been successfully broken by several people, now get into their respective cars. Trying to calm himself. Haidar chose to immediately move away from the source of the problem. He immediately drove his vehicle quickly. While Wisya chose to go to her original destination, she found Yulia.

A few moments later, two people were glued to each other. Yulia stared at the corner of her lips turning blue with those droplets of blood that had not dried yet. While Wisya did not budge staring puffy in the eyes of the two girls in front of him.

" I'm sorry Yulia. " It should be .. I'm defending you ".

" Who are you fighting with ? ". Yulia did not care about the words of Wisya, she asked back. " Have you hit Anelis ? ".

" No!!. but surely I make sure he will accept the consequences if... say bad about you again I'm sorry Yulia.... ".

And Yulia was only speechless while still staring deeply at Wisya. He was just looking for something from within the young man's eyes. Something small shines and is able to be a bridge of taste for both.

" Yulia .... I .. I love you . And I was jealous.. When you ran into Haidar's arms ", his earnestness radiated warmly from the staring eye rays without pause.

Wisya slowly stretched out her hand, grabbed Yulia's shoulder and carried the girl in an irresistible soft embrace. Julia was hypnotized by an incomprehensible sense. But that cozy and warm feeling, he could not deny it.

Both of them were dissolved in a calm flowing feeling. But the sound of the heartbeat was getting louder and louder. Without a word as if they both represent the heart enough to tell each other. It's about a feeling, don't say.just feel it, you'll understand.

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Meanwhile, a car carrying Haidar inside has now been parked in a basement of the multi-storey building. The young man walked with definite steps towards a cafeteria that was seen starting to prepare for closing.

" Mom ..", he said to a woman his mother's age who appeared to be pursuing a note. " Can I have a hot lemon tea and dinner .... if there is still ?".

The woman looked at Haidar, her gentle face then reviewed the smile. He knew the young man in front of him. The second son of the great master of this building and office owner. The young man who spoke little, but was actually very friendly and polite.

" Of course. Want a broth or a fry one ? ".

" The fried ones only. double yes ".

" Well ... would you like to eat here or be escorted to the Mas Haidar room ? ".

" Emhh.. Here only ".

The mother smiled, then left Haidar who sat back in a corner of the room. He was digesting an event he had just experienced earlier. Then by reflex, he immediately grabbed his cell phone.

" Hello Ma. assalamualaikum" he said later.

" Wa'alaikumsalam .. Where are you ? ".

" Just arrived at papa's office. I came home, ma'am, there is a task from papa that must be completed tonight. Meeting materials tomorrow... papa has arrived home ma ? ".

From across there came the sound of her mother breathing deeply.

" Yes son .. don't forget dinner. Your papa hasn't arrived yet, but he said he's on his way home ".

" Oh .. I'm a new dinner pesen kok bagin ".

" Mother Word is still open.Thank God, say hello from mama yes ".

" Yes ma'... Mah, have a friend named Doctor Pradipta ? and Felia Fransiska Dharmawan ? ", the tone full of caution is so obvious in the sentence delivered Haidar .

" Loh?! .. Know you ? they're both class mates with mamah ".

" That ... his son is also the same age as me ".

" Oh yeah ? ", the tone of voice sounded cheerful. Haidar seemed to be able to see a brilliant twinkle in his mother's eyes. " Waaah .. You must be good friends huh.... what's his name ? ".

" His name is Wisya Damara .. and they both send greetings to mama ".

" Yes yes, thank goodness this friendship can be continued by children as well. When they were married, my mom was there too. We've been double date several times ..... ".

" Haidar .. kok diem anyway ".

" He.. he... he.. he. is happy to hear mama's story. Yes ma' first, eat first. Arisnathod ...".

" Wa'alaikumsalam .. ".

Haidar pensively fondled his phone. It was then that Bu Firman came to us with a small box. The woman smiled, then sat down in front of Haidar.

" Clean your wounds first, son, and treat it too, it's an anti-hurp cream ".

" Yes ma'am thank you, sorry to bother ... ", Haidar started grabbing and opening the P3K box.

" This is used to compress also ". Bu Firman again stretched out a bag of thick and fine cloth in which was filled with several pieces of ice cubes.

Haidar accepted it and immediately did as the woman asked. Mom Firman looked at him with a gentle smile. That's when a teenager came in with a tray filled with a large serving of shiny brown fried noodles with a sprinkling of cayenne pepper and two teasing beef-eye eggs, complete with green mustard and slices of fresh tomatoes.

" Loh... mas Haidar why ? fight ? ", the teenage girl was unable to stem her curiosity.

" He. he.. judo practice was .. too excited", Haidar tried to kink.

" Ooh. kirain fought because of the girl's belain. Kayak in the movies it loooh... waaah must be cool, continue the girl must be very cool deh ..di please help Abang handsome mas Kayak Haidar ".

" Hus!!! you are ngaco ... already there learn again, do not mostly watch Korean films.. remember.. have almost entered High School ... ".

" Iih ... mother .. ", the teenage girl grumbled.

Meanwhile, Haidar chuckles to see how the teenage girl is so close to her sister Kirana. The girl is the second daughter of Bu Firman, named Hanin Hanania but more familiarly called Nania. Haidar knew him from a few years ago. From still since the innocent and very diligent SD child helped his mother. He even snuffed his spirit when he saw the little girl in a red and white uniform cheerfully help serve drinks to the employees of his mother's cafeteria subscription office. At that time Haidar was in the second grade of High School and had just started working 'forced' in his father's office.

Nania's presence was like slapping her ego so high. She felt very embarrassed by the spirited attitude of the little girl who smiled sincerely and cheerfully, greeted and presented the orders of the customers. Nania is so happy to be doing her job. And when asked his ideals, it was very simple ....

" I want to go to school as a famous chef .. That's why I help my mom, so I can save for school ".

And Haidar like opened eyes his heart saw the lucky side of himself that was far from a Nania who had to work hard. From then on, Haidar began to get familiar with Bu Firman and his second daughter.

" The noodles are delicious .... already more good you ", praise Haidar while chewing slowly.

" Yes' has .. mas, weigh the noodles doang. I can also make. Oh yes ... Na' made churros ... would you like to try ? ", that pair of eyes sparkled. " Make an overtime temen ..... ".

" Can .... ".

" I'm packing yes ... wait ".

And the girl immediately darted quickly towards the kitchen of the cafeteria. Haidar and Bu Firman throw each other smiles.

" Surely he was sad", said Bu Firman softly.

" Loh why ? ".

" Sstt.he is sad because his brother is getting married. It was proposed last week, a month away from getting married. We've been used to the three of these .... Nania is sad, so she masaaaak continues ".

" Oohh..... ".

And that night Haidar also completed all the work that was charged to him by befriending the little Snack made from fried pastry dough with a sprinkling of cheese. It was nine o'clock in the evening before ten when Haidar finished all his work and he rushed home. Previously he took the time to see a torn wound at the end of his lips and also a bruise on his cheekbone. Creams and compresses from Bu Firman are quite helpful, although still visible.

Arriving at home, Haidar found the mother still busy in the kitchen. He came over and hugged the dear woman.

" Why hasn't this hour rest yet ? ".

" This ... Ms. Sri said goodbye tomorrow, her daughter-in-law gave birth. So mamah get ready now ... not sleepy yet ".

" Oh... Can anyone help ? ".

" No need .. It's almost done. You just take a shower there, keep resting ... hey.... That's why face ? ", Orlin suffocated in shock at the face of his second son.

" He. he. did not concentrate just Judo, so got a tonjok deh" Haidar chuckled.

" Hadeeeeh. You three are the same ". Of course what Orlin meant was her husband and two sons.

" Mommy knew I was training ready ? ".

Orlin shook his head slowly while staring at Haidar full of curiosity. The nosy smile of the son in the end made the woman's fingers move to pinch the wrath of the nose towering Haidar.

" Aduuh ... duh .. don't you add mah' .. ", Hyder's grin withstood a little pain.

" Halaaah. So who punched you ? ".

" He. he... Wisya, her son temen mamah ".

" Ooh..... continue to cry no ?? ", orlin teased her second child.

" Nangiiiiiis ... ". Haidar cut his lips and placed his head on his mother's shoulder while pretending to sob.

Orlin laughed amusedly as he stroked his son's back. While Haidar really took advantage of the opportunity to indulge with his mother.

" Ehm ... ".

The thumping sound that comes crashing does not disperse the loving activity of the mother and child. Orlin grinned broadly at the presence of her husband's Mandala.

" How dare you steal my woman's embrace" the heavy voice of Mandala sounded full of earnestness.

" Hey ... Father who started gray hair, this woman of yours loves me more than you. Just ask ", Haidar replied without releasing a hug from the mother.

" I'll kick you in later ... ".

" Already ... Already ... You guys always make me happy ", Orlin chuckled as she let go of her son's embrace.

" Why is your face ? ... You lost the duel ? How can ? ..... Bonyok so ".

Mandala scouted her son, sounding a dissatisfied tone as well as the expression shown by the middle-aged man. Meanwhile Orlin and Haidar looked at each other with a line of smiles. What a very compact mother and child.