The Injured Heart.
part 27's
"Well, are you in this country? use at the mall everything, have your money to shop here?" tanyanya is so sarcastic.
"Well, "Andri tried to rebuke his mother.
Zahira only let out a heavy sigh, for some reason she felt claustrophobic looking at this man before her.
"Sometimes I wonder to those who always look upon all men with treasures, are not men not worth the abundance of treasures? "
Zahira Al Mahyra's
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Zahira tried to be calm even though honestly he felt crowded, but he tried to smile.
"Aunty how are you? " ask Zahira.
"God! You haven't answered my question! " the hardship that made Zahira a little surprised.
"Zahira has a need here tan" he replied subtly.
"Oh now you can go abroad? " he asked so cynically.
Zahira was silent without any intention of replying, the sound of her phone ringing and checking it turned out to be Amira.
"I picked up Tan's phone first" Zahira said, asking for permission.
Zahira picked up her phone and spoke to Amira. Secretly Andri looked sad Zahira, he felt guilty for breaking their marriage.Have several times he tried to send a message to Zahira, but he never returned.
"I'm sorry tan, it's been a while" Zahira said after a phone call but in reply to a scream by Mama Andri.
"Tante and Andri here what is it? a walk or what? " ask Zahira trying to melt the atmosphere.
"We are on vacation, and mommy ngemenin mama shopping" replied Andri.
Zahira nodded slowly.
And a few moments appeared a black car that stopped right in front of them.
A woman in a black shirt and two men in high posture and dressed in black got out of the car and approached Zahira. The woman is Amira and the two men are security assigned to follow Zahira.
"Sorry ma'am we are late, because it was a bit stuck earlier" said Amira apologizing.
"It's okay Mir"
Amira nodded and told the two men to bring Zahira's groceries into the car.
"Let's mom, my grandmother asked me to come home soon" he asked.
Zahira nodded then looked at Andri's mother who looked surprised and confused.
"I first tan, Dri" he said and left in front of Andri and his mother.
"Wait" said Andri's mother holding Amira.
"What's wrong mom? " tanyanya was confused.
"You who? Why serve Zahira? " he wanted to know.
"Bu Zahira is our boss ma'am.we are his employees and we all work in Zahira bu company, I'm sorry ma'am first" he then left behind Mama Andri who was stunned staring at the car that took Zahira away.
"Why ma? " ask Andri looked at her mother in wonder.
"Mama didn't think he could be like this now, look at his car so good "he seemed amazed.
"Kalo mama know her home now mama must be stunned so good, thank God mah now Zahira is very successful"
"You should be able to get him back again"
Andri looked disappointed at his mother, could-can his mother say so even though he had hurt Zahira.
"Mama told me to deketin Zahira, when the mother who told Andri to cancel our marriage, mama realized not really if we were already sick Zahira mah" he said looked very disappointed.
"That's a beat, now that he's successful, rich again" he said.
Andri shook her head then looked at her mother.
"Well, can't you think it's not just money and possessions? can't you always force Andri? all this time Andri has followed all the wishes of mama, mama please understand the feelings of Andri dong" he complained so sad and left his mother who shouted to him.
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Zahira glanced at her laptop that was on the nightstand, she picked it up and opened her laptop. When Zahira is sad it is impossible to tell someone, she can only express her feelings through writing.
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Al Mahyra: trust is very expensive to give to someone..
If we are given trust by someone to be guarded, then keep the trust of someone well..
Never question opportunity, a human being who understands how to appreciate Love and compassion will understand what opportunity means...
But if someone has been given the opportunity repeatedly, but still in the same thing that happened, then the opportunity will never materialize, there will be no meaning..
Because I, if I love someone up to any time I will love that person, but once I stay, disappoint the trust I have given, he said, whenever that person will mean nothing more in my life..
Dear allah....
Thank you for all the flavors you have lent. Thank you for drawing all this affection at the right time for me, so that I can continue to live this life....
Thank you for giving me the strength to stay strong until now..
If I am destined to live this life alone, I beg you to take this journey so that I do not misstep....
Thank you for all the time you have given me in those days..
Al Mahyras.
Zahira sighed softly after typing something on her instagram, her eyes looking back at the distance.
On one side in Surabaya Nadia and Radit were in Zahira's office, they were enjoying lunch at a cafe near the office.
Nadia eats spaghetti and orange juice, Nadia eats while playing hp. While Radit he was just busy eating fruit salad and fries.
Nadia looked closely at her phone when Zahira accidentally posted on her Instagram homepage. There was a sense of surprise when reading it, Nadia immediately stopped eating and looked agitated. Radit also noticed his future wife who looked unsettled.
"Why Nad? " he asked and stopped eating and looked at Nadia.
"I don't feel good, I think Zahira" she replied, looking agitated.
"What's wrong? He's well-advised? " ask again.
Nadia immediately showed Zahira's instagram post and just like Nadia, Radit also seemed shocked because not usually Zahira's post implied deep pain.
"I think the same way he's afraid he has a problem, I understand the meaning of this post" he said with a face that could not be interpreted.
"I understand your anxiety, but you have to calm down, he's going to Malaysia because there's an event, right?"
Nadia shook her head slowly which caused Radit to frown.
Nadia gave a heavy sigh and looked at Radit sadly.
"Zahira went to Malaysia to visit his mother's grave" Nadia said so slowly but still heard by Radit.
"You mean what did Zahira say to her mother's grave? Is her mother here?" tanya Radit looked astonished and also confused.
"The aunt was not Zahira mas's biological mother, the aunt was Zahira's stepmother.Zahira's mother had already died when Zahira was three years old, and after mama Zahira died her father married aunty but luckily her aunt was good with Zahira, consider Zahira like her own biological child.mama Zahira was a Malaysian mas, and, zahira used to live there too, but a year after Zahira's father married their aunt moved to Indonesia "he explained at length.
Radit who heard it nodded in understanding.
"I didn't think that auntie wasn't Zahira's real mother, because from the sight I looked at, they didn't look like stepmothers and stepchildren, they were like children and mothers"
Nadia was only speechless listening to Radit, but did not say a word, Nadia dissolved in her thoughts.
Radit who saw him could only understand because he understood Nadia's worries.
"Later on the phone, you don't worry" Radit said, trying to cheer up.
But Nadia just nodded slowly.
"A person's trust is very expensive to get, so keep the trust of someone who has given you trust. "
Zahira Al Mahyra's
