The Mafia's Prison of Love

The Part 61

"Sit down" said Doctor Fahri, pointing to the chair in front of him.

The doctor then instructed his assistant to leave the room. In order to be able to talk to his sister who is very difficult to find since one year ago.

"Sister, I want to ask you something" Zian said hurriedly as soon as they were alone in the room.

"I'll answer your question, but first, I want to say something first."

"What's wrong?" ask Zian curiously.

Doctor Fahri then stared intently at Zian as he clenched his hands under the table. If his suspicions are true that his sister Zian is Zian Naya meant in his book, I don't know what he's going to do to her.

"Did you remember I said I had a special patient?" ask Doctor Fahri with a flat face.

Zian furrowed his brows, his mind then drifting, trying to remember who his brother meant.

"Your special patient?" Zian rolled his eyeballs a sign of trying to remember. "Oh, I remember. The girl you always referred to as your little fairy, right? How's it going now?"

"He's dying" replied Doctor Fahri briefly making Zian jerked in shock, because the doctor replied with a look of emotion.

"The stray? Meanin?"

Doctor Fahri sighed, holding back his emotions that felt through the crown, but still holding it - because he wanted to prove his suspicions first. "His age is now almost 20 years old, my little elf has grown up. But, unfortunately fate seems to be playing tricks on him."

"What happened to her?"

Me and Evan will definitely beat you to death, if it is true you are the Bajing*n who made my little elf suffer for this one year.

Dr Fahri began to tell what the girl had been going through over the past year.

"A year ago, his father's company went bankrupt. She was cruelly vilified by someone unknown, then she was trapped in a marriage with an ordinary man, from then on she decided to stop her treatment."

"Why did he stop it? Didn't you say that your little elf was on medication in the fifth year? Didn't you ever start to improve?" ask Zian at length.

"Yes... But he doesn't continue it anymore. She thought her husband was just an ordinary man, while her treatment required a lot of money. Her husband was only able to give her a little money in each month which was only enough to eat her daily, so she had to work to finance her own treatment."

Suddenly, Zian remembered Naya. Zian who deliberately gave him a little money every month so that Naya did not feel at home with their simple life that was far from luxurious. However, that strange feeling was immediately suppressed.

"So bad she was, didn't her husband know she was sick?" asked Zian again, making Doctor Fahri feel more emotional.

"Eitherway! She told me not to burden her husband with his pain. So he chose to hide his condition from everyone."

Zian fell silent, suddenly his mind was fixed on Kia.

What if my Kia goes through something like that? What if he's sick because of what I did but he doesn't have enough money to get treatment? Kia´s... I'm sorry, inner Zian.

Zian was stunned to hear every word that his brother said.

"Did her husband treat her well?" Zian's question this time really provoked the doctor's emotions, but tried to hold back.

"No! She was treated badly by her husband. Due to the effect of her pain that made her eyesight often myopic, she often broke things in her house accidentally, and her husband would be very angry if he found it. He'll beat her hard."

Zian again remembered Naya who almost every day broke glasses and dishes. And if the man finds Naya doing that, he will scold the girl and spout harsh words at her. However, even so Naya continued to return her words with a smile.

Naya, why am I even thinking about it.

"My special little sister is very poor. Now that he looks like a bone wrapped in skin, he's waiting for death to pick him up." Doctor Fahri dropped his tears.

Zian then recalled Naya who was getting thinner and paler by the day. Even the girl still tried to smile even though Zian spoke rudely to her.

"If her husband can't afford her treatment, why don't you advise her to apply for help at the Kia Foundation?"

"I've offered him help, but he refused. She once promised her husband that she would only live off the fruits of her husband's labor. Her husband didn't really like it if the girl received help from others, he thought it would hurt her husband's self-esteem."

Again, Zian recalled the day he kicked Naya out when she gave him the money to sell the car - in order to open a new workshop elsewhere. Instead of thanking, Zian cursed the girl, even Naya had to prostrate at her feet begging for forgiveness.

"She was very stupid, putting her husband's interests above all else. He even ignored my warning not to over-activity."

For some reason, every remark of Doctor Fahri reminded Zian of Naya.

Zian accidentally makes a heavy job list for Naya-in the hope that the girl does not feel at home with her and soon leaves her life. However, Naya never once complained about it and did all the work with great enthusiasm. Even on the first day of living in Zian's house, Naya cleaned up the warehouse on the top floor filled with second-hand goods, until she finally collapsed from exhaustion. Zian's eyes began to glaze over in light of all his deeds to the girl who became his wife.

"In this world there is a wife as good as that. Lucky the man who became her husband" said Zian.

"You're right. The man was lucky to have a wife like her, but not with my little elf. Because during her one-year marriage, her husband never considered her to exist. Her husband didn't realize how valuable my sister was."

"Why is there such a stupid husband." said Zian.

"Right, I feel that way too. Because of his stupidity, for a year living with my sister without knowing that every day his wife was fighting against death." Zian was silent. There was not a word that could come from his lips. "If you were in her husband's position, what would you do?"

Both of Zian's eyeballs had been filled with clear liquid.

"I... I'll be..." Zian hung up his words, speechless given all his ill-treatment of Naya. Naya's shadow appeared in her mind.

Zian was only able to bow his head hearing Fahri's words that seemed to cut his heart. I was beginning to guess what her brother meant.

"Now, where's your patient, brother?" zian asked without daring to look at his brother's face.

"I don't know. But she said, today she's leaving her husband's house. Before marriage, her husband gave her a condition, if in one year he could not love his wife, then he had to leave the house. And in a few weeks, their deal's gonna be over."

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Zian rounded his eyes, suddenly his body trembled, his tears escaped just like that considering Naya who last night asked for her permission to leave. The man just realized, several times found Naya nosebleed, Naya every day broke the goods, Naya who covered her pale face with thick makeup, Naya who every day ate bland food. Zian remembers finding medicine on the floor and throwing it in the trash. A bit of his memory of Naya kept popping up.

Good, don't get sick. I don't want to be bothered with expensive hospital fees if you get sick.

You know, I forbid you from getting sick, because the cost of treatment is very expensive.

If you get sick, I'll kick you out of this house.

The words that Zian had spoken to Naya sprung up in his mind. He only realized the innocence of his wife who really thought Zian would throw him out of the house if he dared to get sick.

"Naya ..." muttered Zian as he dropped his tears.

"Go from here! I don't want to see your face anymore. You know, I really hate that innocent-ass face of yours. You are the selfishest girl in the world!"

"Now, you can drop my talaq on me. I'll take it."

"Right? Why should I say talaq to you? I never considered you my wife. So I don't have to tell you the talaq..."

Zian's memories of Naya, of the harsh words that once came out for his wife, seemed to hit his soul. Seeing Zian's reaction, Doctor Fahri is increasingly convinced that the Zian Naya referred to in his notebook is his sister Zian.

"Why? Why are you crying? You remember someone? Or is the story of my little sister too heart-wrenching?"

"What's your patient's name, brother?" asked Zian with a trembling tone.

"I can't name my patient" he said. "This year she lived with her husband who was only a mechanic. Do you know, her husband's name is the same as yours. I even thought you were the bastard*n who had married her," Dr. Fahri said.

"But where possible, her husband was just a poor mechanic, and you... You're a Zildjian Maliq Azkara, the wealthy owner of the Kia Group. Even with your money you can fund hundreds of sick people out there. But who's my little fairy husband? Only a mechanic would get angry if his wife spent the money he gave her!"

Like lightning striking his body, Zian trembled. Now the man was sure the special patient his sister was referring to was Naya.

"You know, Zian..." Doctor Fahri's voice began to sound soft, "I gave him a book, I asked him to record all the symptoms he experienced in his book. But what she did, she filled the book with her husband's name. Every sheet in the record leading up to her death, she wrote down her husband's name. The husband who never thought it existed and ignored it,"

Zian was stunned, his breathing heavy. It was as if his chest was squeezed by a huge rock.

Naya, what have I done to her... He was sick and I didn't realize it, I just kept hurting him.

For a moment, Zian forgot Kia's name, someone who made him rush to the hospital.

During this one year, Zian fortified his heart so as not to fall in love with a Kanaya. However, the more Zian moved away, the tighter Naya entangled him, so all he could do was hurt the innocent girl. In the hope of not falling in love with her. Now, Zian only realized how his heart had been captured by Naya. However, her guilt towards Kia was too great, thus blinding her heart. Zian also sculpted, trying to conclude every speech of his brother. Her tears were flowing freely.

Physician Fahri looked at Zian with a gaze full of anger, until his clenched hand under the table shook. Now the doctor is sure, Zian Naya wrote in his book is his sister Zian. While Zian had dissolved in his mind.

Naya. she's leaving today. Nah! I can't lose it. Inner Zian.

"Sister, I have to go..." Zian immediately stood up and wiped his tears. Then as quickly as lightning took a thousand steps leaving Doctor Fahri's room. While the doctor was still silent in the room, he held back his emotions.

Zian hurriedly drove his car home, hoping that Naya had not left. Drive like a car, no longer caring about other drivers. The important thing is to quickly get home and ask for forgiveness from Naya.

Twenty minutes later, Zian arrived home. Get out of the car and get into the house. However, upon entering the house, the atmosphere was very quiet, there was no welcome from a Naya that he had been getting when he came home, although Zian continued to ignore him.

"Naya.." call him. His eyes went around every corner of the house looking.

Zian headed towards the kitchen where Naya used to be, however, Naya was not there. With trembling legs, Zian headed upstairs, where the wife's room was.

"Naya" he called again.

The man knocked on the door, hoping Naya would open the door. However, after several knocks, Naya did not appear. Finally Zian entered the narrow room and found no wife there. One tear fell down again, staring at the empty room.

With trembling hands and an erratic feeling, Zian opened Naya's wardrobe. Hoping to still find his clothes in there, Naya just went out for a while and would come back. But the closet was empty, and there was not a single piece of Naya's clothes there.

Zian dropped his body on the floor. Sitting with tears.

"Nadiah... Ii'm sorry. Don't leave me."

Regret that! that's how Zian felt. Just realized all her feelings for Naya. How much he tried to lie to his heart. Naya has managed to make him fall in love. However, his selfishness made him cover up his feelings with ill treatment.

Zian then saw several bottles of medicine in the trash that Naya had not had time to dispose of. The man took the empty medicine bottle and researched it one by one. Tears are not stopped anymore.

what have I done to my wife? I hurt him so deeply. I threw it into a narrow, stuffy room while I slept in a comfortable room. I was being rude to him every day, but not in the least he complained. He showered me with his love, but what he got from me... Just the mockery and the screaming. Everything I did to her was returned with a smile. Nay... How can I forgive myself...

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