The Matchmaker Competition

CHAPTER 88

Delia widened her eyes as her clothes were thrown out by her papa. Before that Mr. Shahab carried a whip rope, Delia could not resist as it grabbed her body. He just kept quiet withstanding the pain.

Yasmin, who wanted to leave the house, was locked up by Shahab. Yasmin's screaming voice calling her husband also shocked the entire house. But no one dared to go against Mr. Shahab. Including Oka who saw her sister in stoning by her papa.

"What's up, pa? why did you hit Delia?" ask Oka.

"It's a punishment for an adulterer like him. You know Oka? She got pregnant out of wedlock, which is why she was kicked out of her college in London. Papa never educated him into being cheap like that."

"Pa, we're in someone's trap. And that someone is already in prison."

"Who's the guy who's been impregnating you, Del?" ask Oka to be angry.

"Surely she's pregnant with a bule there, Oka!" guess Mr. Shahab.

"Sorry, Delia, pa" He bowed to Mr. Shahab.

THE CPLAAAAS!

THE CPLAAAAAAS!

"say who the man who impregnated you is!" Amuk mr Shahab.

"Pa, geez! Pain, pa!" Rintih Delia's. His eyes continued to shut withstanding the pain in his back.

Oka felt sorry to see her sister moaning due to her papa lash. Several times he asked his father to stop the lashings. But it did not shake the middle-aged man to punish his daughter.

"Pa, don't be cruel to Delia," exclaimed Yasmin who turned out to be helped out by one of the servants.

Yasmin covered Delia's body in order for her husband to stop the lash. But Mr. Shahab grew increasingly desperate, he also whipped his wife's body.

"This is a punishment for a wife who does not want to obey her husband, a wife who does not want to educate children!" shahab said, whipping the bodies of his wife and children.

"Papa is ashamed to have a child like you! you know papa's trying to build a good image in people's eyes. But if they know you're doing this. Papa has no face anymore." lamented Mr. Shahab. I don't feel her tears dripping. He didn't actually want to do this. But if it wasn't like he'd be seen as a failed father.

"Ma, Del, Wake up!" Oka shook the bodies of her sister and mother. But both did not respond at all.

"Pa, mama and Delia..." Pekik Oka's.

Mr. Shahab heard his son's screams go straight to his daughter and wife. They checked the pulse of Delia and Yasmin, both equally weak.

"Auntie! prepare car!" Strangled Mr. Shahab.

Everyone in the house is helping Shahab and Oka. They gotong royong put the mother and child in the car. There's a side to Mr. Shahab's remorse after whipping his wife.

"Ma, wake. Sorry papa, ma." sobbing his wife.

The car drove fast to the Kemayoran family partner hospital. Oka held onto her sister's rather hot body, looking as Delia began to react.

"Sister Juna, don't leave me, '" she said.

"Well, you call Arjuna and tell him to come to the hospital!" the Lord Shahab.

"But--" Oka hesitates to call Arjuna.

"This is for your sister, Oka. Papa please," the voice of Mr. Shahab began to lower its volume.

Oka sighed heavily, stared at the mobile phone screen. His hand danced to the flat screen, a few moments later he turned off his phone "Not lifted, pa," Oka replied sounding resigned.

Mr. Shahab clenched his hand. It was as if there was anger at the man who had been his former candidate. Roughly he grabbed his phone belonging to Oka, before long the communication was connected.

"I don't want to know! you take your son to the hospital. Delia needs it, doesn't she feel a little empathy for Delia."

Mr. Shabab keeps looking at his son and wife. For whatever sake he is willing as long as his son is happy. The only thing he can do is bring Arjuna to his daughter's happiness. This is not the first time Yasmin has fainted or been injured by her actions. At the same time, her only daughter also incised her heart wound. He taught his daughter a lesson. It was as if what he had been doing all this time felt pointless. A Shahab wept over both of them after a long time of never playing with tears.

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"Cal, can you take me to the hospital?"

"Could it be Juna, when?"

"Now, Cal. I'm critical he said."

"Good, mas."

Ical immediately turned on his motorbike to Mitra Keluarga Kemayoran hospital. The distance between Margonda from central Jakarta is quite time consuming. Juna was informed by his father about Delia who he said was critical. Actually he was lazy to see Mr. Shahab. He feels like he has done business with the family. But after her father persuaded her to visit Delia for the sake of humanity. Juna inevitably followed his father's wishes.

The motorbike they were riding on entered the front parking lot of the hospital. Juna tried to take a breath as he walked into the hospital corridor.

The dira?

Juna's gaze turned to the girl of his heart. Two pairs of eyes collided with each other, for a moment they sank into a turmoil of taste. Dira quickly turned his face away. Juna lowered his head instantly, his heart pounding even louder, occasionally he smiled to himself.

"Delia why?"

"Delia had a fight with papa" Oka replied.

"What problem?" ask Juna

"Sorry, this is a core family issue. So we can't just tell stories with other people."

"OK, if you don't want to tell a story, that's okay. But if you put the lives of others at risk, will you just shut up. It's not just Delia who's in the hospital. But Aunt Yasmin is also on the line."

Such is the concern of Juna's sister with Delia's family. Maybe he still has a taste for Delia.

Dira continued to monologue when he saw the attitude of care Arjuna in the state of Delia. With a sense of inferiority, his head just lowered. The jealousy he should not have felt began to grow.

"Sir Juna, e ciyeeeeee.." - Eka.

"What the hell?" Wandi was astonished to see his wife's attitude.

"Behold, how attentive brother Juna is to Delia, it indicates they can still be united. Isn't that right, Dira?" Eka turned the question to Dira.

"Eh, yes, they are very compatible." Reply Dira lirih.

"Well, my brother Juna Dira agrees with me."

Eka looked cynically at Dira. There was a sense of pleasure in making Dira ashamed in front of everyone. Because in his eyes Dira is shameless. Because I still have the face to go to the hospital. Even though the one who invited Dira was him alone.

Juna turned his gaze, there was no figure of Dira who was sitting behind Eka. Juna leaves Delia's ward, looking for Dira's whereabouts.

In front of the hospital waiting room, Dira sat pensively. He felt his heart shrink so much with what had happened earlier. Condemn the stupidity that Eka just wanted to invite to see the state of Delia.

"Not good women often daydream" a voice broke her silence.

"Why come here?"

"Why, huh? there's a strong instinct that brought me here."

"Insting?" Dira laughed a little.

"Yes, love instinct." Answer with a smile.

"Heeh, seduce again."

"The name is also effort. It finally makes you smile."

"What the hell!" Dira uncomfortable when his chin in makeup.

"And smile,"

"Turn back to Delia's room. She's really waiting."

"Some one is jealous."

"No!"

"It's okay, too. Just finish the jealousy."

Juna's hands clasped tightly between Dira's fingers. The two looked at each other. For a moment they fell silent to each other without letting go of their hands. Dira does not know how to respond to what Juna does. One kiss landed on the woman's forehead. Makes Dira pause for a moment.

"From now on I will always be there for you. No matter what happens, many people will stop us. I'm not going to back down again, Ra. I want us to start all over again."

"Sir Juna said what the hell?" dira's face flushed.

"Just to say that I'm not single anymore."

"Oh my sister and Delia?"

"Not."

"Continue?"

"Think of it yourself." Juna leaves while shuffling Dira's hair.