The Step Sister of Tiri

67. Shame the family

Not how long finally Grace and her child and wife, until also at home. Some people were standing in front of the house of the family of Grace. Of course it makes them confused.

"I'm sorry, Mommy, what's going on? Why is it in front of our house?" ask Papa Mercy who just came down with the help of Inspiration.

"Sir Mercy, pretend you don't know. Mr. Grace's son has really embarrassed our complex. How could she be pregnant? She has no husband!" exclaimed a woman there who made Papa Rahmat surprised.

Who does that mother mean? Her unmarried daughter is only Zivana, but there is no way the girl is pregnant. All this time his daughter was not close to any man. Especially to have a lover.

"Sorry, Mom. I don't understand what Mom is saying. Can you please clarify the meaning of your words? Which one is my son?" ask Papa Rahmat.

"Sir Grace is pretending to be bod*h or really bod*h. Who else is your unmarried son, of course Zivana. He was found unconscious at the end of the road. The residents took her to the clinic and it turned out she was pregnant."

Mr. Grace was so shocked. He held onto his chest which was painful. The panicked Zayna tried to calm her papa. The woman did not want anything bad to happen to her father. Just now that the man was out of the hospital, his body had not been properly healthy.

"Papa calm down. We'll try to ask Zivana later. Don't get carried away by emotions. All problems will not be solved just by getting angry," Zayna said, rubbing her papa's back.

Mama Savina, who was behind Papa Rahmat, was no less surprised. He could not say anything, just stared ahead with a blank look. Not finished the matter of Zanita, now Zivana also makes a very embarrassing act of family. I don't know what the middle-aged woman should do to her children.

"Father, ladies and gentlemen, thank you for helping my sister, but we're sorry. Can we please take a moment to talk to the family!" pinta Zayna's.

Everyone looked at each other's lyrics, as if asking what not? They finally nodded.

"All right then. If you have finished discussing, please Neng Zayna or one of the families come to the house of Mr. RT to explain everything" said one of them.

"Yes, Sir. I'll be there later, thanks for understanding."

The residents also began to leave the family home of Mr. Rahmat. Zayna was relieved that they were willing to listen to what she wanted. Papa Mercy, who had been overcome by emotions, immediately pushed his wheelchair into the house. He shouted calling out Zivana's name.

The surprised Mama Savina immediately ran after her husband. Afraid that the man would do something to hurt his daughter. Even though she knew that Zivana was guilty, she still did not want her daughter to be hurt. Likewise with Zayna who came running to follow Papa Rahmat.

"Zivana! Where are you at? Out you!" shouted Papa Grace.

"Papa, calm down. Don't be this emotional. This can all be discussed well" Zayna said.

"He's already embarrassing Papa. Put it where papa's face is. All this time whatever their request, Papa always participated. Now why are Papa's kids all like this?"

The man's body trembled. Not because of fear, but because of the tightness in his chest that turned into tears. He could not bear everything that happened to his children. Papa Grace wept, lamenting the fate of her family.

Zayna was sad too, when she saw her papa crumbling like this. He crouched down in front of his papa resting on his knees and hugged his papa tightly. The woman was also just as sad to see the family she loved like this. I don't know why fate played with them. Married Zayna was not pregnant, but Zivana was not married, but she was already pregnant.

Mama Savina who was there was no less destroyed. He felt all this because of his actions that spoiled them too much. If only time could turn back, Savina would educate her children hard. It doesn't matter if they are angry or hate him.

"Call Zivana," asked Papa Grace after breaking her daughter's arms.

"But, Pa ...."

"The father will ask nicely," continued the man. Zayna exhaled slowly.

"Well, we're sitting in the living room, yeah!" Zayna pushed her papa wheelchair into the living room. She also gestured for Mama Safina to come to the living room. "Papa Mama sat here first. Let me get Zivana."

Mama Savina and papa Rahmat just nodded without saying a single word. Zayna went to her sister's room and knocked on the door several times. However, there is no truth from within. The worried person was knocking at the door.

"Zivana, open the door! I know you're inside. If you don't open it, you'll break the door!" zayna said with a little scream.

If he could choose, he also did not want to believe in that man. Too free association makes it uncontrollable as it is today. After hearing the threat of her brother, inevitably Zivana also opened the door. Zayna was relieved that her sister was fine.

"Come, we're out! Papa and Mama are waiting for you" asked Zayna.

Zivana immediately shook her head quickly. "I don't want to. I'm scared."

"You have to take responsibility for what you've done. Come on, Brother buddy!"

"No way, I'm afraid Papa's angry."

"That's for sure, but if you don't go there, it'll make Papa even more angry. We're talking all this out and we're looking for a solution together."

"Later Brother help me, yes, if Papa is angry!"

"God willing, hopefully Papa will understand. Come on!"

Zivana followed her sister. She hid behind Zayna's body when she almost reached the living room. Papa Rahmat and Mama Savina stared at the arrival of her two daughters.

"Sit down!" papa Mercy's Order.

Zayna turned to her sister and nodded her head. He also led his sister to sit on a long sofa. Zivana was sitting there too. The woman's hand was so cold, she trembled in fear of her papa's anger.

"Are you really pregnant?" ask Papa Rahmat who was taken slowly by Zivana.

"Who is the father of the child?" ask the man again.

Zivana was silent, unwilling to answer her papa's questions. Should he answer when he is dumped? Moreover, that man already had another woman. However, the baby in his stomach also needs his father.

"Answer! Why just shut up? Who's the father of the boy?"

"Ti–Tio, Pa," Zivana replied with a stutter.

"Call him here and hold him accountable."

"He ... he refused to take responsibility, Pa."

"What! Why did he refuse?"

"He couldn't believe it was his son. He even said I was a lady jal*ng, who willingly handed her body over to men."

The hand of Grace clenched firmly. Although it was true the reality was like that, but still he was hurt hearing others insult Zivana. Not only because the girl is his daughter, but Grace does not like to see men insulting women.

"It's really like that, right? What do you call a pregnant woman out of wedlock, if not jal*ng. You should have thought of all that before committing that adultery."

Zivana just looked down with her eyes getting wet. It is true what my father said. But can't the man defend her? She's also his daughter.

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