The World for Zahra

Revealed

I'm still sitting on the edge of Jasi's bed. She was still asleep while I looked at her still feeling a little traumatized.

Everyone often said, even myself realized that I was not a weak person by crying when faced with difficult circumstances. But today everything is different. I was placed by God in the lowest place and the wound-filled condition. I didn't realize anything and felt anything other than to plop down as the weakest person in the world. I cried all along and screamed as loud as I could. I am weak and very fragile today.

Everything happened and something big almost happened. I still remember it, but there's one thing that holds my feelings up. Suddenly I thought, how did Jasi survive the car while all her captors were killed on the spot.

I kept quiet and thought for a long time. Jasi's awake. He opened his eyes and smiled as his work showed me. "What a hell of a wake?" I met him and at that time Jasi immediately shuffled to sit. "Brother from here?"

"Nobody never gets out of here."

Jasi smiled knot. He suddenly closed his lips and stared at one corner with a face filled with unease. "Why?" I asked slowly, making Jasi look at me and said after slipping in. "You don't know about this. We don't say anything to Mamah, yes, sister!"

Jasi planned it, I stared a long time ago and smiled sweetly. That's not the right thing. Whatever will be accepted, I will live. It's my fault, so if I have to accept punishment, then I won't refuse.

"It's not good to hide big things from our parents."

Jasi pouting. He grabbed my hand and saw the burn on my bandage-covered hand. "Don't you love me?"

I frowned, Jasi again said, "I am always sad to see the wounds on Brother's body increasing every day. I don't want to be sad anymore today. Brother won't follow me?"

I was blown away as my eyes were turned to look at another corner. It remained silent for some time until Jasi again said, "don't make me sad today, brother. Jasi's grief is Brother's wound."

Maybe I'll follow it today. He is my most understanding brother, I will try to hide today's events and violate a little teaching of my religion.

By lying. Forgive me, O Allah

I'm closed for a moment. I looked at Jasi and she smiled widely, as if knowing my decision by looking at the look on my face. He was shining more and more and displayed a row of his teeth that were less than one stone.

"The chimney!"

"Dad, Brother!" He pouted as I pinched his bloated cheek with a slight flick.

Looking at her cheeks, I remembered. Jasi didn't have a single scratch. I asked, "but what happened in that incident? Can you get out of that car?"

Jasi looked at me a long time ago.

I was silenced, while my hands were not picketed. I bit the criminal's hand and fought with a lot of effort to open the car door. The criminal is taking me again. He rang my hand, and in the back seat it was just me and the criminal on duty to guard me.

He picked me up with a rope and I whispered, "i'm Jasi Suhendra. My papah son, Roy Suhendra. Don't you want me to give you a reward for taking me out of this abduction?"

"Diem! We also know that you are the son of Suhendra. That's why we kidnapped you."

"Can't you consider my offer? By kidnapping, you're just going to jail. But, if you let me go, I will say that om is my savior from this kidnapping. Papah will give the stock to om."

The kidnapper immediately thought. He decided 'yes' and took off my hand. Om the kidnapper was not long immediately take over the steering wheel with the neck nyekik om the kidnapper in charge of driving. His car was perfect, but he immediately took over the steering wheel from behind. He opened the car door and told me to step outside. The kidnapper next to the steering chair did not accept, he fought the same thing. They scramble the steering wheel and fight.

I don't know after that, I jumped out of the car and rolled a little on the sidewalk. I wasn't hurt at all, but when I woke up, I was writhing his car into the steering wheel to avoid the riders passing by on the road.

The car slammed the steering wheel and spun briefly in the middle of the road, before finally the car rolled to the side and exploded.

Flashback Jasi is over. I listened carefully as he told me, now I'm relieved. My mind was calmer and my voice widened. Jasi is very clever. I was anxious and pinched her stye cheeks. "Iish, sick!" Jasi complained of pain. I relinquished.

"You're pinter too." I tease. Actually I already know, he is smart, but a little temptation will relieve the tension that had occurred. "Whose son is it?!"

We laughed at each other in Jasi's pink-black room with a wall poster showing Blackpink personnel.

What else can be expected to stick to the wall of a K-popers?

***

A few days passed. At home, the hustle and bustle of Mamah's socialite friends fills the sense of hearing. Today it was Mamah's turn to invite her friends to hold a diamond in our house.

Mom hired a lot of waiters to help me. I will not be able to prepare snacks and juices simultaneously with large quantities. That's why he's not reluctant to hire the man's servants.

"Where is your son?" That's Mamah's friend. He meant to ask us, or, just Tina and Jasi. "Let's learn, I guess."

"Son, try here for a second!" Mamah. Don't get me wrong! His gentle call is just to keep the famous from getting smeared. It's very crowded here and there's no way Mamah would call me rude.

I approached. My clothes are more beautiful than usual. I also just work in the kitchen and organize everything. It is the hired waiter who grabs all the food that has been arranged to be served to Mamah's friends.

I'm out of the kitchen for a minute. At that moment I was called Mamah. He said, "take your sister here, yeah!"

I nodded politely then walked up to call Jasi at Mamah's command.

From behind my back, I heard the hiss from Mamah's friends. They talk about me, "your son is very polite."

"Smiles are sweet again" another chimpanzee.

"I have a single child, so kepengen fooled by your son. Not pa-pa, is it? No pa-pa times, smooth our friendship and company." Mamah's friend again messed up the invitation sentence. Mamah simply fell silent while smiling with compulsion.

He's not not allowing. Mamah actually really wants to marry her daughter to the son of her friend. But it wasn't me. She wants, Tina who is married to the son of her conglomerate friend. I have no love here, and will not take love and the throne as the wife of the conglomerate's son there.

Once I am at Mamah's feet, I will remain there until God gives me the right to be happy. And it is not a desire, but a certainty that will be realized someday. I always believed.

"For my brother's sake, let's not spray Mamah?"

Jasi. He got up and looked at me lazily. For my sake, he woke up and finished his sluggishness.

We walked up the stairs. Jasi stopped and swept a glance. Very crowded. He dropped a look at his bruised hand.

In the meantime, I kept going. He was in the back and my steps went straight to the kitchen. Back to the task, which is to set the situation there. Everyone can't disappoint or I will feel the consequences.

"Jasi, here son!" Mom called from below. He waved his hand, telling Jasi to come closer immediately. The girl had to come. He stared at his wrist a few times which gave off an unpleasant sight. On the arm there is a blue polish of several parts. He did not want anyone to see, until his other hand held the arm tightly.

They were busy praising the beauty of the girl. Of course, Jasi was indeed very cute and beautiful. Her petite face with a pseudo-ash iris, displaying her charming look. Maybe there will be an early matchmaking that occurred due to this meeting.

I could not conclude, but seeing the admiration of the women flanged against those high-value pure gems, made my mind set on thinking as I thought.

Haha, there are only my thoughts.

"Unfortunately, Nicky made your daughter. If not, surely I've been dating Jasi with Nicky."

"Shhh! Jasi is a child. It can't be bargained like that" said another friend of Mamah.

They continued their jokes. Jasi was busy too. He was busy covering up the wounds and pain that I would bear later. Mamah will not let me be free from punishment, if the wounds and events come back to the surface. Jasi doesn't want anything bad again. As much as possible he would cover all paths to my grief, although I never showed my own sadness, but he always understood the conditions I experienced.

"Kok, diem, anyway?"

"Yes, here. Jasi's shy, huh?"

Mom who heard me speak up. "No, Sis. He's not shy. Chewingy. Just today, he's like gini. Usually not."

"Why? Auntie didn't bite, anyway." Mamah's friend continued to pursue Jasi's voice to appear. He wants to talk a lot and break the silence that Jasi makes. Yet it failed completely. Jasi remained silent while staring lazily one by one the person who invited her to chat.

Ah, nevermind. Friends Mamah and Mamah themselves are also tired of fishing Jasi to join in joking with them. Mamah has now begun. He spoke before the arisan shuffle began. Everyone was looking forward to the core of this meeting.

They were silent for a moment. Mamah made them tense by stalling the opening time of the shuffling results.

Suddenly our cat, Miyou walked up to her beloved master. Jasi's. He crawled Jasi's legs with the long fine fur she had. Jasi smiled and broke her lips. His smile was wide and a little bit clumsy he made when he felt amused about being pelted by his Anggora cat.

Everyone is not focused on Jasi.

Miyou walked over to the table. Accidentally a glass filled with concentrated red juice spilled and made Miyou's delicate body moistened with juice. Jasi stretched and immediately lifted the beloved. He grabbed a tissue and treated Miyou so as not to feel cold.

He forget. He forgot the arm he had covered up. The wound was visible and he was unaware.

Match. And the result that came out was the name of someone else. Mamah and some of the arisan participants are not lucky at this time. Expensive precious diamonds of super quality, fell into the hands of Mamah's friend.

All are sad, but this is social politics. All are obliged to channel and all are entitled to. But the only rule is time, who first gets luck, he is the first to get a match.

Signs this event is about to pass. Some people opened their sophisticated phones and were busy struggling with it. Partial silent atmosphere. Others are still busy telling stories with topics not far from diamonds. It tells the story of a diamond shop that opens its nineteenth branch and plans to match the heir of the store owner with their child.

There are many other things they make conversation. Ah, it doesn't need to be painted too long.

Now, Jasi took the initiative to care for her cat more intensely in the available pet room. He got up from the sofa and headed to the room. Sarah, Mama's friend. He saw the movement of Jasi who was originally sitting in front of him.

His eyes accidentally caught a wound on the girl's arm. He snorted and pulled Jasi's hand. "What wound is this? You think you got a blunt object dings?"

Mamah. She leaves the conversation and stands to join in the tension between her daughter and aunt Sarah. "Why?"

"This, you know, how did your son have a gini bruise? I think it was a long wound, but it wasn't treated. Gini bruise, you know."

All get out of the chair. Crowing Jasi and making the girl duck fold her frightened face. There was nothing he could feel but fear. Mom would be so angry. Everything went smoothly and his reputation stayed up, but today? What will he get from the bruise on Jasi's arm?

Embarrassment.

"Sis, what are you, anyway? Wounds are dangerous, you know. Your son's hand could be amputated because of his internal wounds that could rot and spread everywhere."

"Yes, aren't you kasian?!"

"Your money, right, a lot. The cost of treatment for a wound like that, what does it mean to you?"

"Or, maybe you're the one who taught Jasi yourself until she got hurt like this? That's why you don't get treatment because you're embarrassed about taking him to the hospital."

Everyone suddenly took the side of the mistake. As if unwilling to hear any explanation from Mamah, they continued to cut off Mamah's explanation mercilessly. What they saw was strong evidence, for them. The bruises proved everything.

I stopped preparing food when a waitress came into the kitchen and said, "it's done, Miss." This fast? Yeah, 'cause by the time I got out, there wasn't anyone there. Just Jasi and Mamah.

Jasi who stroked Mamah's shoulder, while Mamah herself cried bitterly as she pushed over the heartache on the marble of the house.

I'm getting close soon. Try to calm down by helping to stroke Mom's back. But my movement stopped. Mamah. A wrathful look with a red hue filled his face, he seemed to feel the arrival of his prey as he stared intently at me.

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