Almahyras
Season 2, Section 20 (2): Result.

"Rice." Jafar looked seriously at Azizah's son. "Dad has absolutely no idea about your problems with Dilara, and Baswara. But regardless of what you promised me to look after your mother."

"Now Dad asked. How old are you?" jafar continued by asking.

"Fifteen years, Dad."

Jafar asked again. "You already know, right? If Dilara wasn't your real mother? So now you understand why I asked you to stay away from Dilara?"

"Understand me, Dad." But what Rais did not understand from Dad was the prohibition of being friends with any woman. Besides Mbak Dilara, Rais continued in his heart.

Jafar sat up straight. "Rais look, Dad."

Rais who was originally lowered is now looking at Jafar. Really, Rais was nervous not playing, because the gaze of Jafar's father seemed sharp.

"You know too, right? A man named Robin Shaukat. The one who used to come here when you were a child was your family?" jafar again.

"Or, Dad."

Jafar nodded. "It's good you still remember. Later that night he comes. Live with your family if you want. Dad won't arrest you. And besides, Dilara won't hold you back either, Rais."

"Dad's trying to kick me out?"

Jafar. "No. Why is your mind so bad? I just made it clear that Robin Shaukat is your family. If you really want to leave this boring neighborhood, and choose to live in the city. I'm very inviting."

Rais chose silence, he answered nothing.

"Bakda ishaa. Your uncle will come here, think before you make a decision," Jafar finally stood up to leave Rais.

Dad kicked Rais out? inner Dilara behind the door of her room faintly heard the conversation of her Father and sister.

"(.) If you really want to leave this boring neighborhood, and choose to live in the city. I'm very inviting."

Even Rais answered nothing. Is he really going to leave? He won't tell me? batin Dilara who felt tight chest. He knew that this afternoon he scolded Rais, but his heart never asked him to leave. Because for Dilara, the only protector Dilara had at school was Rais. There's no way he'd complain to Jafar's father. If he knew, he would definitely hit even scold him all out.

Dilara still doesn't understand the meaning of Baswara-'s remark that the man keeps his indecent photos. Should Dilara trust Baswara? Compared to Rais? "Nonsense. I know Baswara lied."

Dilara's tears hatched.

"There's no way he's got my bu*gil photo. It is impossible ..." Dilara muttered with a firm grip of her hair. "I just fainted. Adek said nothing happened. I have to trust Rais."

Bakda ishaa.

Rais is still at the mosque he is worried about. Should he just be here? Though Dilara who always gave affection as a Sister-now ended up hating him, for the lie he said. Because what happened one year ago really Rais keep tight no one knows it but the Almighty and also ... Baswara and two friends.

Rais was fourteen years old. But he already understood that what Baswara did was wrong. If Dilara asks is she still a girl? Rais was confused to answer. Because that brash man had desecrated something that should have been untouched. Maybe Dilara didn't feel it because Rais remembered that the bastard was just doing a swipe.

How disgusting!

The insolent!

"Mas Rais!"

Rais suddenly regained consciousness when a boy called out to him. "Falem?"

"Mas is called Gus Jafar. I was told to come here quickly. Don't know if he said there were guests."

Rais nodded and smiled. Why is Om coming so fast? his inner.

If Rais looks around, Robin's Om looks a little like him. The man's parasites are like fifty percent divided. But Rais knew that the man was not his father. But Uncle-who intends to bring the nephew into the Shaukat family order.

"Rais, this is Om. Do you remember, son?" said Robin.

Rais nodded. "Still, Om."

"Om going to pick you up so you can meet your father and our extended family." About Robin paused. "There Om promise. I will send you to the school you want. All the facilities will be filled for you, Rais."

Indeed, Rais is not tempted. But he knew the Shaukat clan was equivalent to Adiwangsa. The Shaukat family business that Rais knows about is only the owner of Fortunata Bank. Then they're rich? he looked straight at Robin.

"Whatever you want Om will fulfill," continued Robin.

"Rais is willing to stay in the city," Rais replied with a straight look at Om Robin, without looking at Jafar's father at all. "But never forbid Rais to visit the pesantren."

"good. Om won't ban you, Rais. O promise."

"Rais is willing to stay in the city."

Dilara fell behind the bedroom door. Your liar, Rais! You said you liked living in the pesantren. You said you wouldn't stay. But what is it? his mind with the mouth shut, so that his crying is not heard from the outside.

"Mrs ..."

"Rais just leave tonight, Dad."

Dilara. Then running towards the bed and crying sobbing, he hit the pillow in all directions. He was upset but wanted to cry. How could Rais choose to leave when the matter with Baswara was heating up like this? Should he complain to Jafar's father or maybe to Mama Alma? Dilara. None of this is possible. He-he would be embarrassed if Baswara really had a photo swallow*jangnya. I don't know how many sins have flowed, when it turns out Baswara made this body photo as an object.

"Hiks. Baswara asshole. Damn it."

Five minutes later Dilara cried heard the sound of her bedroom door on tap. That's the voice of Mom and Dad. But Dilara pretended not to hear, until her room was opened and she pretended to be asleep.

"Darling ... Dilara," said Mama Alma.

Dilara looked at the mother with her eyes. "My stomach hurts, Ma .. I'm an obstacle, I can't walk it," Dilara lied.

"God has great pity on Mama's son." Mama Alma rubbed the mane on her forehead. "Wearing a veil can't either, dear? That is ..."

"Why, Ma?"

Mama Alma sighed. "Rais wants to say goodbye, son. He's going to stay with his uncle."

"Yes already. Titip salam. Careful walk." Dilara turned her back to Mama Alma. Because her tears are back. "Sorry I can't see you. You ... My stomach hurts, Ma."

Can Rais say that what his brother said was a lie? Because what Rais knows is Dilara is very angry. Maybe some of Dilara's heart cannot forgive him, and some are unable to deliver his sudden departure.

But for Rais this is the right choice. The Shaukat family can make it against Baswara who is none other than the son of Juragan Antasena--who is on the heels of a successful coal entrepreneur. Wouldn't it be equal? And will save Dilara's honor?

"Dad, Mama .. sorry Rais made the decision---"

Mama Alma immediately refuted, "Rais has grown up. Rais can make any decision. Mama's just asking for health care, huh, son?"

"Yes, Ma. Rais pamit, Dad." Rais gives up a white-enveloped piece of paper on Mama Alma. "Ma .. This, Rais. Assalamualaikum."

"Mosur."

At midnight Dilara wakes up with her eyes. After going to the bathroom for a while to change the sanitary napkin he stared at his study table which had a white envelope.

From Rais? his inner.

Dilara sat on the edge of the bed. Then tore off the top of the envelope and pulled out a piece of paper with Rais's handwriting.

I'm sorry I lied to you. By Allah, I will tell you everything. After I had already resolved my own issues with Baswara.

You have to stay away from him. Because that man is not a good man. I'm sorry I refused to leave the school. But I promise you I won't tell Baswara to mess with Mbak again.

So, please Ma'am. Don't hate this brother. I'm pampering. Assalamualaikum says. Wait for me to go home, Ma'am. I promise to return soon.

...--TAMAT---...

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