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Intana Successfully Found Torro

"Mas. Should we return this girl to her family" Intana advised

"No! I don't want to go back to my father! He's evil!" zahra interrupted.

Samsul and Intana turned their heads at the same time hearing the girl's confession.

The girl also shuffled up from the bed to come down even though her body looked weak. But Intana quickly prevented it.

"What are you doing? Your condition is still weak, you want to find where your mother is. It's a big city!" intana started to get upset.

Zahra wept and kept calling her mother. Intana and Samsul panic.

"OKs. If you don't want to go back to your family, you better come with me. Until we find your mother's address," persuaded Samsul to try to calm her down.

* * *

Deni continued to persuade Mila to stop her crying.

"It is dear .. until when do you cry. There I am here," woo Deni while hugging his sir wife tightly.

"Den ... do you really want to make me happy?"

"of course. Deni loves you for who you are, Deni will try as hard as possible to make you happy."

The feeling of being moved touched Mila's feeling of hearing Deni's statement. The young man was more mature than her husband. And Mila is happy because Deni has always been her loyal friend in lonely times first.

Mila came back crying.

"It's a dear .. from now on forget him. We build a new life," said Deni.

"Russia ... "

"Yes dear."

"Have husbands always committed their guilt to a wife? We are women. Always need attention and affection from the husband, what he forgot. Unconsciously they are the cause for which we committed this sin .. hiks .. hiks .. "milah was accompanied by tears.

"Come on dear .. but Mom's husband is selfish. When Mom needs affection, she's busy with her own world."

Mila further tightened her embrace on Deni's chest. Her crying broke instantly.

"Three know Den. Three years, Mom tried to stick with her attitude. Imagine every day he comes home at night. There's never time for me!" lirih Mila.

"Deni knows Mom, but we don't have to regret what happened. We also sinned against him. And we have to accept the consequences. What we plant is what we harvest."

Looky. How wise Deni is. If Samsul was as mature as Deni, maybe the incident would not be like this.

"Tomorrow Deni will find work again. If necessary, Deni wants to be a porters in the market. The Pokonya whatever work is important halal," said Deni.

"Den. Don't push too much, my husband still gives me money anyway."

"No! You never take money from him. Deni's still willing to pay for Mom."

Mila was speechless as she wiped her endless tears melting on her smooth cheeks. Although Deni's husband siri her. But he is a very responsible and kind man.

"Come Den. Take Mom to the market. Today. I'm going to buy kitchen utensils," take Mila.

"Did you have money? If it's money from Mom's husband, Deni won't! Anyway, never accept if your husband gives money. Point!"

"But you haven't been able to work Den, yet" said Mila.

"Mom don't worry. Tomorrow morning Deni will meet Deni's friend. I hope he can give me a job."

"Alright Den. But take Mom to the market first. This is my savings Den. My husband's money I always keep at the ATM."

"All right, come on."

The two went to a market not far from the contract where Deni lived.

* * *

On the other side. Samsul and Intana are clearing Zahra's hospital fees. The young girl was forced to take Samsul to his house. So that nothing unwanted happens. I don't know which village the young girl came from. For sure Samsul will persuade him later after the situation calms down.

Where does the girl go anyway. In a city that is large enough and crime-prone will certainly be very dangerous if the girl is not helped.

The three eventually left the hospital.

"You two wait here, I'll go to the parking lot get a car," said Samsul walked hurriedly to the car park which is quite far from the hospital exit.

Intana and Zahra are waiting. The two seem to be getting familiar. Intana was so full to see how she was.

Suddenly a white Avanza stopped right in front of them.

From inside the car came out a burly man and immediately hunted Intana.

Intana and Zahra were shocked. The man immediately pulled out Intana's rough hand before Intana finally came to her senses. The man was her husband's son.

Intana tried to struggle and resist while shouting for help. But the other guy came from a different direction. The man turned out to be Toro's husband.

"Bang Toro!"

Intana tried to escape but the man managed to carry forcibly himself and immediately put the weak body into the car. The anesthetic that is injected into the mouth Intana reacts quickly to make Intana staggered and fainted. The incident had disturbed some people around him. But they did not help but stupefied like statues.

The car carrying the Intana was immediately speeding towards the highway.

Zahra saw the brief incident. Just gawking with a trembling body. She was shocked to see two foreign men carrying Intana and putting her in the car.

It was not long before Samsul's car was in front of him.

"Let's get Zahra in here" said Samsul.

"Master ... mister .. that, that ... " Zahra stammered.

Samsul looked at him in wonder.

"What's up Zahra? Let's get in!" samsul shouted while opening his car door.

Zahra walked closer.

Seeing Zahra was like confusion. Samsul got out of the car and looked for Intana.

"Where is Intana?"

Zahra looked pale as Samsul repeatedly asked about Intana's whereabouts.

"Zahrah! Hearno? Where's Intana?" samsul jolted as he shook Zahra's pale-looking shoulders.

"Sir, that ... that .. there were two men who kidnapped her" Zahra said.

"What?!"

Zahra nodded faintly still with a trembling body.

"Who kidnapped her?"

"Come sir. It happened so fast. But I heard at a glance. Ibu Intana mentioned the name To, Toro tuan," said Zahra.

"Well! Toro you mean?"

"That's what I heard, sir."

Samsul let out a long breath. The poor woman finally found her husband. Regretting he did not take Intana to the parking lot.

He couldn't do much to help Intana. Toro still has the right to the woman.

Samsul was drowning. Intana is a good woman. Unfortunately, his fate was tragic. Samsul shed tears. Two women he loved, lost in his grasp.

Samsul returns Intana to his parents. But before that happens. Toro managed to find the poor woman.

"Tu .. sir, forgive me for not being able to help Mother Intana, for I am afraid of you. " complained Zahra, bowed down.

"That's it, there's no need to apologize. Let's go home," Samsul took a hasty walk and got into the car.

Zahra followed him and got into the car.

Soon Samsul runs his car away from that place.

Along the way. Samsul's mind was still focused on thinking about Intana's fate. Lastly, Intana always complained about her unhappy home life.

While Zahra sat in the back with a confused face.

"Zahras. You can stay in my house for a while, but soon I'll take you home, ok." Samsul spoke while looking at the young girl through the windshield of his car.

"Ba, good sir ..."

It didn't take long. Finally Samsul arrived at his house.

"Come on. This is my home" Samsul asked.

Heartily, Zahra got down from the car following Samsul who was walking in front of her.

Samsul then took the key out of his pants pocket.

The door is wide open.

"Let's go in here."

"Yes sir."

Though hesitant. Zahra went inside and sat down on the sofa.

His eyes were sweeping out to every corner of the room that looked clean.

Samsul immediately showed Zahra one of the rooms.

"That's your room. Come rest, you must be tired. I'm going ahead with the food."

After showing Zahra the room. Samsul went on a motorcycle to buy food.

Zahra was still staring at the door of the room, while observing the other room.

His footsteps walked carefully towards the middle room.

A picture of a beautiful woman is on the wall. There is also a photo of Samsul's wedding there.

Zahra watched him while smiling faintly. Then her little feet went to the room at the end. Back Zahra stepped hesitantly towards there.

It was a dining room as well as a kitchen. Looks like there's some dirty dishes piled up yet to be washed.

Quickly Zahra's hand moved to take the foam to wash dishes not far from the place.

Zahra then cleaned all the dirty dishes. For him the work in the kitchen was used to him in his village.

His stepmother never stopped ruling. All the homework he did was done. His real father was like a puppet in front of his stepmother. Failing and helpless. Zahra was often treated inhumanely by her stepmother. Her stepmother would often torture her if she made a small mistake. Even Zahra is often locked up in empty rooms without food.

Until one day. His stepmother intended to marry him to a wealthy paralyzed man.

But Zahra refuses and runs away to her friend's house. It was through her friend that Zahra learned that her mother was still alive and in the city.

And with his savings. She is determined to find her birth mother in the city.

Go on the night bus. Zahra begins her journey.

When we arrived in the city. Zahra was confused as to where she should start looking for her mother. He himself had no address to address.

When his mind is confused. Zahra just crossed the road until a black car hit her tiny body.

And fate brought him to Samsul.

"Zahrah! What are you doing in the kitchen?"

Samsul's voice resuscitated his daydream.