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"The Atmajaya family is indeed very outrageous. They are not human beings but human demons. Better yet, let's report their actions to the authorities."
"But Ma--"
"But what, Nduk? Looks like you're hesitant to report them."
Derana nodded faintly and stared fixedly at Aririn's face. Then he replied to the woman who had helped him. "Yes, Mom. We cannot report the Atmajaya family before gathering evidence of the crimes they have committed. In addition, I was worried .. they would also attack Mom. I didn't want to, Mom got dragged into my problem."
Aririn reviewed the smile and returned Derana's gaze. Then behind him soft rikma poor woman while saying. "Yes, Nduk. I agree with your words. We can not grusa-grusu (hasty). All we have to do now is gather evidence of the crimes they committed. Don't let them reverse the facts. Nduk Dera don't worry about mom! Gusti Allah mboten sare (God never sleeps). He always took care of and protected His servant who always put on the ink."
Derana published a smile when she heard the words spoken by Aririn.
In the heart, he ceaselessly recited the words of thanksgiving, for God had brought him together with the angel-hearted Aririn-relatives of Atmajaya.
In fact, the reason why Derana hesitated to report Farel and his family to the authorities was not only because she did not have evidence of the crimes committed by the Atmajaya family and her concern for Aririn. But at that time, Derana was very afraid that the Atmajaya family would act recklessly and do something bad to both her parents and sister.
For one week, Derana stays at Aririn's house to calm down. In addition, he did not dare to go home for fear that his parents would be angry and not believe what had actually happened.
But after hearing Aririn's advice, Derana ventured to contact Usman and inform him of his current whereabouts.
Though hesitant, Derana tells her everything she experienced to her father.
Usman's eyes began to open. He felt pity after knowing the misfortune experienced by Derana-daughter.
"Go home, Nduk cah ayu! I'll pick you up, "he said by phone.
"But sir, Dera is afraid that mother will be angry. Surely mother wouldn't believe that actually Mas Farel and his family are very evil."
"If your mother doesn't believe, it's important that you believe in Nduk. You'll help me convince mom."
"Alright Sir. Dera manut's. Dera's going home."
"Thankful thank goodness. I'll pick you up now. Wait for me Nduk!"
"Express, sir."
After saying hello, Derana ended the phone call and handed back Aririn's borrowed device without forgetting to say thank you.
Mentari began to return to the contest when Usman arrived in the village of Kantil. In the house of Aririn, the angelic hearted woman who had helped her daughter.
Aririn greeted Usman and invited the middle-aged man to enter the house. Then he guides Usman to walk to the living room to meet with Derana.
"My daughter-" Usman's voice choked as the water spots began to frame the eye patch as his sense of sight caught the object he so longed for.
Usman stretched out both hands-welcoming the princess who ran towards him.
"Father-" said Derana while tightly hugging the old body of her father who she missed so much.
Satisfied to spill the longing by hugging, both of them break down the embrace and then wipe the trail of tears with fingers.
"We're going home now, Nduk!"
"Regih sir," he said with a nod.
"Not sit down yet, sir? I make coffee or nasgitel tea --"
"Matur. Don't bother, Mom. Since it was almost night, we just went home. Her mother and sister Derana are waiting at home." Usman refused with a smooth-sounding word.
Although Aririn felt heavy to take off Derana to go home with her parents, but she could not prevent. Only a prayer can he recite in his mind, may Derana avoid the wrath of her mother.
Before swinging his legs, Usman and Derana did not forget to thank Aririn. They promised to visit again next time to connect the friendship rope.
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Arriving home, Derana is greeted by Ratri's wrath.
Like someone possessed by a demon, Ratri struck Derana mercilessly.
"Based on the son of the devil, the son of the unlucky bearer, I am truly very sorry to have conceived and given birth to you. You shouldn't have been born into this world if it was just a family disgrace."
Harsh words slid down from Ratri's lips accompanied by a swing of wooden sticks that left red traces all over Derana's body.
Unsatisfied to hit Derana's body, Ratri banged his flesh-blood head against the plate rack.
Usman, who had just put down his motorcycle, rushed inside to hear the noise coming from inside the house.
He then grabbed Ratri's hand that had been floating in the air and almost landed on Derana's face.
"I don't want my daughter to be persecuted. After all, Derana is my flesh and blood. I raised him in my sweat. I took care of him with great difficulty, but you wanted to kill our daughter just because of that man" Usman said.
Ratri who was still affected by the whispers of the devil residing in his body, did not immediately melt.
Although Derana is destroyed, Ratri still asked that his daughter maintain her marriage to Farel.
If Derana does not comply, then Ratri will expel Usman and Sukma from their home.
For the sake of devotion and affection to his father and sister, Derana also obeyed the request of the mother. She maintains her marriage to Farel-the devil-hearted man who has driven her into a trough of grief ....
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