Forced To Be Injured By Love
The Truth Dara Knows

Miana was shocked upon waking up. I saw someone clasping their hands tightly. Because he just woke up, his vision was still not so perfect. After rubbing his eyes a few times. Just realized. That the one who held her hand was Dara. His eldest daughter. The opposite is true with Dara. I feel his sleep disturbed by the movement on the mattress.

"Mama is awake? " Slowly Dara rose from her sleep.

"Darling, why are you sleeping here? " ask miana to her daughter.

" I want to accompany mama" Dara's reply surprised Miana.

" Why should Mama be accompanied by you? " Miana, who doesn't know that her daughter already knows what happened to her family, asks.

" Mama why never tell Dara that Papa has been doing evil to us all this time? " The thing that Miana was most afraid of was actually happening. I was shocked when my daughter said that.

"Become... Why would you say such a thing about papa? " Miana wanted to distract. Trying to make Dara not hate her father. Miana was afraid that her children would be hurt and that wound she would carry until they were adults.

" Mama Dara knows everything. Why you should wipe your own tears. Dara This is Mama and Dara's son is already big. Why should you hide it from Dara? "Dara said that while wiping the tears that dripped on her cheeks.

" Dara Why are you crying. Mom didn't want to tell you. But mama doesn't want you to hate your own papa. You're afraid you'll both get hurt. And it will affect you" Niana tried to explain to her daughter.

" Whatever the circumstances, Mama shouldn't have covered up from the two of us. Everything will be known to Dara and Jelita. If all this time Papa has hurt mom, then Papa also hurt us both" Dara remained in his stance. He rubbed the tears that kept dripping. Miana finally collapsed with her daughter. He tried to wipe the tears and pulled Dara in his arms. In that embrace they cried together.

" Nothing hurts more than seeing you cry, baby. Mama just doesn't want to make you sad. So please don't cry anymore." where Miana is getting tighter hugging her daughter.

" Pope... Papa didn't come back because he didn't want to see us anymore, did he? " the question from Dara made Miana's tears flow more and more. Even he was unable to answer the question.His voice was stuck in his throat.

" If Papa is that bad, we must not repay him with evil. We just wait until Papa is completely conscious.Mu2lai now we have to get used to living without papa" and what was said by his daughter It seems to really make Miana more fragile. How could a 9-year-old have such mature thoughts. Even Miana still likes to complain in her solitude.

" But you promised, son. Don't tell your sister first. Let's tell my sister slowly. She was still too small to accept a harsh reality like this" Miana said in her hoarse voice.

" Means from now on we should not expect papa to come back again yes ma. Dara would assume that if Papa had left and would never return again" the more tears flowed from the corner of their eyes.

" We pray at night" Miana let go of her daughter's embrace and invited her to evening prayers. Dara responded by nodding her head.

" we take ablution first" Miana wiped the tears still running down her daughters cheeks. After that they stood up and walked to the bathroom in the room to take ablution.

"Mama... So we have to keep this a secret from Jelita? " Dara's question made Miana nod at the question from her daughter.

"Jelita it's still too small baby. If you're a little older than your sister. So let him know slowly." Miana explained to her daughter.

"Good mah. Dara promises to try to keep Jelita a secret" Dara promises her mother. They embrace back.

"Yes ma. Tomorrow if you hear the Adzan and mama wake up first, mama wake Dara ya" Slowly Dara said.

"Yes dear. God willing mama will wake you up" Miana nodded with a smile on her lips. And they went up to the bed.

"Mama... Dara went back to Dara's room alone. Poor Jelita if you wake up and Dara is not there" New will fall asleep. Dara reawakens Miana.

"Yes dear. You better accompany your sister" Miana nodded. Miana finally woke up. I want to take Dara to her own room.

"Mama... Just get here yeah. Dara can enter on her own. Mama went back to her own room" Dara asked her to come back. And Miana nodded.

"Yes, mom went to the room first. You go to sleep quickly. Good night son" Miana replied.

"Ma night. Mama also immediately slept yes" Reply Dara back. After making sure Dara got into her bed, Miana closed the door slowly. After that, he returned to his own room. After entering, Miana fell asleep.

Pov Atika And Prasetyo.

"Acts... Wake up. It's noon" Call Prasetyo to Atika who is still sleeping soundly. Hearing the call from Tiyo, Atika felt her sleep was completely disturbed. But yes, it was already sleeping very late. He had to adapt to his new home, so he could not immediately fall asleep.

"Hmmm... What the hell. I am still very sleepy" said Atika with eyes still closed. It was Prasetyo who tried to wake him up.

"Tika, wakeup. Said you wanted to enroll Firman into his new school. We need to find the nearest school from here. Looking for his gear too. And all that requires time." Prasetyo said at length to Atika who was still soundly asleep. Atika immediately woke up when she heard what Prasetyo said.

"What time is it now? " Tanya Atika who still hasn't collected all her life.

"Hour half 9" Prasetyo replied.

"What's? " Atika immediately opened her eyes wide. Immediately his life was gathered heard Prasetyo say 9 and a half hours.

"Why didn't you wake up from that? " Atika sulks. Currently replace Prasetyo who rounded his eyes because he was surprised by what Atika said, his serial wife was.

"Atika, I've built you many times. But you just squirm after that sleep again.

"Tiyo is very late if we want to find a school for the Word" Atika said tightly.

"Thank you beautiful Tika. So I'm not getting angry. Who's wrong who's wrong" Prasetyo could only shake his head at Atika's behavior.

"It's been... Get up and keep getting ready. Mumpung still have time" Prasetyo left Atika who is still languid on the bed.