Grasping
Part 42's

Several times called Niar's mobile number, but never got an answer. Yusha finally tells Kelvin to track down the number.

After getting the notification, the man with his hardened face immediately drove the car to the public hospital, where Sumiati was treated.

In the ward of Melati.

Yusha opened the door, just then Niar immediately turned his head and turned to the dashing man standing before the door. A little surprised indeed, knowing Yusha had suddenly come. But Niar's shock turns a dead red as Yusha gets closer to him.

"Niar," call Yusha slowly.

"We just talk outside, sir," concluded Niar and took the man away from Sumiati's side. It was feared that the mother would be disturbed by their debate, it would send some protests to the man.

Niar sat in the waiting chair, followed by Yusha sitting next to him. "Why is Mister here? Did you also join my brother's arrest?" Niar is sarcastic. It was in both of his eyes. But implied emotion restrained, there.

"No! I'm from headquarter heading here to catch up with you." Unlike the Yusha bead that holds worries mixed with pity.

Niar lowered his head, hiding a puddle of tears that had coagulated and was ready to wet his cheeks.

Seeing the woman looking down, Yusha was filled. He wanted Niar's smile, not his cry.

"Niar ...," call Yusha in a choked voice.

The woman used the dark brown pasmina to look down, and used both hands to cover her face. The tears turned into a stifled sobbing.

Yusha raised his hand to touch the trembling shoulder, but his movement was only hanging in the air. He was afraid to make his woman even more angry.

But the prejudice is wrong. Niar actually dropped his head on the chest of his field. He gasped, but was happy to embrace the woman immediately.

"Lord, tell me, is this all my fault? Am I the cause of such a mother? Is this my fault? I should how?" fred Niar with a vibrating voice. The sobs were getting bitterly pierced in Yusha's ears.

"No! It's not your fault, it's not my fault. All their own mistakes!" balas Yusha held back furious.

"What should I do, sir? Mom hates me more and more. I'm the cause of Mom's stroke and temporary paralysis. I feel guilty, now."

"Your mother had a stroke?" reset Yusha.

Niar nodded weakly in the man's embrace, in response.

Hearing that did not make Yusha regret, even keeping his own satisfaction in his heart. Consider all the events experienced by Sumiati and Nesva as a reward for their own actions.

Maybe God delivered himself as a helper and revenge for injustice, grief, tears, pain experienced by Niar so far.

Niar was too weak, too reliant on conscience, without daring to spectate in front of them. For that, in the future no matter what happens, he has promised himself to protect and make Niar strong. In front of Mother, Brother, and in front of everyone.

"There I am, you take it easy, everything's gonna be fine. I'll take care of everything" Yusha added in a reassuring tone.

"Are you going to drop the charges against Sister Nesva?" Niar immediately looked up.

"Not so, Niar! Nesva remained in custody for one year ...." Yusha's voice was cut off by Niar's words.

"That long?!" niar was very surprised.

"That includes light, for corruption cases should be in brackets for 4 years. But I appealed and there was a deal for a year."

Soon Niar may move away from Yusha, taking off the hug with a reflex move. Between surprise and shame has embraced Yusha first. Then, he did not accept Yusha's decision to imprison Nesva for one year. Poor, of course. Why didn't the man just drop his charges. He thought, if punishing them should not go this way. Niar is convinced, Nesva can definitely change.

"Sir, why not just drop the charges?" Niar asked with wailing eyes, hoping that the man could change his decision.

"No Niar! Whatever happens, it will not retract my demands" Yusha said.

Niar bellowed and let out a rough breath, slightly annoyed with stubborn Yusha. Unconsciously, he was even more stubborn.

"Son, Yusha," said Mr. Bejo who suddenly came from the opposite passageway.

"Sir," Yusha replied.

"Mr is back? What's Nesva's sister, she's good, isn't she, sir?" demands questions from Niar.

"Niar, let your father sit down first" Yusha said.

"Sir Yusha, you want to ask. Is it true that you sued Nesva and she was sentenced to one year in prison?"

"Right, sir," Yusha replied without feeling guilty and without hesitation.

"Nesva told me, Father, that you would withdraw the charges. He's willing to work in Nak Yusha's office, without a paycheck from where he can get out of jail."

"No, Sir. I'm sorry I couldn't drop that claim. All have been agreed upon by the law." Yusha stopped for a moment, "and there is another reason, why I have the heart to imprison the Son of the Father, I hope that with this incident Nesva can change, not behave at will. Do you not feel, if the attitude of Nesva and Mother who often mendrogan Niar it also did not escape the mistakes of the Father? Father who can not manage them, and seemed to silence the mouth when injustice occurred?!"

Checkmate!!!

Mr. Bejo froze, Yusha said like a bomb that blew himself up. The words are indeed true, he is more guilty of injustice experienced by the Bungsu. He also closed his eyes as Sumiati and Nesva continued to berate and do something wrong to Niar.

While Niar raised an angry gaze towards Yusha, why did the man dare to blame his father. For almost 19 years he dared not blame anyone. Only once he was angry and blamed God, why was it so unfair to send him to a family that did not want him.