
"Please start my brother is ready" Sarah told reporters.
"Sarah ...." Ustadz Alzam wanted to protest, but his remarks were immediately cut by Sarah. "Sister Alzam does not want to escape this slander and let the slander circulate in the community just like that? Well, let's just say Mr. Alzam really likes Mentari."
"Gram!" Ozam's ustadz voice began to rise.
"Yes confirmed there through journalists so that everyone knows that it is just slander and the video circulating in the community is not true at all. As long as you know Sarah did this because dear sister. Sarah doesn't want the news to get around without a refutation and it's going to further defame Kak Alzam."
"All right," said Ustadz Alzam pasrah.
Sarah called the reporters with her hands to come closer. "Please start," he said again.
"Good."
They get ready and get closer. Afterwards did a confirmation video featuring Ozam ustadz who was very opposed and did not justify the news circulating in the community. Ustadz Alzam tells the truth that happened between Mentari and himself at that time. Unfortunately, Ozam has no evidence that can be brought to the public surface to convince everyone.
"I don't have any proof yet, but I'm sure one day it will be clear who is wrong and who is right."
"According to ustadz who the hell has spread this video to become the current topic of tranding? " ask a journalist.
"God willing I know the culprit, but I'm sorry I won't mention it before I have proof of his fear of running into slander as well. It's not good to be slandered against slander?"
"Yes ustadz right, there is a conflict that will be longer if you accuse each other. Yes, yes, I have confirmed it hopefully quickly resolved this problem. The truth let being right and wrong remain wrong" one of the reporters closed the conversation.
"Thank you for your prayers."
"Together." The camera was also turned off.
The citizens immediately left. Sarah and Ustadz Alzam went back to their mother's room.
"Hopefully can muffle the news circulating it, Brother," said Sarah hopeful.
"Sir, thank you Sarah for everything."
"Yes Kak together. Uh but who is it you're about to spread the news?" ask Sarah to wonder. "It seems like my brother suspects someone."
"Who said?" Ustadz Alzam is still rebuffing.
"So the reporters said so," Sarah said.
"My prediction is not necessarily true."
"What is the honey of Mentari?" ask Sarah to wonder.
"No" replied Ustadz Alzam.
"Surely so?" ask Sarah again.
"Kepo nih son," said ustadz Alzam.
"Yes it was kepo. Having a sister is not open at all, but if Sarah is told to be honest and talk openly." The girl looked pouted.
"Don't frown so ah pantesan no man who ngelamar most dare not near to you. Afraid of being eaten!" Ustadz Alzam speaking near Sarah's ear made the girl scratch her ear. "Whispering, what is the behavior of ustadz like that," protested Sarah.
"I'm not Sarah's ustadz, only if I'm told to fill out a lecture somewhere I can afford. Is it not wrong to share knowledge?"
"It's not wrong just ...." Sarah ran away from her sister.
"What's Sarah?" Ustadz Alzam chased Sarah into her mother's room.
"You know what the hell, like a little boy playing a chase," protested the mother who had been seen sitting on the edge of the bed with Finda.
Ustadz Alzam sat next to his mother while Sarah sat beside him.
"Sometimes Sarah's libations are arranged so it can't be gini" Sarah lamented as she looked at the face of Ozam's ustadz with a frown.
"Try a smile so as to reward it from an indistinct frown."
Finda chuckled at the words of ustadz Alzam who instantly made Sarah smile, but it looked like a forced smile.
"I'm sorry, but it's all for your own good. As an ordinary human being I'm a lot wrong Sarah so you can reprimand brother if brother is wrong."
"No sister, Sarah's just kidding."
Ustadz Alzam nodded. They both got up and hugged their mother.
"How's your father doing?" ask the mother.
"Well Mom, Sarah went there to ask for help from my father and these reporters the father called. Later if this doesn't work, Sarah will ask for her help again."
"Don't Sarah, don't ever trouble me. Ever since mom and dad split up and sister refused to stay with him sister promised him she would never ask him for help in any case."
"Have it done for this don't argue."
"Alzam do you still hate your father?" ask the mother.
Ustadz Alzam. "I never hated anyone just did not want him to consider Alzam not independent and could not make a mother happy despite the fact that it was so. I cannot please my mother. Forgive Alzam for ma'am." Ustadz Alzam was at the feet of his mother.
"Wake up Nak you don't have to do this. I'm happy to live with you." The mother stroked her son's hair.
"I also want you to be caressed like that." Sarah immediately removed her headscarf and also sat at the mother's feet.
The mother stroked the hair of her two children while shedding tears. He rarely met Sarah as a child because the girl was taken by his father and rarely met.
Back to Mentari.
After leaving the Star he stood dumbstruck while thinking about the events in the video earlier. When and where the incident took place.
Mentari then walked along the highway along the road on foot while contemplating the incident earlier. The incident that really made him feel half-dead shock.
Mentari suddenly remembered the first time he saw the face of Ustadz Alzam. Yes, a man she met in Sarah's room when she started to wake up from fainting. Mentari began to remember the clothes the man was wearing as well as himself.
"That's right it was a video that night. Means the one who helped me and brought my body into Sarah's room is ustadz Alzam himself not Sarah." Mumbling himself was later corroborated by his memory of Sarah saying it was ustadz Alzam who helped her the other day.
"I have to explain everything to Mas Bintang that he misunderstood."
Looking back and forth, there may be taxis or other public vehicles passing by. However, the streets seem empty.
"Tumben is quiet like this?" Mentari continued to walk down the quiet street while reaching for his phone to call the online motorcycle taxi. But he kept his steps. His chaotic mind could not think clearly.
Moments later when his foot had long stepped he realized something. "Don't the motorcycle driver wait for me in front of Sarah's shop." He scratched his head realizing his own stupidity.
Mentari immediately grabbed
his phone to confirm his place now.
Just checked it turns out that there have been many missed calls from the same number.
"Geez pity him." Calling back, but hearing someone call her.
"Well, who ordered an ojek under the name Mentari?" ask the driver online.
"Do you know I'm here?" ask Mentari wonder.
"I tracked it down through Ma'am's phone number" the driver explained.
"Oh, okay sorry to be such a hassle. Earlier when calling Mas was not concentrating so continued to walk unconsciously."
"It's okay, Ma'am. Surely his mother has a problem yes," guess the ojek driver.
The mentari just nodded.
"Oh, hopefully it will be resolved soon, Ma'am."
"Amin, thank you, sir."
"Sama-sama Mbak and this is his helmet." the man thrust the helmet into the hand of Mentari. Mentari put on the helmet and immediately piggybacked on the back.
"It's Mas" said Mentari after sitting perfectly on a bicycle.
"Yes Ma'am. Uh Ma'am can't I stop for a while at a depot later to buy food ordered by my wife. He just so happens to be cravings."
"May me."
"Thank you Ma'am. Mbak calm depotnya is not far away kok still along the line with the goal Mbak. Put it there before Mommy's apartment."
"Yes, it's okay."
"Sip," said the man then gas. Before they get to the apartment they stop at a depot to buy food.
"Will you order some food too?" asked the man because he saw Mentari also walking after him.
However, Mentari did not answer because his eyes focused on the television screen at the depot that led to the highway.
"Isn't he Ozam's ustadz?" The mentor widened his eyes while continuing to walk closer towards the television.
It is clear that Ustadz Alzam was subtly evicted by one because some of those who attended the event spoke sharply to him.
"I'm sorry iftadz all because of me." The mentari really feels guilty. Only because of himself Ozam's ustadz career was instantly destroyed.
Seriate.