Love on the verge of suffering

Love on the verge of suffering
CDD #Epsycho 141


"Dok, what does Ifa have to do so that Ifa can get justice? Ifa is afraid that later take the wrong step, and the fate of Ifa is the same as Mother. Just end up in vain with death, and they'll be clean again?" lirih Zifa with a lowered gaze and her tears since then had already dripped out of her mind how many tears Zifa had produced today.


Ghava, who is currently sitting next to Zifa, was heartbroken when he heard the screams of his wife's heart. His mind that had imagined the crime of his mother was shocked by Zifa's question. Ghava's hand clasped Zifa's hand until the woman gasped in shock. Their eyes meet. It was as if giving each other strength and expressing sadness.


"You're not alone, there's me who will step you along at any moment" said Ghava with eyes locked. It's not just Zifa that's glazed over. The man who is legally her husband also has teary eyes. Imagine Zifa herself adrift in search of justice for her brother and mother. Ghava could not have imagined that his birth mother was the most evil person.


Zifa did not answer what Ghava said, instead impressed disbelief with Ghava's remarks. His gaze looked at Alwi who was currently also feeling immense sadness. "Go Fa, I believe Ghava can protect you. Zara and her children will be safe here. I won't let anyone touch them unless I hurt them. They are safe with me" said Alwi, confidently.


As hard as they held back tears, it still felt like her chest was tight. Which child will be silent gets injustice to his mother. Moreover, they all viciously asked his mother to drink, which was definitely a poison that damaged his mother's organs. Then they say it's poison


Zifa wiped away the tears that had soaked her cheeks. His lips were forced to curl up to form a lump of smile, despite his extreme heartache.


"Ifa promises to come again to this house to gather with Brother and King fiber Queen and we will together come to mother's tomb, to say that the person who killed the mother has already obtained her punishment," zifa said with a trembling and heavy voice.


"I know you can make this dream come true. I will be a witness for that day, which is coming soon," replied Alwi, his gaze sharp and met each other with Zifa's gaze as if he was giving energy to Zifa.


After Zifa's feelings were calm she said goodbye to Alwi and they would really part ways until when? Zifa herself did not know. Maybe it will be fast all this he went through or even Zifa stuck in a game of time is quite tiring.


"Dok, Ifa nitip King and Queen and Brother Zara well. I'm really sorry that Zifa who is a nobody Doctor actually troublesome Doctor. Ifa promises to come again to this house to pick up Brother and King and Queen, Ifa will live happily with them, without anyone being able to intrude again," zifa said before they actually left.


Alwi pulled the body of Zifa which he had not, his own sister. "You never worry, I won't let anyone hurt them. They'll be safe with you here. You take good care of yourself and promise that you will come here healthy and safe," replied Alwi with his hands continue to rub Zifa's hair, long enough Zifa dissolved in Alwi's comfortable embrace.


This time it was Ghava who said goodbye to Alwi. "Va, I nitip Zifa well, promise me you'll really take care of Zifa. He has no one to protect him but you. I believe in you that you will definitely protect him. Help seek justice for Zifa even if the culprit is your own biological mother I hope you will still side with the injured even though I know your position is also very difficult." Alwi pulled Ghava's body and patted his back firmly.


"I promise, even if it can be exchanged for this life. I'll do it" said Ghava in a heavy voice. Alwi could hear and know that Ghava was sad and understood how heavy he was in the position of Zifa.


Cars leaving Alwi's house stopped. Ghava's hand grasping Zifa's hand this time, Zifa was silent, with a look that looked down at his hand held by Ghava.


"I apologize, apologize for everything that happened to your family for all my family's mistakes. It's inappropriate for me to actually apologize for all this. But from the depths of my heart and representing my family my mother and brother I apologize. Although I know you will not forgive him, but trust me I will make amends for all their mistakes. Do not be afraid that you will have me who will always hold your hand to seek this justice" said Ghava.


Zifa, however, was silent and did not answer a word of Ghava's words. Pardon you? Zifa from the beginning never forgave them, and Ghava represented them apologizing despite the many times Zifa had promised never to forgive. And let them bear for all that happened to the family of Zifa.


Ghava, who knew that Zifa did not want to forgive her family, let go of her hand. "I know you won't forgive my family, but I will prove to you that I will continue to make you believe that justice exists. I promise you, that you'll get it." Ghava resumed his car, and Zifa did not want to reply to Ghava for a word.


Even the Bandung-Jakarta journey taken approximately three hours drive not the slightest Zifa issued words, her lips locked perfectly. Ghava had several times to communicate with him. But Zifa still remained with her mouth locked.


"We will stay here, this is my house and you will be safe here" Ghava said, although he knew Zifa would not be easy to forgive, but Ghava continued to be kind and warm to Zifa.


Ghava's tightly guarded two-story house chose to be their home later. The man did not want Zifa to be uncomfortable living with him.


A luxurious house with all modern facilities and some household assistants Ghava hired to help Zifa take care of her needs and also accompany her so as not to get bored.


Zifa stared at the entire mansion. Nothing is lacking. It was the dream home of all wives, but again Zifa could not feel happy. Zifa seemed to be in a terrible place. Not because of Ghava, but because of Ghava's own family.


Ghava stared at the silent Zifa, confused.


"Why are you?" ghava asked with a gentle clap on Zifa's shoulder. So Zifa flinched from her daydream.


"I want us to separate rooms."