Love Two Boundaries
53. Dira Has a Mama

Four Years Later.

Without feeling four years have passed. During that time Hafiz also lived in the shadow of regret. Torture and cruel acts on Ais have not been able to eliminate. When he realized, even in his sleep Ais always haunts.

The body that used to be well groomed and always looks stylish, turned into a full-blown adult male. Not to mention the black circles under the eyes, adding to the rampant old impression.

Every time he closed his eyes, he was struck with an overwhelming fear. Afraid of the terrifying dreams about Ais, which made her wake up in a terrible state. The body shakes, with breath. Not infrequently weeping full of pain.

Therefore, instead of sleeping, Hafiz prefers to stay up late accompanied by a puff of nicotine smoke until dawn comes to say hello. Lately, that activity is always done repeatedly in these four years.

He also prefers to be a workaholic. No wonder after his business almost went out of business, now back to rise to become the largest Law Firm in Malaysia. Hafiz named his business Corporation 3A Law Firm. I don't know what 3A means, only Hafiz knows.

Many big cases are won. So it is no wonder that many entrepreneurs entrust their legal matters to the Celebration 3A Law Firm.

As of today, Hafiz and team are conducting a meeting to discuss one case related to the business license of foreigners in Malaysia.

"Is the company's data complete?" Hafiz asked the completeness of the data of companies that use their services on one of the teams.The gaze was serious without a smile on his face. Four years ago, Hafiz lost her smile. It is said that he never smiled at all. It was no wonder that anyone who faced him put on a serious face full of tension.

"Already sir, the name of the company .................."

"Ok, Ahmad, you're handling the case"

Pinta Hafiz to Ahmad, his subordinate and close friend.

"Ready boss!" Ahmad answered briefly with confidence.

Derrrr........

Hape Hafiz who was lying on his desk shook to be lifted.

"Hello"

(..................)

"It's my own"

(....................)

"Okay, I'll be there soon"

Tut........

Connection interrupted. Hafiz returned to bag his flat object.

"We have had enough of this, success for all of us"

"Success" Simultaneous answers from the team.

After they disperse to their respective tasks, there are direct work shirts, there are those who meet clients. So did Hafiz, he immediately went to Dira's school, because as usual, if it had gone berserk, no one could secure it.

After the accident, Dira suffered a tantrum. If crying or raging cannot be calmed except by a Hafiz.

Hafiz drove the car to Dira's school, once there Hafiz was greeted by Dira's homeroom teacher, who happened to know Hafiz, who was no other friend during High School.

"Where is he ?" anxious face clearly drawn, he was afraid if Dira back to hurt himself.

"There's a teacher's room"

The man in black, with matching color cloth pants put on wide steps, his gaze flat, anyone who passed by him put on a squeaky face. It seemed as if his expression had turned off the opponent. No wonder every time he was in the courtroom, the opponent was made to bend the knee. Not to mention the array of words that could trap the opponents, so that they could easily be defeated.

"Dira?" Call her to the girl in white navi uniform who was hugging her knees with her face slipping between her knees. He sat in the corner of the room, his condition was very alarming. His eyes were reddened, as well as the nose that was still releasing fluid. On the back of his hand were a few bite marks. The white veil on the head is no longer shaped.

Dira immediately turned his head, his shadow sharpened at the sound he knew, there in the room.

With deep agony, Hafiz walked closer towards Dira. Bending his knees and stretching out both hands, as if speaking, "here papa hugs".

Slowly Dira shifted, after which he collapsed in the arms of Hafiz. His cry sobbed, sounding bitter slashing heart.

There was a clear liquid, in the corner of Hafiz's eye. Really, at this time his heart ached every time he found Dira in a terrible condition. Already various ways he did for the healing of Dira, but in fact to this day Dira remains the same. He was even ridiculed by a classmate. Suddenly hysterical for no apparent reason.

This is the third school Dira, before he had attended another school. But because of the attitude of Dira's friends who always bully, by staying away from Dira and mocking crazy, Hafiz finally moved his school.

"Some say, Dira doesn't have a mother" he said with tears.

Degs.....

Hafiz's heart felt slashed again, pain. After her divorce from Sofia, Dira never met her real mother. Sofia chose to settle in LA and marry the man who had impregnated her.

"Dira no have a mother, right at home we often see a photo of mama" Hafiz soft voice flowed gently in the wind to the shade.

Not the photo of Sofia that Hafiz showed to Dira, but the photo of Ais. The photo was taken from Ais's hape memory card, which Hafiz had destroyed while in the apartment.

After learning the truth, Hafiz returned to the apartment, picking up the remaining pieces of hape, including the memory. After that put into another phone, and it turns out many photos of Ais there. Both himself during High School in Indonesia, selfy with little Dira, also photos at their wedding. That's the only thing left of ice. Because all the goods belonging to Ais in the next room, have been exhausted, Hafiz left in the trash. Because at that time he felt that Ais was a disgusting woman, a suitable place was a trash can.

"If Dira does have a mother, why don't you stay with us, like other friends?"

This is the question Hafiz always avoids, because Dira certainly gives a lot of questions about Ais. Like at the moment. Makes Hafiz think hard to give an answer that Dira can accept.

"Papa told you, if mama's working abroad again"

"Is that busy mama, just seeing Dira mama can't?"

The crying sounded bitter. The cry of hope was disappointed. Why adults can't understand what children want.

"His working time is far away, it takes a lot of money to be able to meet Dira"

Hafiz had run out of sense, so the answer sounded mindless.

"Father have a lot of money, why don't we just visit mama"

Dira's clever answer, like a checkmate to Hafiz, left him at a loss for words.

"Or, papa just send the money to mama, like papa send money to opah"

Deg......

Again, Dira's words made Hafiz even more choked, unable to make a sound.

Hafiz's elusan stopped, Dira who was held was no longer Dira who was four years ago, which could easily be touched. The self he embraced was the critical Dira, able to distinguish which word was right and which word was wrong.

The ends of Hafiz again make an excuse, so that Dira stops her crying.

"Now papa more work, later when papa's work is done, we go to pick up mama"

Dira was silent, Hafiz embrace. He looked at the eyes of the man who had always accompanied him. Looking for lies there, but it turns out he can also see there is sadness in the eyes of the father. Making him nod as an option, not wanting loved ones to get hurt for his attitude. Because all this time, he often caught Hafiz crying while hugging photos of Ais.

"We're going home, right?"

Hafiz, who knows that Dira is already in a calm condition, prefers to take her home instead of continuing her lessons.

People of different ages go home with each other, channeling love expels emptiness.

Seriate.........