Marrying for Threats
episode 173
Flashbacks
Zira's days were spent alone with her grandmother. The woman who loved him so much, his face was full of wrinkles and his hair was bleached but the woman's affection was never timid at eating age. His grandmother had been lying in bed because of his old illness.
" Zira." Said the grandmother while holding her grandson's hand.
" Grandma is old, grandma's age is not long here." Said the grandmother while stroking her grandson's hair.
" Grandma don't say that, I want grandma to be around me forever." Zira said without feeling any tears coming out from the end of her eyes.
" Zira, if grandma is no go to town, sell this hut house as capital for you there." Said the grandmother.
" No grandma I'm not going to sell this house."
" Zira if you stay here, you won't be anything in this village. You're a smart kid just like your father. Spread your talent there, Grandma is sure you will become a successful person and marry the man who loves you." Zira nodded her head.
" Find your grandparents in town A, apologize grandma and grandpa." Zira never asked that again, before his father had told me that the pendant he wore was a gift from his northern eye. And that's a key. He did not ask his father about the meaning of the key spoken by his parents.
A few months after that conversation. The person he loved died. He felt his way of life was unfair. All his loved ones had gone to the creator. There is a sense of being hit and down in the face of such a severe ordeal. But for the sake of his survival he rose again, he fought as hard as a rock even though the storm blocked him still standing.
Zira sold his grandmother's house, the money was used for travel expenses to the city of A and the rest for business capital there.
Traveling to City A takes a long time. Zira arrived in town A in the morning. Activities at the terminal are never empty of many passengers who get off the bus or who are about to leave for their destination.
He tried to find a job near the terminal, but no one accepted him. Because there is no place to stay he sleeps in front of the shophouses like the other scavengers. In the morning, he moved to another place looking for a job. But because of his squishy face and a slightly slovenly body made it difficult to get a job.
Money from the sale of his grandmother's house was used to fill his stomach. He spends a lot of time in the market. One day he was bullied by a market thug. They took her clothes bag, and threw it on the street. Many people who see but do not dare to act they prefer to find a safe way, because they do not want to get involved with the thugs.
The market thug unpacked the contents of his bag.
" Where do you keep your money." Said the thug with the face of the sangar.
Zira doesn't keep her money in a bag, she keeps it on the roll of her shirt. He thinks it's the safest place for a copet.
Zira stared intently at the face of the thug who unpacked her bag.
" Let me get your eyes out!" Said the head thug while hitting Zira on the head and pushing her to the ground on the street. At the time of the incident there were two women who were concerned about the incident, they were the mother of Novi and Novi. Novi helps Zira who falls on the road. But once Novi helped her to stand up her back was kicked from behind.
A bag! Novi's back was kicked, he grimaced with devotion. Novi's mother screamed hysterically for help from anyone at the market but no one helped her.
" Please sir, don't hurt my son have mercy on us." Mother Novi said as she put her hands together pleading.
The thug wants to slap Novi's mother
Bag. The thug gets a kick from Zira. That thug whose big body fell.
Zira was in the middle of the thugs. The thugs numbered 5. One of the thugs was already about to move forward but Zira's right leg had already hit the thug. He beat the thug to the ground. The chief thug was already sitting on the ground begging him for mercy. Zira had already clenched her hand and would hit the thug in the face again.
" I'm sorry I won't make trouble here anymore." Said the thug with a puffy, blue face here and there. Zira releases the thug with a movement of her head. All the flabbergasted runaway thugs they've been humiliated. Market visitors who were pretentious did not immediately clap boisterously seeing Zira can beat the thugs who had troubled the surrounding residents.
He helped Novi to stand up. Then he picked up his clothes that had fallen apart on the street.
" I'm Novi." Novi said while helping Zira pick up her clothes.
Zira has since lived at the home of her parents Novi. Ibu Novi is a single mother. Her husband died a long time ago, the job of Novi's mother was a tailor near the market. Novi trades small on the market. Zira petrified his mother Novi as a tailor. He learned a lot from his mother Novi about the various types of stitching models. He already has the talent of his late mother and now his knowledge is increasing again.
One day on the market, Zira just came to the market together with Novi. They chatted a lot on the street until someone snatched the locket. She screamed hysterically but no one helped her. He ran after the snatcher but the snatcher's pace was wide enough so it was a bit difficult for Zira to follow in his footsteps. Someone sitting in the car noticed the incident. The woman in the car had estimated that the snatcher would pass from the side of the car. And right when the mugging was about to pass, the woman in the car opened the door. The snatcher firmly hit the side of the car door.
An old woman got out of the car gracefully. The woman took something from the snatcher's hand. Zira's been running after the snatcher. He was not far from the car.
" Thank you, Madam." Zira said while raving. Zira extended her hand.
The woman handed the liotin to Zirabt but then the woman took it again and looked at the details of the locket.
" Where did you get this?" Said the old woman.
" It was my parents' gift." Zira mentions his father Azlan Zaydan Amrin by name.
" What's your mother's name?" Zira mentions her mother's name along with her grandparents' names. The woman was screaming hysterically.
" You are my grandson." Said the woman while hugging Zira.
The woman took Zira to her house. Zira had asked permission from his mother Novi and son. In the car Zira sat in the back seat with the woman. The driver launched his car into a luxury home. The car arrived in front of the luxury house.
" I'm sorry, whose house is this?" ask Zira wonder.
" This is the house of eyang uti and eyang kung and the house of your father." Say the Woman.
Zira was taken around the mansion and brought into a room. Room with masculine feel. He saw on the wall of the room there were many photos lined up on the wall and all were photos of his father.
" How is my father's picture here." Zira said astonished.
The woman showed me all the photos in the photo album. From small photos to adult photos.
" Tell me how your father is doing." The woman said enthusiastically.
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