Mohabbat
Hidden Plan

Daisha was sculpted instantly, her body suddenly stiffening as it sensed the presence of Cakra. The murmur he made sounded softly in Laila's ears. The teenage girl turned her head, her forehead wrinkled to see the brother who was suddenly agitated.

"What's up, brother?" Laila rubbed Daisha's back.

Hearing the question from her sister, Daisha looked confused. The folds on the forehead were piled up, dazed over the heart.

"Didn't you recognize that guy over there?" daisha asked half a whisper.

Laila turned her eyes to the two young men hugging each other. Pay attention to the face of Cakra facing towards him. Remembering who the figure who was hugging Dareen was.

"No, I don't know him. He was more mature than Kak Dareen, probably because he was the eldest child in this family," he replied sounding ordinary.

Daisha's heart is gamang made, remembered by a man who had attacked Laila when she left. Are they different men?

"Do you remember the face of the man who attacked you first?" whispered Daisha in the ears of the sister.

"I remember, Sister ... did that big brother mean him?" Laila scowled as she realized where Daisha was going.

"True, is that him?" daisha. His hand squeezed the end of the stick restlessly. Feels moist because of the sweat that continues to pour.

"No, Brother. As I recall the man who used to have fur on his face, unlike his older brother Kak Dareen," he replied confidently as he kept remembering the face of the man who had attacked him.

"Are you sure? Take a look once again, Big Brother feels the same figure as the man who attacked you," Daisha's pinta grew more indecisive.

Laila, according to her, looked deeper into that clean white face. Once again, he did not find a villain who had attacked him.

"No, Brother. Not him, I'm sure. I still vividly remember how the face of the villain who once attacked me." Laila confirmed confidently.

The teenage girl believed in her memory, confident in her vision. Daisha still wanted to talk, but stopped when she heard the sound of approaching steps. Dareen brought Cakra before them to introduce the two.

"Who are they?" Cakra asked after facing.

Dareen walked slowly and stood by Daisha's side, the girl trying to be casual. Suppressing an aura that suddenly came to mind. He believes, Cakra is the same figure who often lurks their flower shop. He also attacked his sister.

"This is Daisha, sister, and that's Laila. They both helped me all along. I just want to introduce them to everyone in this house. Honey, Dad hasn't come back yet" Dareen replied, ending with a sigh.

Cakra smiled, a smile that implied a sign of gratitude for the help of the two. The man reached out and shook hands with Daisha, but received no welcome. Laila immediately grabbed the hand, and grabbed it.

Soft and smooth. It was very different from his rough hands and there were many calluses.

"I'm Laila, nice to meet you, sir," he said politely.

Cakra smiled amiably, his head nodding slowly as if accepting their presence.

"Thank you for helping my sister all this time. Sorry, if he troubles you. You must have been bothered by it, once again I say thank you," Cakra said staring at Laila's soft sparkling bead.

Meanwhile, Daisha is in a state of anxiety. His heart had not calmed down since he felt the presence of Cakra. However, he chose silence, and continued to suppress the increasingly overflowing sense.

Cakra turned his gaze to the figure that continued to face forward. His eyes were empty, like he had no hope of life. He knew the girl was blind, but was reluctant to ask. Just smile thinly, inviting them together.

"Let's get together with the others" he said. In an instant, Cakra became a different figure.

Daisha was unmoved, she felt that she had enough in the mansion and wanted to visit the graves of her parents.

"Mmc ... Laila, what time is it?" ask him quickly. Cakra halted his steps and stared at them with both eyebrows intertwined.

"Two o'clock in the afternoon, brother. What's up?" laila replied after seeing the watch in her hand.

Daisha smiled, it is time for them to come out. He had calculated everything before accepting the offer of the Goddess earlier.

"We'd better get back soon, it's not good to linger in people's homes as guests. It will disturb the inhabitants of this house" Daisha replied calmly.

Dareen was stunned to not accept, he wanted both of them to linger in the house. Staying, that's what he expected. However, in accordance with the agreement, Daisha wanted to be escorted home that very day.

"Why rush? I've even just come and haven't talked to you guys yet" Cakra said sounding sad.

The blind girl smiled, another meaningful smile and Cakra was able to grasp the hidden intent behind that smile.

"We've been here long enough, I'm afraid our presence here is disturbing you. So, we'll leave and go back home" Daisha replied, causing Dareen's heart to ache.

There were heavy and long breaths coming from the direction of Cakra, glimpsing his eyes staring at the blind girl. Feeling Daisha's presence is the biggest threat to her life.

"But, Sha, you haven't even met Dad. Stay here, I hear you'll be back tomorrow. I want you to know you too" Dareen said, holding the girl's hand.

He does not want Daisha to leave, if only he could, Dareen wants to immediately tie the girl to a marriage so that they do not need to separate. However, considering the Goddess who will definitely reject Dareen's heart is not sure can do it easily.

The only thing is to wait for my father. Only the old man never forced his will and freed all the children to choose his way of life. It is very different from the Goddess who all desires must be obeyed.

"It's okay, Brother. Maybe next time we meet. So, can you take us to the funeral? After that, we'll be right back." Daisha was flirting at her decision.

"alright. Come on, let's meet Mom first," he said resignedly.

Daisha nodded and sighed deeply, dealing with the middle-aged woman really made her patience continue to thin out. Especially the young woman with him. The insults he uttered were still ringing in the ears, clear and well preserved.

"Mom, they're both going to leave. I'll take them with Alfin" Dareen said after confronting her mother.

Dewi stood up quickly, he did not want Dareen to go to take the two.

"Why do you have to drive them? Why not just Alfin? You must be tired, baby. Rest at home, there is Alfin who will take them," replied the Goddess objected.

"It's okay, I'll go straight back home after making sure they're home" Dareen replied confidently.

He did not want to linger on it, arguing with his mother would never find a solution. Dareen invites the two girls to leave the house immediately, a plan he has prepared for both.