Mohabbat
Different Situations

"Find out who that girl is! Where did the origin come from? What was his family life like? I must have reason to reject her other than just being blind," the Goddess said to someone sitting in her living room chair.

The line on the woman's face looked tense and hard, her eyes gleaming with anger. Occasionally clenched his hands tightly as he recalled the blind girl his son had brought.

"Obviously he's blind, what else? What more reason do you need to reject him?" ask the man in a calm manner.

The goddess turned away from the window, looking up at her figure who was sipping a cigarette in the hand.

"If the reason is just blind, Dareen has opposed it. He even threatened me to leave this house if I refused. I need strong support to defend my decision. So, I hope tonight you'll be able to get what I want. Go and visit their homes, keep an eye out and get as detailed information as possible about them."

The goddess turned around after giving a follow-up order, shortly reappearing with a brown-colored object in hand. He threw the object on the table, thick enough to make the man in the chair grin wide.

"Whoa! I like this. You'll get what you want," he said glancing at the Goddess with both beads shining.

The envelopes were dropped, peered on, and kissed with happiness. He moved while laughing out loud. The goddess folded both hands on her stomach, grunting angrily staring at the thug's male back.

"We'll see if your love is as strong as your willpower. Dareen, you can't oppose Mom, son. You have to obey everything I've planned for your life. Married to Aleena, the girl was even willing to give up her entire fortune to be able to marry you," muttered the Goddess with a sly smile.

Remembering her husband who was on the way home, Dewi turned around and prepared everything to welcome the husband. Dress pretty to keep attractive in the eyes of men who have been for thirty years wading the household ark.

"I'll talk to him about the blind girl later. I didn't want Dareen to tell him about it first. Oh, my husband, you have to support me. Don't you love me?" he said while staring at the mirror that reflected an image of himself.

She still looks beautiful despite the wrinkles seen on some parts of the face. Always look perfect as a woman especially in front of the husband.

****

While on the road, Bardy promises Dareen to keep their meeting a secret. Pretend not to know about the blind girl until the time comes.

"Sir, is letting the young master be with the blind girl not going to cause trouble? Don't you feel anxious that your family's reputation is going down?" ask the driver after their meeting.

Bardy, who was reading the news in the newspaper she found in the car, smiled without taking her eyes off the line of letters she had on her lap.

"I don't really care about it, all I think about is my son and his happiness. He looked happy, great love also emanated clearly in both of his eyes. I don't want my son to lose it all. You don't need to worry, after all, someone with a deficiency must bring advantages that ordinary people do not have," said Bardy full of confidence.

He sighed, glancing at the driver whose age was not much different.

"You have a daughter, don't you? How do you feel as a father when someone rejects the lack of your daughter? Aren't we all just ordinary people who have flaws? Me, you, him and everyone, were not born perfect without shame. So, why bother with his blind condition? I'm sure, he didn't want it that way either," he said wisely.

He patted the shoulder of the man beside him, a smile on his wrinkled lips, what more did he want in that old age? In addition to the happiness of his sons. The driver was stunned to hear a suggestion from the employer.

"How's your daughter doing? Is he better?" bardy asked, remembering the driver's daughter who had been sick a few days ago.

"It's better, sir. Now that he's home, thank you for your concern, Master," he replied as he nodded at the master.

Bardy simply smiled, giving a warm look at the man who had worked on her for all those years.

****

At Daisha's place, the car that drove them arrived when the sun drowned in her contest. Alfin's skill is indeed no doubt, plus he knows the shortcut without having to get involved in traffic.

"Thank you so much for delivering, brother. Stop by for a while, you must be tired" Daisha said after getting out of the car.

Meanwhile, Laila opened the door and turned on all the lights. The state of their shop was still exactly the same as when it was abandoned. Nothing is lacking or moving.

"Actually I want to, but I have to get back quickly to talk about my wedding plans with Dad. Don't keep that phone away from you, and never ignore my calls. Do you understand? I will miss you so much." Dareen hugged Daisha tightly.

Not to mention parting, longing has been present occupying the throne of taste. It felt heavy to leave the two of them in the village.

"Wait for me, Daisha. I'll come with my mom and dad to propose. I love you, I love you so much" Dareen pleaded with emotion.

Daisha nodded, deep down she loved Dareen. It's just that, which still stuck in the girl's mind the attitude of the Goddess who rejected her presence. Will Dareen survive in her love convictions? Or move the direction according to the wishes of the mother?

However, all of that was put aside for a while. Right now, his feelings are overflowing. Being in the arms of the lover, a careless heart no longer feels restless.

Dareen took off the hug, pecked at the lover's forehead with all the feeling in his heart. Alfin stared hard, throughout his career as Dareen's assistant, not once did he see his master love a woman like he loves Daisha today.

The two separated for an indefinite time. The flat object that Dareen gave was tightly grasped by Daisha. He won't keep that thing away from him.

"Sister, I'm sorry, but why do I feel weird about her father's attitude, brother Dareen, huh? He has always been watching Brother since sitting with us, is that natural?" laila said after they were inside the house.

Sitting on the sofa stretches the stiffened muscles of the body.

"So, maybe he just saw a blind girl like Big Brother, right? We don't know what's on other people's minds. The attitude he showed, not necessarily according to what he thought. So, keep thinking good so that our hearts are calm." Daisha smiled, rubbing the head of the younger brother on her shoulders.

In the heart Daisha also felt anxious to hear Laila's words. Only, for now he did not want to rush to judge the old man.