Mohabbat
Male Disruptors

"Damn! Turns out he's alive. I should have made sure he was really dead. If this is the case, I'll have to figure out a way to keep him from coming back forever."

A man of great stature, walked back and forth in his room. His face looked crumpled, many times his tongue was clucking in annoyance while cursing incessantly.

Stand up, sit down, walk over here he did to get rid of the restlessness. Thinking hard to find a way to get rid of the rival who turned out to be still living freely.

"Wait first! He saw me, but did not react. Has he lost his memory? I can't just make a decision. I better confirm the truth of my guess. Well, I have to go back there again" he murmured with determination.

He grabbed his jacket and put it on. Walking out in haste even ran down the circular staircase in the middle of his house.

"Cakra! Howwasyoursearch? Have you found your sister?" ask a middle-aged woman whose eyes are covered in tears over her youngest child.

The man named Cakra was clearing his heart which was suddenly nervous. He approached slowly, hugging his mother to calm his heart.

"Patience, Mom. I won't give up looking for Dareen's whereabouts either, ma'am. Mother don't worry. Didn't Father also have his men to search?" said berkilah.

The goddess came back crying, remembering her youngest son who had gone missing somewhere. His heart cried every day, thinking of the whereabouts of the son who had been unknown for several months.

Cakra took off the embrace, darting the Goddess' forehead as usual. He was a filial, obedient child, and never argued. Just like Dareen, it's just that the flowers are more closed and not as happy as the brother.

However, all his attention, no doubt by them. Dareen is the most anxious when one family member is sick or stricken with disaster.

The goddess nodded obediently, she let go of Cakra who was said to be looking for her sister.

Meanwhile, at the Daisha flower shop, they had just arrived after dropping off the order. Sitting while fanning themselves by hand, in the shade of a hut that was transformed into a flower shop.

"Drink, sister," said Laila giving Al a cold drink.

"Thank you, yeah."

Laila sat down beside Al, watching Daisha who was cleaning the flowers in front of the tavern.

"Thank you, thanks to Brother's presence, I can see Kak Daisha's smile again. It's been a long time since the accident happened until it was awakened this shop, the charming smile Brother lost," said Laila gratefully.

Al was pensive, he did not know Daisha had a difficult life before this tavern advanced as it is now. Although built simply, Daisha flower hut is always visited by customers.

They said, the flowers in the tavern always looked fresh and fragrant. Not like in any other store. Al sat up straight when a customer came. Rouse suspiction. That's what's on Al's mind right now. He was wearing a leather jacket, with a hat covering part of his face.

"You! Apparently you still have the guts to come here? What exactly is your purpose for coming?" search Daisha when recognizing the scent of the customer's body.

He's the same guy who scolded Laila yesterday.

"Nothing, I just want to meet the men there," he said, pointing to Al who was watching them.

"For what? Do you know him? If not, then you have no business here. Go then! You came to spy on us, not to buy" Daisha said without the slightest fear.

The man frowned when he saw the girl's eyes not staring at him. He shook his hand to confirm his guess.

"It turns out you're blind. If I knew, I wouldn't have spent any time seeing you," he said with a sneer.

Daisha's eyes glanced sideways, though unable to see, but she could hear her every move. Daisha moved quickly to scuttle the impudent steps about to approach.

Al stood up. The girl's wand crossed the road blocking the body of the man who was about to approach them.

"Don't you think you can get past me just because I'm blind" Daisha said, cold and threatening.

"How dare a blind and poor girl like you threaten me! Do you know who I am? I'm the sole heir to the number one company in Jakarta. I could've destroyed your shop," fiercely reversing the threat.

Instead of being afraid, Daisha smiled cynically.

"You think I care? Whoever you are if you come to make trouble, I won't hesitate to teach you a lesson. Go!" daisha said boldly.

The man was dumbstruck, paying careful attention to the face.

"Don't look at me for too long, if you don't want to keep me haunting you!"

The man widened, he turned his eyes to Al. Their gazes clashed for quite a while, the dark bead that Al felt familiar with. Al frowned feeling a pulse in the head, but he held it until the man left and Al groaned.

"Sister!" Laila screeched while holding the body of the man who was slowly falling down.

Daisha turned around while fumbling the air after confirming the departure of the male bully earlier. Crouching near Al, giving him instructions to calm down.

Slowly, Al calmed down, he took a deep breath and exhaled. He did this repeatedly to reduce the pain.

*****

Early in the morning Al had come to the river to pick the flowers of the customer's order. Excitedly she went through every flower ready to be picked. However, suddenly an unexpected figure of his presence, emerged from the direction of the river.

"Who are you?" al asked with his frowning forehead.

"You don't remember me?" ask the guy to look happy not to play.

"I don't know you at all, how can I remember you" Al replied indifferently.

An evil smile was imprinted on the face of the mysterious person, with all of a sudden he dragged Al to the river bank. Intend to drown him until he is freed from the shadow of the man.

"What are you doing? Release!" Al rebelled, but it was free.

Again his head throbbed, the shadow of him being dragged like before flashed. Al screamed in pain, but the man didn't care. He threw Al's body into the river, and approached him.

"Aragh!"

Al screamed, but he had not done anything. But the stranger drowned him in the river. Al muttered, trying to fight back by pushing the water using his feet. The man did not give up, continuing to make Al drown again and again.

"Help me! Help me!" al shouted when he got the chance. He held onto his head that the man was holding, the pain grew more intense.

"Sister!" The sound of the two girls coming made him panic.

He ran immediately and hid inside the bush. Daisha and Laila come to the river, shocked to hear Al's cry.

"Sister, Brother Al is drowning."

"Can you swim?"

"No!"

"Wait here!"

Al's body weakened in the river, floating and carried away by the current. Lucky, not installed.

Daisha leaps into the river, using her sense of hearing as best she can to search for Al's whereabouts. Despite the difficulties Daisha was able to find the man's body and bring him ashore. Honey, Al's unconscious.

"Damn! You dick!" a man who hides behind a bush.

"Find help, we have to take her to the hospital" Daisha told Laila.

*****

Thanks to the help of some residents, Al was eventually taken to the hospital. He lay unconscious in a small room.

"Sister, Brother Al!" Laila screeched, Daisha who was sitting next to her groped Al's bed.

"Ughh! Where am I? My head?" al rintih.

"Sister! You okay?" ask Daisha immediately.

"You ... who? Why am I here?" Al moved, his head still hurt due to the memory that burst.

The two girls looked at each other in confusion.

"I .. I remember everything now. I remember everything" said Al happily.

Daisha and Laila smiled, but also felt anxious.