Mohabbat
Daisha's Belief

"What's this?"

The voice of the Goddess burst into emotion, taking quick and wide strides to quickly arrive at the scene. The goddess glanced at the grimacing Aleena while holding her flushed hand.

He arrived, his eyes rolling glancing at the three women who were seen being at odds.

"Aleen! Why are you here? Hurry in, all the invited guests have been waiting," said the fierce Goddess.

Aleena gasped, then changed the look of her face to be sad.

"Tante, he hurt me. Look, my hands are red like this. Isn't he so bad?" shoot Aleena while showing her flushed skin.

The Goddess' eyes widened looking at the former clutches of the hand, she tightened her jaw, glancing sharply at the blind girl who looked calm and ordinary.

"You did this?" ask the Goddess in anger.

Aleena smiled, she flicked her lips as her gaze met with Laila. The teenage girl looked annoyed, eager to tear off her face pretending to be pitiful.

"I didn't do anything. He who raised his hand was about to slap me. I was just defending myself. I'm sorry, Madam. No one would want to hurt him if anyone else wanted to. If you don't believe me, you can ask the guards there. They are living witnesses and will still answer when questioned," Daisha replied as she remained calm and unmoved.

Aleena turned her head, just so the blind girl could tell the truth. He shook his head as the Goddess looked at him. The powerful woman sighed, while circulating a gaze looking at the two guards there. The two nodded slowly, hesitating and a little afraid.

Secretly a pair of peeping eyes, smiling happily. It felt like he wanted to laugh off seeing the four women's showdown, but he held it in and wanted to know who would come out victorious.

The goddess looked back at Daisha, eyes like a predator who impatiently tore her victims apart. He raised his chin haughtily, looking down on the two flower-seller women.

"I think I know why Aleena did that to you. I don't think anyone would be happy if a bully appeared in front of him. And you, you must have come to ruin this party, right?" cibir Goddess.

Laila turned her head, not really accepting of the humiliation they had done. Why do the rich always look down on those below? He wants to straighten things out, but Daisha prevents him.

"But, Sister ...."

Daisha smiled as she shook her head, she said confidently, "Trust Big Brother."

Laila throbbed in annoyance, turning a face of contempt.

"I'm sorry, Madam. It seems you forgot and I'm obliged to remind. We didn't come here to mess up, but to ask for the rest of the unpaid payment this morning. Your workers say that you yourself want to meet with us in person and make a repayment. Now, give us our payment so that we can go home immediately and certainly not interfere with your event," Daisha replied with a smile on her lips.

The goddess breathed in an irritated air, her chest rumbling violently. It was unexpected, that blind girl was good at tongue-licking. Intention wanted to drop him into the hole, but he himself was mired in it.

The goddess took out a piece of paper and a pen from her pocket, she wrote something on it that Daisha had asked for, and she was even more inclined to expel the blind girl from Dareen's life.

"This is a check for your flowers, and I'm adding them to you, but I'm asking you to leave my son and let him be happy with his future wife," said Dewi while showing the nominal money he wrote in front of Laila.

The teenage girl was inflamed, growling full of anger. Again his tongue was muffled when he heard the laughter of Daisha. The laughter that made her hair stand up instantly, Laila had never heard of it in her entire life. He gulped, anxiety immediately engulfed his heart.

"Who-sister!" lirihnya. Has Daisha's trauma returned? What if it does? There's no doctor treating Daisha there.

The goddess shuddered in horror, assuming Daisha lost her mind due to Dareen's engagement. However, after the laughter disappeared, changed his firm face and a clear cynical smile.

"I don't accept checks, Madam, after all you don't have to bother adding the excess. Just give us some cash that you have to pay. After that, I will leave as soon as possible and will not interfere with their engagement" Daisha said without looking sad or hurt.

He smiled sweetly, what a puzzling thing for all of them. Including Laila.

"Don't cry, baby. Remove your tears, Brother is fine" Daisha said.

The teenager wiped away her tears, regaining her calm after seeing Daisha's smile. Wondering inwardly, what was Daisha's life like before they met? As hard as what obstacles he had gone through so that he became as strong as he was now.

"Enterrifying. Just take this check, and leave right now!" tell Dewi while clenching the check into the hands of Daisha.

A person peering behind a flowering pillar growled furiously watching the Goddess' treatment of Daisha. Unknowingly his hand squeezed the flower to make it damaged. He didn't care, his heart was heating up at this moment.

Daisha smiled, fumbling at the paper in hand. Then, tear it in half, then four and scatter it into the air. Daisha's unexpected actions make Dewi and Aleena hold their breath because of it. The mouth of both gaping wide, following the eyeball that almost came out.

"I told you, I don't accept checks. Only accept cash according to the amount to be paid. Didn't you hear it, Madam?" said Daisha.

He slightly leaned forward, intimidating the middle-aged woman.

"You ... What are you doing? Why did you tear it?" The goddess clenched both hands in annoyance. I wanted to throw a slap on the blind girl's cheek.

"My love is worth more than the nominal money you write, Madam. The love I have cannot be replaced with money. I'm not in any way in need of your money. At all. Because for me, money can be found easily, but love that has been imprinted in the soul will not easily die. Remember, Madam. No matter how hard you separate us, I'll still be standing on my own feet."

The words that Daisha uttered with confidence, made the person hiding behind the pillar smile. Implied a sense of pride and admiration for the beliefs and beliefs of Daisha. It should be like that, right? Do not show weakness in front of your enemies.

The mouth of the Goddess was increasingly gaping wide, not really expecting the girl to be so bold as to challenge him, even blatantly he punched the war drums in front of the crowd.

The Goddess' fist grew stronger, followed by her jaw which also tightened. Anger is mounting, not willing his self-esteem trampled. The next moment, he smiled. Apparently still had hope of driving away the blind girl.

"good. Let's see who will succeed at the end. As soon as Dareen's memory returns, you who are nobody will be forgotten. There is only suffering you will experience." He reached into his pocket to take the amount of money Daisha wanted.

"Here, take it and go now" he said fiercely.

Daisha smiled as she accepted, she gave the money to Laila to save.

"Is that sure you are, Madam? I think I want to laugh hearing it. Alright. Come, Laila. We're leaving" Daisha said as she turned around to leave.

"It turns out you're here. It's a coincidence."

The voice of a man stopped Daisha's steps.

How's next, huh?