Mohabbat
Displacement

Until dusk, Daisha and Laila were still in the park. Later tonight with the help of Dareen, they will move the goods from the villa. Enough Dareen and Alfin to know the place, the rest will be a secret to anyone.

"Sister, so I'm gonna stay in a new house? Alone?" ask Laila worriedly.

Daisha smiled, she rubbed Laila's hand against her thigh. Gently grasped it, channeling calmness into the restless heart of the younger brother.

"No need to worry, Big Brother put some workers at home to accompany you. Oya, the flower shop thing in the village, you called the driver yesterday. Have him manage our business, doesn't he come to help?" daisha recalled her small business in the village.

Laila was stunned with a frown on her forehead, as if being pulled from the negligence of forgetting something. While in Jakarta, she did not think about their flower shop.

"I forgot our flower shop, sister. All right, I'll call him soon. Though, there were some orders coming in, but I forgot to pass them on to Brother." Laila dropped her head on Daisha's shoulder.

It was just that the effort they had built from scratch was destroyed due to their own negligence. Daisha rubbed the teenager's cheeks, only Laila had her hopes up for now. There's nothing else.

A white car arrived along with the sun drowned in the contest. Dareen got out and ran quickly to see his wife.

"Dear, I'm sorry. Today's schedule is really tight. We just go right away" said Dareen with a gasp of breath.

Daisha nodded as she moved in with Laila. They leave the park to Daisha's villa to pick up the goods and say goodbye to Mr. Deni and his wife.

"Father knows what to do, doesn't he? As always," Daisha messages before finally leaving the villa.

****

In front of them, a simple house was beautifully displayed. The house is not large, and only one floor. Surrounded by a wall so that outsiders can not see inside.

There are many flower plants as well as some trees in the yard that are quite spacious. A beautiful place exactly like their home when in the village first.

"It's like our house in the village, brother. The difference is, this house is surrounded by a wall fence, while in the village it is not. I like it" said Laila sparkling with pleasure.

Daisha let out a sigh of relief, her uncle knew very well what a simple house his nephew wanted.

"Thank God. Come, in!"

They continued their steps, two people had stood on the terrace welcoming their arrival. Both are a couple, where the wife will work as a domestic assistant and the husband as a gardener. Tidying up the plants also takes care of them.

"Welcome, Mister, Miss. I'm Darsih, and this is my husband. I am responsible for the cleanliness of this house. Please, I have cleaned every room in this house" said the woman as she pointed one of her hands into the house.

The door made of teak wood was wide open. It has a complex, but unique carving. Like the doors found in the palace of old times.

"Thank you, Auntie. Sorry for having to be troublesome," Daisha said, bowing politely without prestige.

"Don't hesitate, Madam. That's my duty."

The woman lowered her head before leading them all in. The house with a simple and ordinary design, but looks comfortable and clean. Neat layout again orderly make comfortable throughout the eyes looking.

They were sitting on the sofa, Bi Darsih went to grab a drink. There are two main rooms in the house, three with the husband and wife's room. Fresh drinks were placed on the table, he immediately resigned.

"Sister, I want to stay the night. It doesn't matter to you, does it?" pinta Daisha for being too tired after a day of not laying down at all.

"It doesn't matter, after all, it's Laila's first night at her house. We will accompany him for tonight" Dareen replied in agreement.

"Thank you, Brother, Brother-in-law. You are very understanding," said Laila while hugging the brother.

That night, they will stay overnight because Daisha wants to take Laila to school tomorrow for her first day.

"Where are the rooms in this house only two, where will I sleep?" chirped Alfin while grunting in annoyance.

He hugged the sofa cushion with a pouting face. Turning around when Dareen turned to look at him.

"Right, on the couch or in front of the television there. Singles wherever they are, they remain lonely" said Dareen, who was thrown by Alfin and Laila.

"Can't I just sleep with her."

"No!" reject Daisha firmly.

"I promise I won't do anything."

"No!"

"Key your room, Laila. Don't let this stray cat peek at your bed!" daisha's word is firm and threatening.

"Who would sleep with the old man, too" whispered Laila softly, but both eyes glanced at Alfin and smiled knotfully.

****

The next day, Daisha and Dareen return home after driving Laila to school. As usual, there was no welcome they received. Except from my aunt and dad when I'm home.

"Are you going straight to the office, or to the house first, brother?" daisha asked before their car entered the courtyard.

Dareen glanced at the watch ascertaining the time he had. He let out a heavy sigh, cursing in his heart why is time going so fast?

"It looks like I'm going straight to the office. This morning there was a meeting with the envoy from Yeworks Company."

Daisha was stunned for a moment, then nodded. Didn't uncle say lazy dealing with the Devantara? Then ... What is uncle's plan?

Daisha struggles with her heart, wondering the hidden plans of the old man she met yesterday.

"Alright, beware. Don't come home too late" Daisha said.

The car stops in their yard, Daisha prepares to get off, but Dareen prevents her.

"Close your eyes!" he told Alfin.

The man closed his eyes and ears. A dangerous scene for someone who is still alone. Oh, naw! Why do you still sound? Damnit damnit!

The sound of the door slamming jolted Alfin from his subconscious. He opened his eyes quickly and drew as much air as he could after a while of holding his breath.

Daisha waves a hand off Dareen's departure from work. Unbeknownst to them, a pair of eyes were watching. He is still motionless, but immediately takes a step when he sees Daisha entering the house.

The knock of his staff echoed in the mansion, making all the inhabitants know of its existence. However, it was only a moment when stepping in the middle room that a hand grabbed him and forced Daisha towards somewhere.

"Take me off! What do you want to do to me?" snapped the girl while struggling trying to escape from the rough grip.

Brugh!

Daisha's body slammed onto the floor, she grimaced while holding her hand.

"You think by doing this I'll be scared?!" snapped Daisha while sitting down.

There was no reason, a state of silence and desolation, but Daishs knew he was in front of him. The heat can be felt from the emotions that explode.

"Stupid!" cibir Daisha's.

Unexpectedly, a hand pull he felt on his hair.