Please Let go of me
Chapter 9 - A new beginning

Zufar vented the frustration of the entire staff who could not work properly, there were even some who had been fired. "Are you just eating blind paychecks? Work idly, nothing wrong with one. I left the office for a while, but the mess here is making me rise in blood." His voice raised an octave. 

All the staff just lowered their heads, they did not dare to open their voices or could have bad consequences, which was fired without severance. "Why did this happen? Some shareholders have already revoked their investments" 

"Sorry sir, I've been looking for where the problem lies. All of this was done by Mr Mirza" reported the assistant who ventured. 

"So this is Mirza?" 

"True, Mr. Mirza instigated the shareholders and offered them to invest in his office, with the lure of a very tempting result, double the profit." 

Zufar clenched both hands tightly, the hardened jaw signifying an almost burst of anger. He kicked the table very tightly, making everyone in the room gasp in shock. "When did the boy change? Always acting as he pleased," he muttered very upset with the behavior of his biological sister who was only two years adrift. 

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After bathing the children, Suci also prepared clothes and also fed. There was a sense of happiness and calm after he was there, just that hiding his status would not be able to last long, gradually everyone would know if he was married. 

Suci stepped his feet towards the well that was bounded by the wall as it was, looking left and right to check there were foreign men in the vicinity. Feeling safe, she opened the hijab that at all times covered the hair up to the chest. Do not forget to roll up your sleeves and legs, take ablution to carry out the commandments of Allah SWT. Every drop of water that hits the limb feels very relieved, but must be frugal, given the situation of clean water crisis. 

Now he presents a container, wearing a white face that he bought himself. The small room did not make him complain, most importantly there was a sense of calm after moving away from the husband who betrayed him. 

After the prayer of fardhu, both hands rest upward, complaining to the Lord of the universe. "My Lord, forgive a sinful servant, become an ungodly wife by leaving her husband without her permission. Give the servant the strength to live your destiny, really. O my Lord, show me the servant of the way to go, Aamiin." 

After praying and praying, it is incomplete if you have not read the Qur'an. Open it and choose Surah Ar-rahman. The chant that sounded syahdu in the ears, attracted everyone who was so stunned, amazed and curious who had just taught. 

"Shadaqallahul Adzim," The Holy Qur'an closed after spending the Surah of Ar-rahman with great melodious, kissing and putting the book on a cupboard or high place. 

"God, your voice is so sweet." Praise someone for making Saints look back. 

"Darken?" The saint immediately released the mucena and folded it. "Come in!" 

Saints smile, humble themselves to be shunned from arrogant nature. "Don't be too complimentary, what about the kids?" 

"They were already in their respective rooms, and also some volunteers were guarding the place to accompany them. Poor thing, they must have been very scared and also traumatized by the bomb attack that killed the children's families." 

"I salute them, I can get through the days really well."

Jasmine pensively, staring to the side. "They are stronger than we imagined!" the shrillness that recalled the extremely painful past suddenly flashed through his mind. 

Sacred saw the woman in front of him, she guessed that Melati had such a severe problem that she brought him here. "I haven't circled this place." 

"Astaghfirullah, I almost forgot about it. Come on, I'll take you around to this place!"

Saints nodded their heads and smiled, agreeing to it in order to forget about the problem. Along the stepping foot, Melati kept chattering explaining each room. Until they saw a man wearing a turban that covered his face, only exposing his blue eyes. Zaid was sitting in a chair, sitting pensively in the silence of the night. 

Zaid smiled as he looked at the two people in front and immediately approached them. "It's late, why are you still walking around?" 

"Just want to know the room so as not to get lost," answered the Saint.

"Hem, okay." 

"Master is still here?" tanya Melati frowned.

"I want to make sure this place is safe or not" Zaid replied. 

Sacred did not want to stare at the foreign man before her, choosing to lower her gaze. "We go first!" he said he immediately withdrew Melati's hand, because he felt uncomfortable. 

Zaid smilingly stared at the departure of the two women, and immediately rushed away. "May the people here not recognize me!" his murmur that ensures the face continues to be covered by a turban.