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Victims of Broken Home

If it used to make me fragile, I hope this time it makes me stronger, because I don't know what's waiting for me down the street, whether it's laughter or even more cruel wounds. All I need to do is prepare myself, strengthen my heart, so that there will be no more adversity in my life.

***

The day is getting darker, the blue sky is slowly filled with a tinge of orange color that is so beautiful. In addition to the beauty of the garden behind the hospital that is rich in flowers with a distinctive aroma.

"I'm sorry that Grandpa asked you to come here, son," said Grandpa Husein.

"Yes, Cake. But is it okay Nameera in living alone?"

"Nameera is not alone, grandfather has asked Tareeq to accompany his sister now." Zulaikha nodded his head slowly.

"Oh yes, regarding Tareeq's attitude earlier, grandfather apologized. Actually, the real nature of Tareeq is not like that, it's just that he changed a lot after the divorce of his parents 12 years ago, his mother went with another man from Indonesia leaving his father who was sick, his father, who was, until his father died. He doesn't even care about the teenage Tareeq and the little Nameera who doesn't understand anything." Grandpa Husein sighed for a moment.

Zulaikha was silent, he immediately felt his heart pinch knowing that fact, meaning since he was a child Nameera had been a victim of broken home, but when viewed from his cheerfulness, it seemed he did not know anything, he did not know anything, very different from the cold Tareeq.

"That's why Tareeq gets upset every time he meets people from there, even though Indonesians are good, the proof is your Uncle and you are good and caring" continued Grandpa Husein.

"just fine. It's okay, Miss, I understand her attitude, if I were in her position, maybe I would do the same."

"Sorry, Son. Grandfather so tell you everything, it's because you're Aaron's nephew, and Grandpa believes you won't abuse this information" Grandpa Husein continued.

"Sorry, Cake. Are Grandpa and Uncle Aaron good friends?" ask Zulaikha.

"Harun was my grandfather's friend in Arabia. We accidentally met while grandfather was on a business trip. Aaron always helps if grandfather faces problems, even though he himself works as a driver, but he is always there when grandfather needs his help," explained Grandpa Husein.

Zulaikha nodded his head again, now answered the girl's curiosity about the relationship between Grandpa Husein and Uncle Aaron. However, he still has another curiosity about the reason why his Uncle is very privileged Grandpa Husein, even though if heard from the story it was Grandpa Husein who privileged the Uncle.

"Unclearly Uncle has a photo of Grandpa, it turns out that Grandpa and Uncle are quite close."

"Yes, Son. Oh yeah how's it going now? It's been a long time since we've been in communication since grandpa came back here and he came back to Indonesia, Grandpa thought he'd forgotten, it wasn't."

"The news is good, Kek," replied Zulaikha with a smile.

"Oh yeah, it's late, son, rest you must be tired, grandfather will take you home" said Grandpa Hasan.

"No need, Cake, I can go home by myself."

"Then let Nameera's bodyguards escort you."

"But ...."

"Don't refuse people's help, son. Let's just say this is a favor from your own grandfather.

"Ba-good, Cake."

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It was already dark, Zulaikha stared at the luxurious building before him. At first he thought it would only be delivered to his inn, but he was wrong. He was even asked to take his goods and return to the luxury building that is now in his hall.

"Let me drive you, please follow me," said the female bodyguard as she walked first.

"Wait a minute, what is this? Why was I brought here?" zulaikha asked unwillingly to leave her place

"This is Mr. Husein's apartment, he asked us to bring you here."

"But I don't have a lot of money to rent it, please return me to my previous lodge." Zulaikha returned to the car, but was stopped by the bodyguard.

"No need to pay, Mr. Husein allows you to stay here for free until at any time" the bodyguard explained.

"Now, please follow me."

They walked to one of the units on the 10th floor.

"Please enter, in the refrigerator there is a typical Indonesian foodstuff, assistant Mr. Husein just filled it earlier, I'm sorry." After explaining everything, the female bodyguard finally left Zulaikha alone.

Zulaikha looked at the entire apartment with a look of amazement, only this time he saw such a luxurious residence in person. During this time, he only saw her in Korean dramas and other films.

"It turns out there are still rich people who are so good like Grandpa Husein and Nameera. Not like his grandson that one, yes even though he was so because he was a victim of a broken home, but still, he was arrogant, pretentious again," sulaikha's curse after laying down his body on a super soft sofa.

***

"Uhuk uhuk." Tareeq suddenly felt his throat itch.

"Drink Brother." Nameera gave the bottled water to the brother.

Tareeq drank the water for up to 3 gulps. "Something seems to be swearing at me" said the man.

"That's not a strange thing, brother. Your arrogant attitude certainly lures people to curse you," said Nameera, making Tareeq immediately pull his cheeks until the girl grimaced and snorted.

"You are, I am so that no one dares approach me."

"Then continue, when do I have a sister-in-law, sister," asked Nameera.

"I don't even have plans to get married, so stop waiting to have an older brother-in-law, with you and Grandpa I've had enough, and I'm happy" Tareeq said.

Tareeq was one of the most successful CEOs at his young age, in addition to being very handsome, he was also very smart. The company that he built since 6 years ago is engaged in property and architecture, so great business ability makes his business so fast to grow, even almost equal to the company of the Grandfather who had stood for many years.

However, until the age of 27 years, Tareeq never close to any woman as if having a barrier, as if, any woman who wanted to approach him would instantly retreat before they even expressed their wishes.

Nameera let out a lethargic breath. "Until when? What if God calls me? I would love to have a sister."

Tareeq was silent at once, staring at his brother. "If you knew what made me not want to get married, maybe you would understand" Tareeq said.

***

The night is getting late, but it does not also make the beautiful eyes of Zulaikha closed. Although the place he currently occupies is very comfortable, but the words of Nameera sire were still circling in his head.

I am indeed sick Zulaikha, but pain is not the reason for the loss of prayer obligations, I still have to pray even though I have to lie down even once.

"I know, the obligation of prayer, but how important is the position of prayer so as to make Nameera still trying to pray even though sick? I think God understands the circumstances of his servant."

***

The next day, Tareeq was already in the office, he arrived early because he was looking for his missing files, but he had been looking for them at home and office but he did not find them. Later in the day there will be a meeting with his business colleagues and the file is the material that will be discussed.

"Ali, don't you see that file? As I recall after our meeting with the CEO of Ammany Group some time ago, I kept the file in a bag" Tareeq told his assistant.

"I don't know, sir, at that time you immediately asked me to go to the office, he said, You want to take a short break because you are tired" replied Ali.

"Rest?" Tareeq thought for a moment. "Ah yes, yesterday I stopped by my grandfather's apartment for a break, it's possible that my file was there," he continued to remember.

"Ali accompany me to Grandpa's apartment now, I'm sure the file is there." Tareeq immediately got up from his seat and stepped quickly out of his room.

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