The charm of Miss Zahra
episode seventeen

Fatih laid down the body on the sofa which actually did not load his body at all. Forced to bend the knee to fit.

A television sound that was far different from the one in his house became a lonely friend tonight. The shadow of the two faces of the woman he had injured his heart was present simultaneously.

"I'm sorry" he said.

The roar of Hilal motorbike was heard stopping in front of the house, Fatih who was about to close his eyes had to get up again to open the door.

"Well, Mr Fatih here?" hilal asked still stiffly at his sister-in-law.

"Yes, it's a pity that your brother is home alone."

"Where do you know I'm going to be late?" Hilal frowned.

"It's easy for me to get information."

"Oh yes, I forgot. Let alone legal information you can buy." Spicy and piercing make Fatih silenced.

Inside Zahra's room can hear the two men's conversation but do nothing.

***

On Sunday Zahra visited her teacher's house.

"Oh my God, my son. You haven't been visiting for a long time, son. Healthy? Your mother and sister how are you?" ma'am Marisa asked while breaking her arms and allowing Zahra to sit down.

"Thank God I'm healthy, Mom, Hilal too but I'm home."

"Innalillahi, forgive the mother who does not know, son. Sick, what how?"

"Fall in the bathroom, he was treated, but he finally had to go home."

Bu Mar rubbed Zahra's hand to give her strength.

"Mother, someone needs a mother's opinion," said Zahra starting to enter at the core of her goal.

"What opinion, son? Tell me what the matter is."

Zahra tells her story by positioning others as people who experience it. Ma Mar nodded in understanding, not cutting off Zahra's words and listening.

"That's it, Mom. Now she was confused because of her position of being a second wife whereas she never wanted that position. What should she do, Mom? Should we split up?"

Ms. Mar confirmed the sitting position.

"Look. The destiny of each person is related. It can be caused or caused. But I deeply regret the intention of him wanting revenge. Actually it was just a waste. Without reply, Allah will repay them. There is no calculation that escapes Him. Tell him, if you are not strong, just let go of hurting yourself with revenge. If you were in her position, would you be happy when that grudge was avenged?" Mar looked at Zahra.

"It's not necessarily, is it?" said Mar again. "Tell him to be kind to God's destiny. He's giving your friend a test means he's able to pass it."

"But be the second wife ...." Zahra hung up her sentence.

"So the second wife is still considered bad by some people who do not know what causes it. Back again it was a test for him, if not strong yes let go, if strong yes continue. Does his first wife know?"

"He told me his first wife met him."

"Then?"

"I don't know. Ma'am did she sin when she ignored her husband?"

"When he decides to accept the man, the obligation must be fulfilled. That was the consequence of his decision. Where there are rights and obligations, every action, every step we choose, everything we do there remains a calculation. So it was like mother said, very singled out when her intention was revenge."

***

He did not meet Zahra but stayed away from his men whom he was assigned there. Like Bi Sumi and Randi.

"Master, there's a big madam" a servant told Misha's arrival at her house.

Fatih got up and met her mother.

"Where's Sarah?" misha asked to find a house that looked lonely. "His other vacation?"

"Mom already knows the answer why should I ask?"

Misha grunting. "Mama's intentions are good for you, but still considered wrong. Mama wants to have a granddaughter who can be shown to the public as the grandson of Alan Akbar's descendants. Dami and Oghan are indeed your papa descendants but the public never knew there was another woman in your papa's heart. If you acknowledge them and show them in public is the same as embarrassing your late father. Educate Sarah and persuade her. Don't let you repeat the same mistake with your father."

Fatih was silent listening to her mother. It's happening. It doesn't seem fair that he suddenly dropped a talaq on Zahra. Honor has been taken away, has positioned Zahra as a second wife and suddenly dropped talak. Zahra wouldn't hate her more.

"I'll call him and apologize for mom. I will persuade him slowly, I hope you will be patient. The grandchild is not an achievement that should be shown to others. I want a child too but maybe it's not time yet. Have patience, Ma."

Fatih clutched her mother's body.

***

Sarah glanced at the phone that was ringing. His appearance is really bad. He felt that with drunkenness the pressure would disappear. Yes for a moment but when that consciousness returns he will again feel depressed.

"Sarah, where are you?" ask Rasya his close friend.

"Bali," Sarah replied in a raucous voice.

"You're drunk again. Jesus, Sarah, don't you love your body. Don't go anywhere I'll follow you there."

A two-hour flight takes Rasya to where Sarah is currently. He looked pityfully at Sarah's very poor appearance. He hugged the body and felt Sarah's shoulder shake on his shoulder.

"I'm useless, Rasya. I am of no use being human. I just want to die," mess with Sarah.

Rasya glanced at the psychologist who came with him at Fatih's request. Before he left, Fatih contacted him and asked where Sarah was.

Sarah dropped her body on the bed and was unconscious.

"Where?" rasha asked a psychologist named Aluna

"Let him calm down first and I'll go in as a friend. May I know how he started like this?"

"He used to be a sweet boy, but after his father and mother separated and had a family he began to change. He often heard the phrase useless son from his stepfather. He also gets more confused when married and his parents-in-law often discuss about children. That's all I know."

The psychologist understood.

"Oh yeah one more thing, she's also getting worse when her husband says he's getting married again if Sarah doesn't want to have children."

"It's complicated, yeah" chuckles Aluna.

***

Arriving home, Zahra laid her body on the sofa. He was still thinking about the advice of his teacher.

The phone on the table reads indicating the number of messages that enter the number. Message from the office group. But what made him wonder why he was being tagged.

The first thing he saw in the group was the photo that made him go wide.

Scandal revealed, that's the writing on the screen of Zahra's phone.