The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 117 ~ Enters School Again

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"Dad, Mother... Dhana pamit wants to take the kids to school for a while!"

The first day of school in the new semester and at a new level has also arrived. Three days have passed since the terror of that night. Ammar, Ibel, Sadha and Vanny were made red-handed, worried that at any time the terror of the alleged actions of Gibran's men came again. Threatening the lives of their children who for three days were busy doing activities outside the home. It is different with Dhana, because the two twins have not yet entered school.

Aiziel who works at Prasetya Family Corporation was forced to go to the office with Sadha and Vanny in accordance with the orders of Mr. Aidi. While Aifa'al, Syahal and Shahil who attended college had to leave together, of course, on the orders of Mr. Aidi as well. Anyway, the four young people were made anxious with the attitude of the opa who was too anxious. Not only Mr. Aidi, Dhana also gave the same call, as long as all his family is safe.

What about Mala? Since the night terrors her psychic condition deteriorates again, making Dhana distraught during that time, facing Mala's sudden attitude can be hysterical unexpectedly. Even when Mala was hysterical, her eyes were blank, suffocating uncontrollably to the surprise of everyone in the house. Because of that, until now Wulan is not allowed by Dhana to meet the mother, even just to enter the room of the mother alone should not be.

It makes Wulan sad. Many times Wulan tried to persuade the papi to be allowed to meet the mami, just to let go of longing. But unfortunately, Dhana who has been told is not easy to argue. Not only Wulan, Damar also did not get permission from the papi to meet the mother. So it can be ascertained no, the face of the two Dhana twins is currently like what? They are lethargic and uninspired.

"You be careful, son!!! If you can on the first day of this school twins, you just wait for them to come home. Usually the first day of school in the new semester, it is not too time consuming until noon." said Bu Aini, know very well with the activities at the beginning of school because he is a retired teacher.

"It's God, Mom. Dhana wants to see Cafe for a while before the twins go home. Because these few days, it has been a long time since Dhana has visited the cafe." said Dhana, looking for a moment at his son.

"Sir God is there, Dhana!!! Kids are more important than cafes!" firmly Ms. Aini.

Dhana sighed harshly, nodding obediently to the worried mother's word. Because for three days, there were no signs of terror again from Gibran and his minions are still free. Makes her a little relieved but not with her parents who are always worried.

"Yes, then we say goodbye, Dad, Mom. Assalamualaikum." said Dhana, rising from his seat.

"The school room was, Oma, Opa. Assalamualaikum.." timpal Damar who grew lethargic and then experienced his oma opa.

"Aaaa.. aaaa.." timpal Wulan, no less lethargic while experiencing opa and oma.

"Wa'alaikum... You guys be careful, baby." replied Ms. Aini, stroking the faces of her two twin grandchildren.

Damar and Wulan nodded limply, walking languidly toward the papi who was waiting for them to say goodbye, as if reluctant to go to school before meeting the mother. Making Pak Aidi, Bu Aini and Dhana understand, but there is no other choice but to keep them out of the reach of the mother for a while until her condition improves.

"Let's go!"

"Pi..."

"What else is it?"

"Let's see Mommy for a minute."

"Mommy's condition is still unstable, Damar!"

"Just a second, Pi!"

"Later on! Let's go now!"

Damar sighed resignedly, turning for a moment towards the sister who wanted something similar, meeting even a moment with the mother to just revive the morning spirit. But the papi's word could not be denied anymore, making him more lethargic and had to go to school.

"Assalamualaikum, morning Uncle...!"

Dhana, Damar and Wulan who were about to get into the car turned to the source of the voice, found the twins Syahal-Shahil who approached with enthusiasm.

"Yahal-Shahil..Where are you going?"

"To campus, Uncle." replied Syahal.

"Then why are you here?"

"Want to pick up the twins!" reply Shahil.

"You're not with Al?"

"Mas Al has left first, Uncle! Therefore we came here and intend to take Damar-Wulan school." said Syahal of his intention with Shahil.

"But Syahal, you know that..."

Drrrrt!

Dhana's words had to be stopped for a moment when her phone suddenly shook, urging her to be picked up by him immediately.

"Assalamualaikum... What is it Mr Dewa?"

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"Why so sudden?"

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"Yes, I'll be there now!"

Talks broke off, rushing Dhana to put her phone back in her pocket. While the twins Syahal-Shahil and Damar-Wulan can only see what Dhana was doing for a moment.

"What's Pi?"

"The fire has to go to the cafe, Damar."

"Well, what a coincidence Uncle!"

"Yes, but you guys be careful!"

"Ready, Uncle! We'll take Damar and Adek to the school gate, even to the school toilet door."

"Ck! You're all there, Syahal!"

"Then Damar, Adek, Mas Syahal and Mas Syahil say yes, Pi."

Shahal-Shahil and Damar-Wulan moved, reaching for Dhana's outstretched hand.

"Battle the Wulan! After the cafe, Papi will pick you up for school!"

"No need, Uncle! Let Syahil and Mas Syahal pick them up later at school, all of you go home too."

"You sure?"

"It's 100% Uncle!"

"Yes, you need to stay alert! Be careful on the road! If there's anything on the way, call Uncle! Okay?"

"Every 86 Uncle!" sahut Syahal-Shahil.

"Yes already..."

"Assalamualaikum Pi's..."

"Wa'alaikumsalam, be careful son!"

Syahal-Shahil and Damar-Wulan nodded obediently, commenting on the smile at Dhana who still saw them riding on the bike. It seems that Syahal and Syahil deliberately brought each of their motorcycles, leaving together with Damar-Wulan who today entered school.

After the two pairs of twins left, Dhana also went to the Cafe because there was an affair that was told in advance by Mr. Dewa via phone.

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"What is your next plan?"

"I have two plans right now, Bram!"

"What plan is it, sir?"

"Consecret! Clearly, there are already my confidants in Jakarta and ready to do both plans!"

Bram frowned in surprise, seeing the attitude of the master who kept the plan from him. But what is the power of him who is only an assistant, has no power to comment or refute. His duty is only to obey and undergo the mission set by the master.

"What about yesterday's terror?"

"Currently, Sir! The boxes were already placed where they should be!"

"Good! Wait for my next command! You can rest all day, Bram!"

"Thank you Sir. Then I'll let you go back to my room first. Excuse me, sir."

Gibran nodded faintly, letting the assistant who had worked hard help him to rest today.

"Pa...!"

Who does not know the owner of the call dear to Gibran if not Zivana. The days of being in the secluded Villa with the father and assistant, bored him, feeling constrained by the father more than the mother when she was still living with Kinan in the capital.

"What's the matter, honey?"

With a sullen look, the beautiful girl of the same age as Wulan was sitting in front of the papa. While Gibran who had understood the princess's behavior, only sighed heavily. Because, for three days Zivana continues to whine for return to the capital. With reasons of boredom and other reasons that are considered reasonable, but the heart of the father who is very hard always denied his wishes.

"Zivana's bored, Pa!!! Zivana wants school!!! Today is the first day Zivana enters school again in the new semester!!! Take Zivana to Jakarta again!!! Pleases... Zivana is really bored in this Villa, Pa!!! As long as we're here, Papa never allowed Zivana to hold a cell phone, just a laptop and that too no internet network, how can it be used!!! Just watch, watch and watch! Zivana's so bored, Pa!!!" tukas Zivana.

"You don't need to go to school there anymore!!! Once Papa's grudge has paid off, we will go to Singapore and settle there again!!! We'll stay at Papa's house of fond memories with your mama, and Papa hope you'll be patient in a moment!!!" gibran said, without seeing Zivana.

"When did you want to Pa? Until now, Papa's revenge has not been completed as well! Every Zivana wants to know what Papa's plan is, Papa's always dodging! Zivana also wants to know Papa's plan! Zivana's tired of having to be locked up like this!" tukas Zivana, pissed off at the papa.

"You must be patient, Zivana! Papa promised, this problem will be quickly resolved and we can live quietly in Singapore later."

Zivana bowed limply, Gibran's answer still remained the same as it was, no less and no more. Makes him sad, until his mind floated and remembered with the mother, the connecting mother who had been taking care of him very well despite ever being hard but it was all for the sake of improving his rock-hard nature.

"Papa's never been like this before, locked Zivana away long enough in a strange place like this. Still mending locked up with Mother Kinan, if like this mah!" racau Zivana shirted, bowing his head.

"Don't you ever mention that name again! She's not your mother! She's just an innocent woman that Papa deliberately used for us!" gibran said, snapping at Zivana.

Zivana jumped in shock, hearing a baritone voice that had never once thrown a loud sentence or a high tone of speech as it is today. Making her tears fall instantly, staring at the father who rose because he heard her groaning earlier.

"Zivana knows, Pa! Zivana knows, if Papa uses Mother Kinan for his personal life problems. But why should Mother Kinan? Our Lady is a good person! Papa has been too evil with Mother!!!"

Zivana growled, issuing all his complaints that he had been alone since the events (destroyed) that night. Go with the father, leave the mother who is very fond of him without saying goodbye first.

"Papa doesn't want to hear that name, Zivana!" hold Gibran, snap again.

"Zivana was happy at first, Papa divorced Mother Kinan!!! But after Zivana's ears heard the truth that Papa confessed to Mother that night, Papa was not much different from her grandmother Damar in the past! Papa also killed his father Mother just because of the treasure!" zivana exclaimed loudly, furious at Gibran's attitude.

"Shut up!!! Once again you talk like that, this hand of Papa will not hesitate to slap your face!!! Now, you're in!!! In Zivana!" exclaim Gibran.

Louded already Zivana's tears, splitting her white cheeks that looked red resisted anger and disappointment. His silence all this time was not because he did not dare to fight the father, but because Gibran who always avoided every himself discussed it.

"Bad papa!" zivana.

Zivana left, taking wide steps into the Villa to go to the room. The sound of his crying was as strong as the clattering of his feet stepping, crying over the different attitude of the papa, rough and banging him loudly.

"There are no plans for today!"

Zivana's steps stopped instantly, as the sound of Bram talking to someone on the phone rang out. Making the soul of the Zivana kepo thrashed, his feet slowly stepped closer to the door of the papa's assistant's room that was slightly open.

"Mr Gibran loves your performance, Dimas! And as a bonus, today you can rest!"

Zivana who eavesdropped, flabbergasted. Heard Bram saying the name of a very familiar person in the ear.

"Dimas? So the man who runs the plan of Papa Bram all this time is Dimas, Bima's biker gang friend!"

The drap!

Zivana was furthest away, looking at Bram who was walking near the door and wanted to get out. Rushing he hid, did not want the assistant papa to see his current whereabouts are eavesdropping, making the nature of his kepo increasingly thrashing to know.

"Where are you going, Mr Bram?"

Zivana went slowly, following the assistant of the father who seemed to want to give a new report about the conversation earlier.

"Excuse me, sir..."

"What else is Bram? I don't want to be disturbed right now! So go!"

"So Dimas called me, sir."

"Then? What does this have to do with me?"

"He asked about Master's next plan. And he also thanked Mister, because thanks to Mister his position as the captain of a motorcycle gang could be realized."

Gibran clucked softly, not out of thought with the thoughts of children like Dimas in the present. Just being the captain of a motorcycle gang has made him proud. Really, there is not the slightest appreciation for such a position for a Gibran.

"I don't need that from a smelly kid like him! The boy is no different from Bimantara, Bram!!!"

"But I just want to say the greetings and sayings of the boy, sir."

"Then go! I don't want to be disturbed! Zivana really has ruined my mood this morning!"

"Mister should be even more careful with Miss Zivana! Do not let him know the truth, if you have trapped and used Bima! Then complain to them to separate! I'm afraid, if Miss will be furious and disappointed in Mr. Gibran later."

"I know, Bram! Thanks for the advice!"

"Sama-sama Sir. Excuse me first."

Gibran nodded without looking at Bram, his working hand as if to gently repel Bram. While Bram is away, return to the room and lay down the body that was delayed due to a call from Dimas.

Then what about the expression of Zivana who is busy eavesdropping now? Hearing the new truth about Bima that he considered guilty all this time, it made him perfectly stunned.

"J-so P-papa's been lying to me about Bima all this time?

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Happy Reading All 😇😇😇

Cihuiii finally Zivana know the guise of Gibran on Bima, the lover or already so the former yes 😅 au ah, the important girl the rancid already know the rotten papanya🥲