The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 124 ~ Sincerity Mother Figure

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"Why are you here?"

The legs carried stepped fast, the speed of the motor carried as fast as lightning, carrying the bodies of three handsome young men who had originally stood in front of the school gate of the younger brother, now they had arrived at the hospital. The answer given by Damar when Syahal asked his whereabouts, making Syahal not think long anymore.

Without waiting for long, the twin brother Syahil immediately disconnected the phone and told Aifa'al and Syahil that Damar and Wulan were in the hospital. The three young men ignited anxiously after that, making the three immediately shot again towards the hospital according to information Syahal which was actually incomplete.

After parking the motorbike, the three rushed to the location where their two sisters were, not knowing if the two sisters were safe and safe at this time. Standing near the hospital door, so Aifa'al and the new Syahal-Shahil came hurriedly, surprised. Seeing her twin sisters together with Ammar.

"Should Pakde have asked you guys first? Why are you guys late to pick up Damar and Wulan? If anything happens to them, then no one knows how?"

Syahal who asked his two younger siblings when new until silenced. Likewise with Shahil, do not dare to look into the eyes of the pakde who was advising. While Damar-Wulan who saw it only mengawum smile, was holding back a laugh that wanted to explode when he saw the look of the face pias nan funny both mas twins.

"They also have a good reason, Daddy! Don't get too angry and emotional!" timpal Aifa'al, defending his twin sister.

"What is the reason?" ask Ammar.

"Sorry Pakde, Syahal and Syahil were late because our lecturers requested additional lecture schedules at will. At first we only had one replacement class for the lecture, but the bald lecturer continued to teach him." said Syahal, reassuring the pakde.

"Shahil too, Pakde. Supposedly, we already picked up Damar and Adek two hours ago. But because of the kiler lecturer, all the plans became chaotic." Syahil said.

"Alright, Daddy! No need to be raised this matter!!! Now they're here, with Al!" timpal Aifa.

"Yes, Pakde. The twins were not wrong. Damar and Adek are healthy and well, aren't they?" timpal Damar's.

"Now you are safe, Damar! If only Pakde wasn't here, Pakde can't imagine anything bad would happen to you!" timpal Ammar, seeing his twin nephew.

Aifa'al, Shahal and Shahil frowned not understanding Ammar's words that had just been thrown. Making the eyes of the three handsome young men were now fixed on him.

"Daddy, what's that talk like? Did something happen to them before we got here?" serkas Aifa'al, look at the daddy.

"Not yet, but it's almost happening!" ammar.

"I mean Pakde?" ask Syahal-Shahil.

Ammar breathed a heavy sigh, gathering energy to tell stories.

"Bram showed up at this hospital! The man came to see his sister who was very sick. And you know, Damar and Wulan brought Bram's sister to this hospital!" ammar said he held back from losing track of Bram.

Aifa'al and Syahal-Shahil were clearly wide-eyed, hearing the name of Gibran's assistant was in this hospital. No matter what the reason Bram was here, all the three young men had in mind was to snatch Bram, and force him to open the mouth where Gibran is now.

"Bram is here? Then where is he, Daddy?" discuss Aifa'al who is upset first.

"He's gone, Al!!! Daddy was late chasing him. He has run away with his sister." replied Ammar, sighing heavily.

"But he can't be left alone, sirde! I'm sure the man knows Gibran's whereabouts now! He's the key to solving all these complicated problems!" concluded Syahil, no less upset than Aifa'al.

"Pakde knows, Shahil! But where are we going? Before you arrived, Pakde had already checked the CCTV cameras that were here, but there was no clue. Pakde could only find Bram's position when he entered and went to the receptionist in the lobby!" ammar, trying to calm his twin niece and son.

"But you guys are okay, right? Did Bram's sister hurt you both?" timpal Syahal examined both.

"Same room Adek is fine, Mas! Even that Aunt was very different from the evil Mr. Bram. Her sister is very kind and friendly." Damar explained, remembering Rumi.

"You can't see that woman again!!! Especially if you help him! We never knew Bram's crafty plan! He is still Gibran's personal assistant! That cunning guy could have used his sister to outwit us! You understand!?" aifa'al exclaimed, staring intently at the twin sister.

Damar and Wulan looked at each other, found a firm word from the famous mas sangar, making them speechless. Then gave a submissive nod, choosing to obey the orders of Aifa'al who was experienced in dealing with the bad and cunning people out there. Meanwhile, Syahal-Shahil rubbed the shoulders of the two, trying to calm them down when Aifa'al's edict could never be refuted again.

"We better get home! There's something important I want to talk to you guys about!" exclaim Aifa'al firmly and then move first.

Ammar shook his head, seeing the hard attitude of the son who was still residing in him even though he had changed well. While the two pairs of twins were just looking at each other, hearing the sentence of Aifa'al's strict command that was thrown again.

"Let's go home! This matter, let Pakde tell your papi!"

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Crews!

Footsteps that are made as dark and as slow as possible are not as easy as imagined, the proof is that even though the feet can be compromised but not with something that is down there, the proof is not, accidentally stepped on by his smooth foot.

"Who is that?"

Zivana terjangkat, found the voice of the papa baritone that echoed from the direction of the garden beside the Villa until it was heard to the living room. Making him who almost reached the main door handle of the Villa, had to turn his heels again, run towards the room and confine himself like this morning.

"Damn! How am I supposed to get out, and escape from these villas and islands? I really don't know the way now, not even a cell phone because Papa took it on the grounds that no one can trace our whereabouts on this island! Though it's very clear, if Papa confiscates my phone for fear that if I find out everything then run away!"

Zivana grunted angrily, growling to herself in the room after several hours of roaring in the bathroom, then intending to escape from the place, leaving the father who had made him very disappointed now.

Geck... Geck... Tok...!

The sound of knocking on the door surprised Zivana, making her reflex hands massaged her chest.

"Ck! If Papa doesn't want to bother, take me home to Jakarta right now, Pa! My age would be short if it continued in this remote place! No cell phones and no Mothers! I want to go back!!! I want to meet Mother and stay with Mother only!!! Papa is so mean to me!!!" exclaimed Zivana, fierce from inside his room.

There was no answer from the father outside, making Zivana step, approaching the door that felt silent from the noise of his papa who was still with the stance.

Brak!

Zivana was shocked. When his ears almost touched the door leaf, suddenly a loud bang from the outside echoed that he believed that the blow came from the feet of the father who was increasingly morally absent. Making the young girl snort annoyed, found the response of the father who still remained the same despite himself had begged.

"I never thought, Papa would change so drastically like this. But on the one hand I'm happy, because Papa made it easy for me. Disturbing his mute life even his extended family at once, and I really like this way of Papa!"

The wry and angry murat on the young girl's face evaporated, turning into a grin, satisfied with the papa's evil plans for Wulan and her extended family. Making him no longer need to bother to bully the mute girl who always messed up the peace of his life.

"But on the other hand I was disappointed, because Papa had hurt the good Mother Kinan, and wanted to separate me from my lover! Papa has taken the treasure of his father Mother, until his father Mother died of a heart attack! And Papa had deceived Bima, then trapped him in a cunning way! I don't like Papa's cunning way on this one!"

The satisfied grin on his face was now back in fashion, remembering the recognition of the father that night to the mother, remembered by the conversation the father had with Bram this morning. Zivana's face was currently looking even redder.

One thing you need to remember! Zivana is Zivana. Young girl who is beautiful but bad heart, still hates Wulan, despite knowing that the plan of the papa is very outrageous cruel!

"I have to find another way to deal with Papa's cunning! Cunning, must be fought with cunning anyway! Just wait!"

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"I'm sorry Mala, Dad! Sorry Mala, Mom!"

Mr. Aidi and Ms. Aini looked at each other incomprehensibly, seeing the youngest daughter-in-law who suddenly rushed over to those who were sitting in the living room. Directly sitting down in front of the legs of both, crying a mouthful, hugging the legs of both alternately. It really makes Mr. Aidi and Ms. Aini do not understand.

While the faithful Dhana accompanied the wife, could only comment on a smile, stood in place, reluctant to sit down. Staring at the compassionate back of his beloved wife who quivered from tears, regretting all his actions to the princess who spread everywhere in times of emotion.

"What is this Dhana? What happened to your wife?" asked Mr. Aidi, looking slowly.

"Mala wants to say something, Daddy!!!" dhana replied, commenting on the width of her smile.

Mr. Aidi can only frown, confused to see the attitude of Mala and Dhana who suddenly strange before evening. While Mala is still loyal in her position, resting in front of both legs while crying a mouthful. Making Bu Aini heartless, her soft hands slowly moved slowly, touching the back of the daughter-in-law who was shaken strongly.

"Honey. Don't be like this, son! Comeon, wakeup! Calm yourself, then talk! Tell me what you want to say! Don't cry like this! I really can't see Mom's daughter crying, son!" said Bu Aini, grabbing the shoulder of the daughter-in-law who was brought up and sitting by her side.

Mala grew sobbing, hearing the soft voice of the mother-in-law that made her heart melt instantly. Sincere words that came from his lips also made Mala feel more guilty for the mother-in-law for disappointing the mother figure who was very sincere to him.

"Mala's sorry, ma'am. All this time, Mala has been disappointing Mom and Dad in this house. Mala is not a good daughter-in-law! Mala is the only son-in-law who has ever hurt Mom and Dad. Mala is very sinful to you! Forgive Mala, Dad. Forgive Mala, Mother." said Mala, a hiccup.

Mr. Aidi and Ms. Aini looked at each other again, surprised to hear the words of the youngest son-in-law who asked for forgiveness, regret with his nature so far which is actually only carried away by emotions due to the influence of syndrome disorders.

The gaze of the two middle-aged men was immediately glued towards the son who only nodded his head with a sweet smile that was timeless on his handsome youthful face. His eyes also look teary, staring happy and moved at his beloved wife. Make Mr. Aidi and Ms. Aini understand.

"Honey.. Listen to me, son! No matter how bad you have been in the past, I swear, there is not the slightest bit of anger let alone hate you, dear!!! The first time Mom saw this face, I felt that Mother's lost daughter had returned!! I love you so much, just like I love Dhana and the others!"

Crystal thread full of regrets and sins Mala fell again, splitting her cheeks that had been swollen since. Staring fixed on the face of the mother-in-law in front of the eyes, like her own mother. Bu Aini's soft hands cupped the daughter-in-law's face, gently stroking her wet face, ignoring her tears that also fell down profusely.

While Mr. Aidi sitting by his wife's side can only see and hear, his heart warms as he gently and sadly reassures Mala who is deeply sorry and sinful. Until breaking the tears Dhana who had accumulated since the beginning of the scene began to quickly come out wetting the cheeks.

"Nobody you can distinguish! You're the same and you're all Mother's children! Without even apologizing, I've forgiven you, baby! Never regret everything that happened! You are not wrong!!! You are just carried away by the flow of past emotions that haunt you! Your job is to fix it! Don't let you have the same fate as Mom! Don't come, honey!"

The more swift it feels the water falls on the cheeks, making Mala who is powerless to resist sadness and regret immediately embraced the mother-in-law. His crying increasingly broke, spilled all the complaints that he had been holding and he kept himself.

With love and affection, Bu Aini's hand continued to gently rub the back that was being shaken violently, trying to calm the heart of the son-in-law with a soft touch of his hand that could not be compared with anything in this world.

While Mr. Aidi who also dripped a crystal circle from his eyes also raised his hand, grabbed the head of the daughter-in-law who made him remember always with the deceased of the beloved princess. No less painstaking, the middle-aged man who almost entered the age of twilight stroked the head of Mala, helped calm him even though he only used one hand.

What about Dhana? The handsome man whose face remained youthful could only rub his nose, remove the liquid that came out along with the eyeballs, race and not want to lose.

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Happy Reading All 😇😇😇

Haru Mala and Wulan scenes were ghosted first yes 😂️ dina hope you guys are not bored and not disappointed because too long 🤧 but this is how it is written, but like this is how it is written, ngak pinter for skip-skip story 🤭️

wait until Monday yaaaws 😘👌 In shaa Allah, this Mala and Wulan scene will drain the energy in the story, and will drain tears, hopefully not disappoint ya 🥺

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