The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 132 ~ Sensitive

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"Rainar's...! Hoi...! Even dumbfounded!"

The time machine moved quickly, stepping away leaving behind a series of happy memories in the morning, crawling by noon but the clouds that were originally pure white like cotton were now changing, being a thick dark black cloud that moves slowly whether you want to go where, ready to spill the circle of life onto the face of the earth as a favor.

"It looks like your best friend is in shock after hearing all your long stories, Damar." as late as Syahal, glanced at Rainar who was still stuck with eyes towards Wulan.

"It seems so, Mas." said Damar.

"Rainar's...! Oh my goodness, you know...!" sahut Syahil, patted Rainar hard on the shoulder.

Rainar jumped violently, staring at everyone who looked at him no wonder. After the second lesson ended, a break came in. Make all students/schoolers scatter out of class, including the triad. The three went to the cafeteria, met Syahal and Shahil who were sitting relaxed until Damar Wulan came home.

Until the long story during the holidays, Damar told the friend who during the holidays chose to visit out of town. Making Rainar flabbergasted, did not expect that Gibran kidnapped Damar and Wulan, assisted by Bima and made Aifa'al as the scapegoat of his plan.

The story continues when Syahal spoke up, telling the events at the time of the fire in the storage room until the events of the railroad. Not to forget also the story of Mala's past that makes everything unexpected, including Rainar himself now when he heard it. The story goes on, involving the uncle's name in the middle, telling Rainar that the Imam is dead and following his beloved wife. Making Rainar who had heard the name from the father, although never met also felt lost.

Feel the hour of rest today will be felt for a while because it continues to tell the story, making Rainar even more unexpected if Gibran who had been removed actually fled with a sneaky plan of course, making Rainar even more unpredictable, although no one knows who is behind all the foul plans, swapping positions with Bima who is actually trapped in the beautiful game of a Gibran, until now everything has not been resolved.

"I really didn't expect it, Mar. The problems of Om Dhana and your family will be this complicated." said Rainar, seeing Damar and Wulan alternating.

"My money's paid off, isn't it?" ask Damar.

"Yes...! it should have been at such a time, I was beside you. But why didn't anyone among you tell me?" replied Rainar, originally ending up annoyed.

"It all just happened, Rainar. Problem after problem comes and turns, even to breathe freely we cannot. Moreover, the current situation was still very dangerous, especially for Wulan. That's the reason why Mas twins are here." said Damar, trying to convince Rainar.

"Actually your father knows everything, Nar. Maybe Ronald does not want to interfere with your vacation time in Surabaya. But yes, everything that has happened has also happened, right? So why regret it? It will be of no use to us, and any problems will not be resolved in a sorry manner!" timpal Syahal, suddenly mature at this time.

"Then what now? The target of Mr. Gibran is not Aunt Mala anymore, but Wulan." said Rainar, turning to Wulan who smiled faintly at him.

"You take it easy, Nar. As long as there are all of us, this little girl of ours will not be hurt let alone someone who dares to touch her body even if it is just a fingernail!!!" shahil replied, calming the restless Rainar.

"But there is one thing that makes Rainar grateful, Mas. After all this happened, Mas Al and Aunt Mala changed, got better and already accepted Wulan as she was with an open heart" Rainar said.

"Yes, that is what is called there is wisdom behind every event. Even Mas Al, now much more possessive on Wulan than Mas Ziel, Mas, Shahil and Damar. But Mas Al's ruthless and ruthless soul never goes away, you have to be careful!" syahal said, scaring Rainar.

"Ck! Mas Al is only angry at outsiders, Mas! Rainar is not an outsider!" replied Rainar, glancing at Syahal's mouth.

"But you must be careful with Mas Al, Nar!!! If you want to get close to Adek, you have to pass a mental exam first from Mas Al. Hahaha.." chirped Damar, teasing the frightened Rainar.

"Ck! Brother and sister are the same! Equally good at dropping my originally solid steel mentality." rickshawed Rainar.

Laughter Syahal-Shahil and Damar-Wulan simultaneously echoed, broke through the ceiling of the school cafeteria that had begun to be quiet, laughing at Rainar whose face showed annoyance, until the doorbell rang again, demanding all school residents to continue the final learning today.

"We go in first yes, Mas." said Damar, moving from his seat simultaneously with Wulan.

"Yes, go in! Come back when you're done!" titah Syahal's.

"OK, Mum! Come on Deck, Nar...!" answer Damar.

Rainar and Wulan nodded, moving away from the spot after waving at the smiling Syahal and Shahil.

"In two hours we'll be home. Okay...!" sahut Syahil, glancing at the watch in his hand, also heard his heavy breathing.

"You bored?" seloroh Syahal, wonder.

"Not bored, Mom. But Shahil's feelings suddenly turned unpleasant. Why ya?" answer Shahil, massaging the chest that feels tight.

"What are you thinking?" chirps Syahal while sipping his drink.

"none. It suddenly became like this." replied Shahil trying not to fidget anymore.

"Just your feelings are possible! Don't think too much! We'll be home soon. Calm down, my twin." said Syahal, rubbing Syahil's back.

Syahil sighed heavily, trying to shake off the moodiness that suddenly came without cause after Damar-Wulan returned to his class, feeling something bad would befall his two younger siblings somehow, but success brings peace of mind.

"Shahil wants to contact Mas Al first yes, Mas."

"For what? Mas Al is on campus! He'll be mad if we interrupt."

"The feeling of Shahil really can't calm down, Mas."

"That's just your feeling, Shahil!"

This time Syahil did not want to obey, his hand quickly reached into the pocket of his beloved black jacket, took the phone tucked inside there and contacted Aifa'al according to his intentions since.

"Assalamualaikum Yes..."

"Wa'alaikumsalam... What is Shahil?"

"Where's the gas? Can you come here?"

"Mas on the road. What's the matter?"

"There's nothing, Mom. But Shahil's feelings suddenly went bad after Damar just as Adek got into the classroom again."

"You're still at their school?"

"Yes, Mas. Opa who told Shahil and Mas Syahal to take care of Damar-Adek."

"Yes, I will follow you there! If you can keep an eye on Adek and Damar in their class! Okay?"

"OK You...!"

The call ended, sounding hurriedly until the greeting that must be said was forgotten. Making Syahal who had only noticed his twin since then, shook his head. Surprised by the sensitive attitude of his sister today. Not only today, but the instinct as a brother in the soul of Shahil is increasing after he changed for the better.

"It's still not calm?" ask Syahal.

"Still! Let's go to that school, Mas!"

"Haah? Wh-wh-what for? Where can we go in!"

The shahil was heard sighing increasingly heavy, only to realize that this school is protected by super tight security since Gibran was branded as a fugitive. Of course, these are all Kinan ideas that try to protect everything from the madness of Gibran, if at any time the man acts without thinking.

"Easy! You are too anxious, Shahil! But I'm glad to see you like this."

"Happy? Did you mean Mas Syahal?"

"Just learn, Mas. They're Shahil's sister, too."

"Well, that's what I mean...!"

Shahil shook, but his heart said that the words of Shahal were true.

I hope that this sudden unpleasant feeling has nothing to do with my family, especially Damar and Adek. Shahil murmured in an agitated heart.

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"Huufffff...! Fortunately, I also had time to pick up this book in Papa's drawer. Ck!"

Zivana slumped for a moment, releasing fatigue mixed with rage when caught by the papa, making the young girl sleep weak, until not realizing that the day was getting noon.

The girl moved quickly, rising from the bed that had already put her to sleep for a long time, making her lose a lot of time. Intentions want to quickly contact the mother, but because it was too surprised the father, it was stopped a few hours ago. Making the young girl riled up while raving.

"I must quickly contact Mother! Mommy would want to help me get out of this damned place! I hope my phone still has the pulse. Otherwise, end my history!"

The thick little lips continued to fumble anxiously, but did not dampen the agility of the five fingers of his hand that continued to dance on the screen of an intelligent flat object. With the fingers of the fingers roam agile, starting to turn on the phone that had been dead, until finally the girl found the number of someone who allegedly was the number of the mother.

Tut...!

Tut...!

Tut...!

There was no response from the mother, making Zivana even more agitated, turning to the door of her room occasionally, making sure that the father was not watching her.

Tut...!

Tut...!

Tut...!

Again the mother did not give any response, making Zivana restless if at any time the father caught him again like before, unexpectedly.

"Come Mother! Pick up Zivana's phone!"

Zivana's getting restless, undaunted. With full confidence he contacted the mother again, hoping this time there will be a response from the mother there.

"Zivan...! Is this you, honey?"

Zivana's eyes widened, the sound of a soft screech across the street, which she believed was really Kinan's voice.

"Mother...! Yes, Mother. It's Zivana..."

"Alhamdulillah..Where are you son? Tell Mommy, where did your father take you? You all right? Mother is very worried about you, dear!"

"Please Zivana, Mother! Please bring Zivana here! Zivana can't stand living with Papa in a foreign place like this! Zivana is tormented, Mother! Zivana's constrained! Papa is really different! It turns out that Papa has been cheating on Zivana all this time, Mother. Papa wants revenge on his parents Damar while separating Zivana from Bima! Please, Mother! Please Zi!"

"Where are you, honey? C'mon fast! Tell me, where are you and your father now? Mommy will tell your men to pick you up immediately!"

"Zivana doesn't know which area this is, Mother. The place is so foreign and so quiet."

"You calm down! Relax, calm your heart, think, baby! Look for clues around you, whatever it is as long as it's clear! C'mon Nak! Do what Mother says! Slowly yes! You're calm...!"

Slowly but surely, Zivana followed what her mother had directed back there, leading her to calm down so that her brain could think clearly, trying to find clues as said by the mother even though only behind the phone.

Zivana stepped up, approaching her medium-sized but not large enough window if she wanted to escape through it. His eyes rolled out, watching every corner of the secluded Villa behind the windows. Until finally, his sharp eyes rounded when he saw something that would allegedly be a clue for the mother there to be able to look for it.

"Mother..there's something Zivana saw!"

"What Honey? Let's say it quickly!"

Zivana also narrowed, trying to read a writing that caught his eye.

Brak!

Lips that had just moved and wanted to say something to the mother there immediately clenched tightly, clenched, his soul was shaken violently when the loud pounding sound of his feet from outside successfully broke the door of his room until it opened violently. Zivana was wide-eyed, finding the existence of the papa with a lightning gaze like an eagle ready to pounce on its prey at this time.

While Gibran ignored the expression of the princess who was fighting her fear of her own father. The four-headed man stepped wide sinisterly, entered the room and approached the princess who was just pecking at her current position.

Sreth!

Prangs!

Zivana is getting jumped, seeing tragically his recently discovered phone has to be smashed to pieces due to the madness of the father. Destroyed is now his phone, along with the destruction of self-hope that continues to wrangle to be free from the restraints of the father. While Gibran was staring at him with lightning, his eyes were crimson, implying a great anger in his heart when he caught the princess contacting the person who was already his enemy now.

"You want to invite the police here? By contacting your bundle, huh! How dare you infiltrate Papa's room just to tell Kinan that you're here! Do you want Papa arrested by the police? You want Papa to go to jail again? Da? Aren't you thinking of Papa? You don't think about Papa's feelings? Answer!" sergeant Gibran, snarl the wrath of Zivana.

How does Zivana express when he hears the father's words? Definitely surprised! Makes him think hard, how can the father hear his conversation with the mother on the phone. But immediately Zivana's grin was engraved, remembering something he had heard yesterday, that the father also ordered Bram to tap his phone to carry out his crafty mission.

Not only that, this Villa is also filled with CCTV surveillance cameras in all corners of the existing room, including his room. Making the grin of Zivana more visible, while giving a sharp look at the papa who did so.

"feelings? Papa asks Papa's own feelings for Zivana? Did Papa think of the feelings of this Papa princess, huh? Is Papa thinking about Zivana? No, Pa! Papa thinks only of himself! Papa's selfish! Please if Papa still wants revenge, Zivana does not care! The one Zivana wants now is only free!!! Zivana doesn't want to stay with Papa who only thinks about herself!!!" concluded Zivana who is not less furious.

Plaque!

One raw slap floated so beautifully, landing on the airport the white cheek of a proud young girl like Zivana. Making him stagger, his hand felt a very hot cheek, leaving a reddish mark there. While Gibran was growling, the mounting anger made him dark in the eye.

"Bad papa!" zivana said, lirih.

Falling tears had piled up since earlier, along with a slick smile and disappointed look that he gave the papa.

"Papa, will never let you out of this place, other than with Papa!"

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