The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 22 ~ Who Zivana Actually Is
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"This time you really made Mother angry, Zivana!!!"
After traveling a short distance, Kinan and Zivana arrived right in front of their luxurious courtyard located in a modern elite housing. Kinan who had been trying to be patient while driving a car, could not hold back his anger anymore. When the car entered the yard, Kinan who went down first rushed to the princess who was sitting in the back seat. When the car door opened, Kinan immediately pulled Zivana's hand and rushed into the mansion.
"Mother don't get eaten by Damar's talk. He's lying. Mommy believes more in Damar than Zivana." replied Zivana who sat on the living room sofa.
"Obviously Mommy believes in Damar because Mommy sees everything! You and Bima are so outrageous! Why are you messing things up? Whereas at the time of the meeting, Mother was desperately defending you!!! All the teachers are complaining with your attitude, plus Bima!!! Are you still in touch with that bangor boy?" serkas Kinan who could not resist growled.
Zivana fell silent and bowed her head. The girl seemed to snort annoyed and did not expect that the mother saw everything she did with Bima on Damar, Wulan and Rainar. While Kinan who saw the princess was silent, heaved a heavy sigh while sitting beside Zivana.
"Darling... Mother does not mean to scold you like this. Mother's heart hurts if you have to talk rudely like this the same as you. But Mother really can no longer resist the annoyance Mother saw your attitude. Moreover, this morning, how dare you underestimate Wulan in front of Mother. Everyone knows you're Mother's son, son."
Zivana stays unmoved. His hatred for Wulan grew even greater when he heard the mother who always defended him. His hands seemed clenched but Kinan could not see it because Zivana was hiding it.
"Zivana.. answered Mommy!!! Why do you always make trouble at school? You know, all teachers blame Mother as the principal's mother for not strictly teaching her own daughter! You want to embarrass Mother? Then what did you do just now? When Bima wants to hit Damar with bricks, but you just stand still and smile! What kind of attitude does this reflect that you're the son of a school owner?" kinan said as she grabbed both of Zivana's shoulders.
"What else does Zivana say, Mother! All of that won't make you believe, will it? All you believe in is Damar and the mute girl! Mother only believes in all the words of the teacher who vilified Zivana in front of Mother! It's true! Zivana is still Bima's lover! Then if it's true, what do you want?" replied Zivana who was staring intently at the mother.
"Mother wants you to break up from Bima! Bima is a bad boy. Because of Bima, you became like this and because of that child you also became stubborn!!! You can't relate to that kid anymore! Just so you know, Bima is one of the students who do not know ethics!!! Bima is 4x not in class and he should have already entered the lecture bench! And his age is far above yours!!! If not for his parents who begged, maybe Mommy has taken out Bima a long time ago!" serkas Kinan convinced the princess.
"Satan with age or already 4x Bima did not go to class, Mother!!! Other than Papa only Bima can understand Zivana's feelings!!! While Mother, usually only accuse and blame Zivana as good as Mother's heart! Zivana hate, Mother!!! Zivana hate!!!" zivana said that was emotional and went away.
Kinan let out a rough sigh and continued to massage his temple which felt very heavy looking at the princess' attitude. Kinan who has been trying to be patient for a long time, precisely when the husband gave his trust to him to become the principal of Junior High School Jaya Mandiri. But finally the patience crossed the line and ended like this.
"What's the matter, honey?"
Kinan's daydream collapsed instantly as the voice suddenly sounded from behind. As a result of surprise, Kinan turned his head and found the whereabouts of the husband who approached him.
"Mas Gibran..."
Gibran Athaariq, the figure of a man who had already stepped on the head of four at his current age. The figure of an adult man who became the owner in Junior High School Jaya Mandiri, as well as the father of Zivana Asmeralda and the husband of Kinan Ashilla Sari.
"What's up, honey? I heard a noise in the living room. Who are you fighting with?" ask Gibran who is circulating the view looking for the interlocutor of the wife.
"I.. I quarreled with Zivana, Mas." replied Kinan who was downcast sad and hesitant to tell her husband.
"What happened to Zivana? Did he make trouble again at school?" ask Gibran who is familiar with the nature of the princess.
Kinan let out a long sigh while massaging his temple again. While Gibran was amazed by Kinan's unusual attitude. Although he knows very well the nature of Kinan towards the princess but the attitude of the wife this time looks very frustrating and different from before.
Seeing the wife who looked so stressed, Gibran also took her to sit down so that his wife could be more calm and relaxed.
"I'm sorry, Mas. Maybe I was too rude to Zivana. Because my emotions and patience ran out, I got angry. Zivana must hate me now for scolding her." Kinan said bowed.
"What's wrong? You can't be angry for no reason. There must be a reason why you are angry with Zivana" Gibran said, grabbing and holding his wife's hand.
"There was a brief meeting in the teachers' room after school. All the teachers were angry, disappointed and upset by Zivana's attitude, Mas. Since the beginning of the last year of study, Zivana changed drastically. His nature so haughty, no matter the school rules, do not make the tasks and exercises given by the teacher, often unplugged and even worse Zivana is still in contact with Bima!!!"
Gibran sighed harshly when he heard the wife's story. Gibran himself had seen a change with his daughter's attitude. But not so bad. The story of the wife now makes him anxious with the attitude of his daughter.
"Zivana is now increasingly ignorant of ethics, Mas. All the teachers complained and could not stand Zivana's bad attitude anymore. With great difficulty I tried to convince the teachers but at once Zivana destroyed it, Mas. Before I brought him home, he and Bima were blocking the path of 3 students to be able to go home. Even Bima almost hit one of those students with a brick. If I'm a little late, maybe the child has entered the ICU because of Bima. Do you know what Zivana did? The boy just kept quiet, smiling at the show. I really don't think, Mom. How else can I educate Zivana well? Honestly, I'm tired! I'm tired of Zivana being like this."
Escape the clear circle of the eye of a Kinan who has a very soft conscience. Honestly, Kinan is tired of facing Zivana's attitude that is getting worse and worse. With all her might, Kinan was still trying to change it but it was only in vain and Zivana remained unkind at school. Seeing the clear grain that fell on his wife's face, Gibran embraced and took her into a hug. Kinan leaned against the chest of the husband's field and sought warmth there.
"You've been trying hard, honey. I'm so grateful that you're still able to hold on to taking care of my daughter until this very moment. I'm sorry, if as long as you're my wife, you only get sad when you take care of and educate Zivana to such an extent. I'm sorry if I'm just putting a burden on your life." Gibran said, stroking his wife's head.
"What are you talking about, Mas? I'm not tired of taking care of and educating Zivana. But I'm tired of having to play two roles at once in my life. I'm tired of my position as principal and homeroom teacher. Although this was my choice from the beginning, I assumed two direct roles so that I could educate Zivana from the perspective of a teacher and as a mother. But the truth is, I can't, Mas." said Kinan who stared fixedly at Gibran's bead.
A smile also appeared on Gibran's lips when he heard the words of the wife who was very sincere. The four-headed man felt very lucky to have a wife as sincere and tender as Kinan Ashilla Sari as the mother for Zivana. With a heart full of haru, Gibran pulled and hugged Kinan again.
"Thank you, honey. Thank you for loving Zivana so much. Zivana and I are lucky to have you. I'm sorry because all this time, I've been quiet. But believe me, I love you so much, Kinan!" gibran said, hugging tightly to his wife.
Gibran's smile grew even more when Kinan said sincerely like that. Then Gibran broke his embrace and stared fixedly at Kinan's bead.
"I'll talk to Zivana. You better take a shower and rest. Let me handle Zivana now." Gibran said, cupping his wife's pretty face.
Kinan who looked tired also sighed then nodded. Then Kinan moved, walking towards his room so that he could immediately fall down and rest. While Gibran who looked at the wife walked until she was lost from sight, walked towards the princess' room on the top floor.
Chequek!
When opening the door to Zivana's room, Gibran's head entered slightly to see the situation in the room. While the owner of the room that just came out of the bathroom was shocked when he saw the presence of the father in his room.
"Papa was surprised!" sumpul Zivana.
"Sorry, sorry, Papa did deliberately want to surprise you. Have you had a shower?" gibran replied, asking Zivana.
"According to Papa?" ask Zivana coldly.
"Can I talk to you for a second?" ask Gibran.
Zivana just nodded while sitting on her makeup desk chair. While Gibran sat on the edge of the princess' bed and looked at her.
"Don't be too hard on your bundle, son. There is no harm if you follow what the rules are in school? Don't make your bundles difficult. He's been working hard all this time, honey." Gibran told Zivana.
"Oh so Mommy has complained to Papa? It's good that it's like that. So now Papa is continuing Mother's anger?" sumpul Zivana without looking at Gibran.
"It's not like that, honey. Mother did not complain about anything to Papa. But think about how unfortunately your mother is the same as you. Papa noticed lately your attitude has changed a lot. You just don't ignore me and get busy in front of the mirror!!!" said Gibran who tried to persuade the princess only wayangnya.
"Pa.. come on, Zivana's tired! Don't talk about that now. Please.." said Zivana who was compassionate and begging.
Looking at the princess's pleading puppy eyes, Gibran burst out as well and finally nodded after a long sigh he exhaled. Then Gibran went up and approached his daughter.
"Your stubborn nature like this reminds Papa of your late mama, son. Mama you must be sad to see her daughter also has a stubborn nature like her. But yes, Papa will give you time. If you're ready to talk, then don't forget to see Papa." Gibran said, gently stroking the princess' head.
"Don't take Mama, Pa. Mama has calmed down there and need not be called again!!!" replied Zivana who felt sad if Gibran mentioned the name of the mother.
"Yes, Papa came out and you took a break" Gibran said, pointing at Zivana's face.
Zivana who was still pouting and upset just nodded. While Gibran who understood with the attitude of the princess chose to go straight out of the room. Slowly, Gibran closed the door to the princess's room. A smile also appeared when the memory of his brain seemed to revolve remembering the memories with the late wife who died after giving birth to Zivana.
A unique and brief meeting when he was about to travel abroad, Gibran immediately felt comfortable with the presence of the late wife at that time. Especially after knowing that the destination country of the late wife is the same as him. The journey of love began in the country of people, precisely in Singapore. After seven years of dating, Gibran and his late wife decided to get married. Their married life is happier when Zivana grows in the womb of the late beloved wife until finally the wife must die after giving birth to the fruit of her love.
For three years, Gibran took care of Zivana alone. Until Kinan was present in his life after Gibran not long moved to Jakarta and built several schools including Taman Kanak Jaya Mandiri, Jaya Mandiri Elementary School, Jaya Mandiri Elementary School, Junior High School and Jaya Mandiri High School. Using the capital derived from the inheritance of his parents, Gibran managed to succeed and live as he is now with Zivana and Kinan. The life of the princess who had experienced nothing short of it, made Gibran grateful. At least the princess's life was not like her dark past.
Gibran walked down the stairs to his study. A place that bears silent witness to the success of a Gibran to date. The memory of the brain that had rotated brought Gibran closer to his work cabinet. A neatly organized closet with books, important files and certainly a secret. As he stood in front of the closet, Gibran grabbed something that looked like the frame of a photo. Not just an ordinary photo, but a photo that has good memories when the body of the owner of the face in the photo is still in this world. Hugged the picture frame tightly, as if hugging the body of the owner of the face in the photo. Without feeling the tears also flow along with a deep longing but must be closed tightly.
"I miss you so much, my wife. I miss you so much, dear Mira..."
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