The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 51 ~ Daddy and Mom Should Know!

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"Alright, Dad! If that's what you want! But Mala won't go alone! Because Mala will take Damar with Mala!!!"

Damar was stunned, staring at the mother who walked over to him. While Mr. Aidi just stayed in place, surprised for sure, but the middle-aged man could not hinder his son-in-law from bringing the grandson.

"Come, Damar! We're leaving this house. Mami will take you away from this house and town! Looks like our existence in this house is no longer desired, Damar." said Mala who grabbed the hand of the son.

"Mommy's wrong! The unwanted ones aren't us, but Mami!" damar answered, dismissing the mami's hand that was stuck, flabbergasted.

Without seeing the mother, Damar embraces the shoulder of his sister, he took her upstairs before the harsh sentence came back from the mother's mouth for her twin sister because she would rather stay than join the evil mother. But Wulan stopped the mas, dribbling his eyes towards the mami who was still fixated.

"Already, Deck! Opa's actions were very correct. Better, Mami left this house than to hurt Adek's heart and physique. You can't accept that! Enough already!!! It's enough of Mami's hatred that there is no reason for it to Adek. Let's just go to the room! Let Opa and Oma handle it!" said Damar who deliberately hardened his voice, turned sharply towards the mami, tears also dripped from his eyes.

Wulan shook her head, but was not heeded by the twin who embraced and took her walking again. Aiziel, Syahal, Shahil and Rainar also moved, following Damar who brought Wulan into the room. While Mala was still glued to the spot, the crystal chirp from her eyes fell down again upon hearing the words of the son who did not want to go and join her.

For a moment Mala fell silent, restraining her wounded heart. But a moment later, the woman moved, taking wide steps towards the main door of the father-in-law's house. Without bringing anything, Mala left immediately. But the road is not always smooth, in front of the door Mala cross paths with Dhana who just arrived. Her wet eyes looked at the husband in the doorway. Dhana was stunned, but Mala was silent, rushed to the car and finally got out of the gate of her husband's house.

Without Dhana and Mala knowing, there is a pair of eyes that are watching the two from a considerable distance. But his sharp eyes, covered in sunglasses, were still able to see someone he was monitoring.

"It turns out to be true, the woman was married even I knew her husband. Hahaha, I have been searching for your existence for so many years! It turns out that Mr Imran Khan's little daughter is in the same town as me!"

...~Flashback On~...

"Hows it? What good news do you want to tell me?"

The figure of a man who had just returned home with his wife and child from a hospital to visit one of the students of the wife who had a hit-and-run accident. The man had to lie to his wife if he had any important needs with his colleagues. But it turned out not to be the colleague he was meeting with at the moment, but rather his personal assistant.

"I found information about the woman Mr. Gibran had been looking for. The woman is also in town and she is married. Even his two children attended a school owned by Mr." said the assistant who is Gibran's personal assistant.

It turns out that the figure of the man is Gibran, owner of Property Jaya Mandiri. Gibran, who had turned his back to the assistant, dribbled his eyes, staring at the assistant who was still standing in front of his desk.

"Where is that woman?" ask Gibran.

"This is the full address, sir. I managed to find this data indirectly. While I was on duty in my room, suddenly Mrs Kinan came up to me and asked me to look up the data of the student who had a hit-and-run earlier this afternoon, to see her parents' phone number. And as I read the full identity of the student who was the victim of the hit-and-run, I saw the name of the woman Mr. Gibran was looking for. After Mrs Kinan left, I again confirmed the student's data and it turned out to be correct. The woman you're looking for is the mother of the hit-and-run victim." said the assistant at length.

"It turns out that the woman was the mother of the child who had been helped by my wife. That means the woman I saw at the hospital was him. Hahaha.you won't be able to escape me anymore!" gibran read the paper given by his personal assistant.

"So you've met that woman?" ask the assistant who did not expect.

"Not yet! I just saw it for a quick glance. I was hesitant at first, but it turns out that my doubts paid off with your explanation just now. As soon as I saw the face of one of his children, the boy reminded me of the woman. It turned out to be true and this time I can't lose that woman again!" answer Gibran.

"What is the plan, sir? Are you going to take action that you've been planning all along?" ask the assistant.

"Not now, Bram! I wonder if she remembers me or not!" gibran replied with a sharp sneaky grin.

Gibran squeezed the paper still in his hand to shatter formless. I don't know what's going on between him and that woman.

...~Flashback Off~...

Gibran, it turns out that he was the one who had been watching Dhana since then, following Dhana from a distance to his home. What's the problem between Gibran and Mala? I don't know.

"Now I know, where the beloved little girl Mr. Imran Khan was honored in her time. Just look, what am I going to do to your beautiful daughter, Mister!!!"

Gibran grinned thinly, restarted the engine of his car and then went to follow Mala's car which had recently disappeared.

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"Where else would Mala go?"

Dhana was fixated, staring at the car that had disappeared from sight, carried by his wife out so fast. But the corner of his eyes caught the two middle-aged who were none other than his father and mother. Dhana also frowned, seeing the father who massaged his temple, look riled and frustrated with the mother who was at his side. Curious, of course the man was curious even very.

"Dad, Mother..."

Pak Aidi and Bu Aini looked up, looking at the son who had just arrived at his house. They looked at each other for a moment, asking in the bath, did Dhana see his wife who had just come out and left the house? While the two were silent, Dhana sat down. Swiping the back of the father who did not know, what caused the father to look riled up like this.

"What's up, Dad? Ma... What's wrong? Why do you look so angry with Mom? And why did Mala leave crying like Dhana just saw?" ask Dhana.

Aini's mother fell silent, not knowing what to say to her poor son. Unfortunately for getting the figure of a very cruel wife like Mala. But in her heart, Bu Aini said Istigfar, trying to dismiss the disappointment and anger of the son-in-law who had been considered like his son.

"Your father kicked Mala out of the house, son!!!" replied Bu Aini who was dripping a crystal circle.

"What's? Why Yah? What the hell is it? Dhana is convinced that Father did not intend to expel Mala for no reason. Try Dad and Mom tell Dhana! What's going on?" tanya Dhana who bertubi, curious.

Ms. Aini let out a long sigh, her hand still rubbed the back of Mr. Aidi who cupped his face full of regret. Regretting for acting foolishly and expelling Mala without considering Dhana. Slowly and clearly, Bu Aini began to tell Dhana everything about Mala's harsh treatment of her daughter.

Dhana who heard only fell silent, the look on her face harbored a peaking streak of anger. Dhana sighed a little harshly, rubbing her face up to her head while leaning on the living room sofa as her mother told her and told her.

"Then where are Damar and Wulan, Mom?" dhana asked, looking for the twins.

"They were on top with Ziel, Syahal, Shahil and Rainar. You better go after your wife, son. Take her home!!! Your father didn't seriously kick Mala out. Father was only carried away with emotion because he did not accept Mala's insult to Wulan." replied Bu Aini who calmed Dhana.

"Leave it, Mom! It might be better like this for now, for Mala to be able to introspect herself! Since Father and Mother went to stay at Mas Ammar's house, too many things have happened to Mother's granddaughter because of Mala. So just let him go! Dhana will bring her home, if she can accept her own daughter." said Dhana who is still very disappointed.

Bu Aini frowned, hearing the words of the son he did not know. Naturally, Dhana did not tell the two because they were still at the house of Ammar who had just recovered from his high blood. His intention to keep everything secret from his father and mother turned out to be unable to. Dhana finally raised his voice, telling all the events that had happened during the two were at Ammar's house.

Dhana told me everything. Starting from the quarrel that afternoon that almost made his hand khilaf slapped Mala and the figure of the sister who appeared, until the quarrel last night. Dhana told me everything without anything being covered again. Dhana's getting sick of it, having to keep everything to herself. Not to complain all complaints of domestic life that is far from good, but to find the best solution.

"Why did you just tell Mom, son? Even Damar was in an accident, you're still covering it up and you're just telling me everything now. When Wulan left the house, even you just told Sadha. If your mom and dad don't come home, maybe something bad will happen to your daughter again!" said the choked Ms. Aini.

The crystal thread from Bu Aini's eye patch fell back, unable to imagine how painful the pain Mala had inflicted on her daughter. Not only a bathin wound, but also a physical wound by whipping his body. Not to mention before that Wulan also had time to go from home to get lost and had to be chased by thugs. Really, Ms. Aini is not strong enough to imagine bad things happening to her beloved granddaughter.

"Dhana's sorry, ma'am. Dhana has no intention of covering it up from Mom and Dad. Dhana just doesn't want to make Mas Ammar sick anymore because he thinks about Dhana's problem. Sorry, Madam. Sorry, Dad." replied the downcast Dhana.

"What about Al? Does he still live in the apartment and join the biker gang?" ask Mr. Aidi who looked over.

The sense of tightness that whack as if given a little gap when hearing Dhana's story about the change in Shahil's attitude. Gratitude was not spared the two middle-aged was said, although not entirely because Aifa'al had not changed as fast as Shahil.

"Still, Dad." replied the lethargic Dhana.

"Then what did you do to the boy named Bima and Zivana, Dhana? Mother is restless if they are getting out of control and want to harm your child." said Bu Aini who wants to know the actions of the son.

"For now Dhana can't act anything, ma'am. There is no evidence either. Actually Dhana is very lazy to deal with the parents of the two children. Both of their parents were great men, Dhana was not strong enough to face them on the path of the law. They will definitely use all means to eliminate their child's mistakes." replied Dhana who rubbed rough on her face.

"Tell me everything to both of you! They can definitely help you and Dad will help you too, son!" said Mr. Aidi.

Dhana let out a long sigh, leaning limply against the sofa while rubbing her face and head roughly. Mala's problems always come in turn, without stopping. Just yesterday the wife whipped Wulan in the hospital toilet and now the wife wants to torture the princess again when she is not home.

Adek..help Mas to solve everything. Dhana murmured in the heart.

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