The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 54 ~ Dhana's Decision

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Prangs!

Make up equipment that was originally neatly arranged in place, is now scattered to fill the floor of the apartment room owned by the husband. Emotions are increasingly stirring, making it lose control to be able to stay still there.

"If the boy hadn't been around, I might still be living in that house! Because of him, I was expelled by my father-in-law! Because of him too, until this moment Mas Dhana does not want to talk to me! I hate that kid!!! I hate!!!"

Mala rubbed rough her wet face, a clear grain of annoyance coupled with a deepening hatred for her daughter.

Ting Nong's...

The sound of the bell of the apartment room which is now the place of shelter immediately rang. Mala gasps, regulates irregular breathing due to emotions, rubs clear lips while repairing a messy face and hair. Mala moved, approaching the main door to see who was approaching her.

Chequek!

A friendly smile typical of a waitress apartment, welcoming the arrival of one of the occupants of the apartment room that has not visited for a long time. Mala also commented on the smile, brushed off the annoyance and anger in the chest.

"Excuse me Mrs Dhana.. Can I help you? Considering you just occupied this apartment room again, I thought that you needed something, Madam." said waitress with a friendly smile to the mistress of the room.

"I think I really need something. Please bring me food and drinks for lunch, Ma'am." said Mala who was no less friendly to the waitress.

"All right then, ma'am. I'll come back and bring you your order." waitress said, bowing her head.

Mala nodded, smiling kindly as usual until now still remains the same. The friendly attitude inside seemed to be covered by a strong unreasonable hatred for his daughter, making Mala badly seen as a mother.

Mala moved, closing the door of the room tightly back from the inside. Unaware of the existence of a person not far from his room, pulling both corners of his lips to paint a thin grin, bringing his body out of the hiding place from earlier.

"It turns out you're here! Okay, Mala! I'll give you some time to rest for a while! I see your appearance is very messed up today! It seems like she was fighting with her husband! The further the woman is from her family, the easier it will be for me to! Hahaha.wait for a surprise from me, Mala!"

The figure then moved, walking through Mala's tightly closed room.

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"What's Wulan's condition, Dhana?"

Dhana was sitting dumbstruck, his gaze blankly towards the front, making Ammar and Sadha who were looking confused. Half an hour ago the spirit of the younger brother left after saying something important to the three, keeping Dhana silent, silenced by a thousand languages.

"Dhana... Mas and Sadha knew everything from the children. That's why we came, and wanted to hear the story directly from you. Mas also did not expect, if Adek came to visit you. We're in shock too, Dhana! Please speak!" said Ammar who gently stroked the twin sister's shoulder.

"Sorry, Mas. Dhana still can't believe that Adek came to see us like that simultaneously. Wulan was fine and currently Wulan was together with Mom in her room. Dhana was silent because of that, Mas. But because of the thought of Adek's words that Dhana could not understand about Mala." replied Dhana who saw the two.

"Actually Mas also thinks the same as you, Dhana. I still don't know what Adek means. Why did Adek say that to you?" ammar glanced at Sadha.

"But according to Sadha ya, Mas. It is better for Dhana to focus on Wulan alone first than to take care of the woman! Sadha really did not expect that Mala could whip her own daughter! You have to be strict with your wife, Dhana! Don't let something like this happen again! Poor Wulan!" timpal Sadha looking at Ammar and Dhana.

Dhana sighed violently, very understanding with the intention of the middle mas who is currently worrying about the condition of his daughter.

"If Mala continues like this, you better part with that woman, Dhana!" exclaimed Sadha who looked annoyed, sitting leaning back.

Ammar and Dhana were flabbergasted, not believing Sadha's words that were thrown away because of the irritating effect, making him think short. If only Sadha had become Dhana, Mala would have been a widow by this time.

"Astagfirullahalazim Mas, don't talk like that! Not good, Mom! Dhana is disappointed with Mala's current attitude, but that does not mean divorce is the way out of all the problems that occur, Mas. Dhana believes that Mala just needs time. During this time, Dhana was also wrong for being too hard on Mala and continued to demand her to accept Wulan." replied Dhana who gasped at Sadha's suggestion.

The plot!

"Kh!!! What are you, Sadha? Your sister was in big trouble and was even told to divorce! You should be more mature and give good advice, not like someone who has no other way out!!!" sudang Ammar as he pulled Sadha's head.

"Sadha's upset, Mas! Sadha could not accept seeing Wulan suffer from her mother's hatred! What kind of mother is she? Be able to whip and torture his own son!" said Sadha, angry.

"But that's not how good it is!!! Dhana must have another way to deal with this. Our job is only to support and give good advice, not to plunge." replied Ammar who stared at the heart of his sister.

Sadha snorted in annoyance, rubbing the rough face that turned the other way for a moment. While Ammar who saw the attitude of his middle sister could only shake his head.

"Dhana tau Mas Sadha was upset, Dhana was as upset as Mas Sadha was even more! But even so, Mala is still Dhana's wife, Mas! She is also the mother of Damar and Wulan! Maybe what Adek said before leaving is true, if Dhana should be more patient and not force the will for Mala to change" said Dhana who tried to convince Sadha.

"Well if that's your decision, Dhana!!! You can only give advice and support so that you do not feel stressed in dealing with this problem alone. What about the boy named Bima and Zivana? Didn't you report this to the police? It's been criminal and Damar's been fucked!" replied Sadha who relented with her sister.

Dhana sighed harshly again, considering who Zivana really was, making her unable to tell the princess's bullying problem to Kinan who was Zivana's mother, despite her only mother-to-be status, but as a mother figure Kinan would definitely be very sad and disappointed in his daughter.

"There's no evidence, Mom. Damar was fine after all, and there were no serious injuries. But the problem of bullying and accidents that have occurred, Dhana will still talk to the school. They are more deserving of action because this incident happened inside the school." replied Dhana who did not want to deal further, if this matter was brought to the Police.

"As the principal and the owner of the school, they are not strict, Dhana!!! Children themselves are not educated and love bullying others!!! And how could a student who had not been to class many times still be nurtured! What was worse, it turned out that he was the head of that motorcycle gang!!! The school owner should act decisively!" tukas Sadha is still emotional.

Again Sadha who was carried away by emotions, remembering the story of the twin sons, made him not to think that the son had also been involved with the motorcycle gang, although now the son was aware, he was aware, but Sadha's concerns are still there because her nephew is still joining the rogue motorcycle gang.

Not much different from Ammar, considering that the youngest son is still involved in the delinquent motorcycle gang, making the tightness in the chest more open. The story of the eldest son really made him frustrated and not calm.

"Don't think too much, Mom. Dhana is convinced that Al can take care of him. Al is not a bad boy, he is just upset and disappointed by the circumstances. Al will definitely change, just as Shahil changed without us expecting." Dhana said as she grabbed Ammar's hand and calmed him down.

Ammar just nodded, although it felt heavy he also did not want to burden the sister with the problem of his son. With all her heart and strength, Ammar convinced her sister to focus on her current family problems.

"Then what are your plans now Dhana?" ask Ammar who switched the conversation.

"Dhana will use his own way, Mas. Hopefully this way, Mala can be destroyed." replied Dhana who saw both.

Ammar and Sadha nodded, believing in whatever way his sister would do to his wife because after all only Dhana was entitled to Mala.

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"Omm... How's adek?"

Damar came out of the room, approached the oma who had just come out also from Wulan's room. Ms. Aini turned her head, commenting on the knotty smile that calmed the hearts of anyone who now saw her.

"Your sister is sleeping, baby. Oma had just finished treating the wound on your sister's back." replied Ms. Aini as she grabbed the grandson's shoulder.

Bu Aini sighed a little rough, could not bear to see the granddaughter who was still shrouded in regret because of the departure of the mother.

"Tomorrow you'll have a test, won't you? So don't mess out just yet, honey. You better take a shower and rest so that your mind is calm to face the test tomorrow morning. Go for the fresh air tomorrow, baby." said Ms. Aini who convinced Damar.

"Good, Oma. If Adek is sleeping, Damar can not do anything like it." replied Damar who was lethargic bin drowning.

Damar moved, took a limp step towards the room, making Bu Aini smile bitterly, not bear to see the state of the grandson. After Damar entered, Ms. Aini left, went down to the ground floor to meet her husband.

"Mother..."

Bu Aini turned his head, looking at the source of the voice that called out to him from the direction of Dhana's room. A smile rose, seeing his two sons coming.

"When are you here? ask Ms. Aini.

"Since then, Mom. Ammar and Sadha came after hearing all the children's stories that happened. We have come to strengthen Dhana, ma'am." replied Ammar, smiling.

"Your sister is in need of encouragement, son." said Bu Aini who looked at Dhana.

Dhana smiles in a knot, bowing in disdain as everyone becomes troubled by her increasingly complicated little family problems.

"Mothers... Dhana to send Damar and Wulan for a moment. Dhana wants to follow Mala to the apartment." said Dhana who looks neat.

"Bring your wife back, baby." replied the sparkling Ms. Aini, glad that the son could be this mature and calm.

"It's not Dhana's destination, ma'am. It would be better if Mala was there for the next week so that the children could focus on the exam. After their exams are over, Dhana promises to bring Mala back to this house" replied Dhana who tried to convince the mother.

Bu Aini sighed, trying to understand the condition of the heart of the son who had not recovered from the disappointment of his wife's attitude.

"Alright, but you're careful" said Bu Aini, resigned to the decision of the youngest son.

Dhana smiles, grabs the mother's hand to kiss her before leaving, shakes the second hand of her mas still there. After that Dhana left, moving quickly to follow the wife to the apartment.

"Then Ammar and Sadha went home, too, Mom. Don't be so stressed!!! Ammar does not want Mom to get sick because of this problem" said Ammar who shone his hands.

"Yes, Honey. You guys be careful." replied Ms. Aini.

"Greetings to Dad yes, Mom." - timpal Sadha.

Bu Aini nodded, stroking the head of the son who alternately endured it. After saying goodbye, the two left, going home to each other.

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Ting Nong's...

The sound of the apartment doorbell rang again, making Mala who frowned in wonder after coming out of the bathroom.

"Who else is that? Just bother me!"

Mala clucked in annoyance, scooping a towel that rolled around on her head, covering her wet hair after shampooing. Carrying her feet towards the door, she still wore a white bathrobe that wrapped her slender body, making her look beautiful and sexy.

Chequek!

The apartment door opened, making Mala gasp when she found her husband standing in front of the door with a smile.

"You want to come here, Mom?" mala asked coldly, still upset with the husband who had been quieting himself for days.

Dhana flinched, staring at the appearance of the wife who looked different from the bathrobe on her body. Appearance that he has not been able to enjoy since the attitude of the wife changed. Miss, Dhana misses his wife very much.

Mala clucked, seeing the silent husband looking at her like that. Mala jengah then chose to enter regardless of her husband.

Grep's!

Mala gasped, finding Dhana holding her from behind, immersing her face in the niche of the wife's very fragrant neck. Mala bristled, the hair of the originally sleeping lambs now stood up, making her heart beat fast.

"I'm sorry, honey. I'm too hard on you. I'm sorry!" dhana said, her voice was raucous, hugging the wife tightly like this made her desire appear.

Mala increasingly bristling, resentment in his heart as if flying, the brain still thinks clearly but not with the body that receives every intimate treatment of the husband. Mala could not deny, her body desperately needed the warm caress of the husband.

Emotions that burst forth as if swapping positions with a fog of heightened passion. Dhana grabbed the wife's shoulder, turned it until now they faced each other, kicked the door that was still open until now tightly closed. The gaze of the two locked, trying to brush off the shadow of the problem that came in turn.

The cup!

A brief kiss landed on the wife's thin lips, making the crystal circle flow without permission on her beautiful face. Dhana rubbed those tears, understanding the current situation that was very inappropriate for them. But the roar of Dhana's breath describes everything, unable to withstand something that has long not channeled.

"I miss you so much, my wife!"

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