The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 74 ~ Keeps Rejecting

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"Ck! Where the hell is Bima going? Since yesterday his phone has been inactive and hard to contact!"

The twilight sky began to greet warmly, carrying a breeze, blowing more and more melodious, adding an atmosphere that is not too hot and not too cold for the figure of a beautiful girl and white with brownish-black decomposition who was stirring. Standing on the balcony of his spacious room, strongly pressed the mobile phone screen in annoyance at someone who had not picked up the phone from him since yesterday afternoon.

"Australia! Where the hell are you? Why don't you pick up my phone, huh? I am tired of living! Want me to chop you up like beef! Watch out later!"

The beautiful and white girl with brownish black unravelling which is none other than Zivana continues to rumble, looking at the photo of Bima who never heard. Bad mood for not getting the mother's permission for the holidays during school holidays, making her more bad mood, angry and look sour. There was no smile on his face, but only annoyance.

"Davana..."

The beautiful girl turned her head, catching the presence of the mother who walked into the room, approaching her with a thin but soothing smile.

Zivana turned a sour face, folded both hands in front of the chest, preferring to look at the sky with orange ink scratches rather than looking at the mother, singing her lips in annoyance.

"You're still upset about Mother?" kinan said as she stroked the princess' head.

"Bad mother! Papa too! Papa went abroad but didn't say goodbye to Zivana! And Mother, do not have a holiday! Zivana's bored, Mother! Zivana's bored!!!" zivana said indignantly, venting the annoyance that lingers in the chest.

Kinan sighed heavily, stroking the princess' back, calming her down so as not to get angry anymore.

"Mother will let you go on vacation wherever you want, dear. As long as you want to follow the requirements that Mother gives. That's all it is!" said Kinan who was trying to throw away emotions.

"Ck! The requirements that Mother gave it would never Zivana do! How could Zivana have gone to the mute's house, and apologized in person in front of her family! It's never gonna happen, Mother!" serkas Zivana, angry.

"Mother doesn't force you, Zivana! And you, also must not force Mother! If you are still tight with your stance, then do not blame Mother if Mother will follow the stance of Mother and forbid you from leaving this house!!! As long as the word sorry does not come out of your mouth, then never expect to be able to get out of the house and go have fun! You remember that!" said an angry Kinan.

Kinan moved, taking a quick step out of the princess' room before anger got under his control, leaving the step-daughter grunting angrily on the balcony of the room, staring at the mother's back who had already come out of her room.

"Aaaarrrggghhhhh!!! All of this is because of that damn mute!!! Your presence in this world is only troublesome for people's lives!!! Just watch out, Lan! I'll never let you live quietly, forever!"

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"So faint, Damar!"

Damar looked perfectly up, trying to turn his head, wanted to see the sister who was completely unconscious.

"Gluck! Up, Deck! Adek wake!"

Aifa'al cupped Wulan's pale face, giving her the warmth she had, hoping that she would regain consciousness.

"Get up, Deck! Don't be like this!" said Damar who tried to turn his face, but could not.

"It looks like Adek passed out from the cold, Damar. Moist clothes. We have to keep her warm." said Aifa'al who clasped the sister's hand.

"Better to continue opening this padlock first, Mas. After that, we just try to resuscitate Adek." replied Damar who was stuck, holding back the fear if something happened to his sister.

Aifa'al let out a rough sigh, moving quickly after slowly laying down the sister's head on Damar's back, continuing the action to open the lock from the chain.

"How Mas?" ask Damar who can't wait any longer.

"It's so hard, Damar! Mas is not an expert in opening padlocks with hair clips! Have patience a little!" replied Aifa'al who was trying hard.

Damar let out a heavy sigh, turned his head for a moment backwards, making sure the still unconscious Wulan from his stupor, made Damar even more unsettled.

"Give Damar that clasp, Mas!" yelled Damar who suddenly raucous.

Aifa'al looked up, looking at Damar with a frown on his forehead astonished effect.

"Can you open it?" ask Aifa'al.

"Hopefully, Mom!" answer Damar.

Aifa'al who hesitated nodded, giving Wulan's hairpin and padlock to Damar.

Clamps!

It didn't take long, the padlock was finally open. Invited a relieved smile at both corners of the two men's lips.

"You're great, Damar!" exclamation Aifa'al.

Damar smiled in relief, slowly opening the padlock, which was aided by his cousin, breaking away from the chains that were shackled. Aifa'al gasped, catching Wulan's body that was almost hit by the floor, drooping weakly when Damar was about to move, forgetting that his sister was leaning on his back, making Damar immediately crouch, grab Wulan's body and hold it.

"Sad... Up, Deck! Don't be like this! Don't make Mas anxious, Dek! Up, Deck! Wake, Honey!"

Damar raved, gently stroking the faint pale face of the younger brother, hugging the tiny body tightly, fishing for the crystal feathers from the clear well that he had been struggling to endure since yesterday.

Aifa'al let out a rough, hard heart as if he could not bear to see the falling tears, making his heart suddenly knock, along with feeling what Damar felt. Aifa'al moved, opened Levi's jacket wrapped in his body, crouched back in front of Damar who was holding Wulan's body.

"Put this jacket on him!"

Damar looked up, saw the thread of his cousin's jacket in front of him, reviewed a thin but sincere smile, very different from the usual Aifa'al.

"Yes..."

"But how's Mas Al?"

"Mas is fine! What matters now is the safety of our sister!"

"But Mas..."

"Don't think much more, Damar! Take off the wet clothes, then you put on this jacket so that the body is warm again. That way, Adek will be aware of his stupor!" said Aifa'al smiling, giving Levi's jacket to Damar.

Damar smiled bitterly, feeling very sure if his guess was not wrong, the cousin slowly began to change.

"Thank you!"

Aifa'al simply nodded, commenting on a thin smile meaningfully, brushed off the sense of haru that suddenly enveloped the heart, throwing a moment's face, letting Damar do his job, changing Wulan's clothes with his Levi's jacket.

"Stay right here! Hug her body and give her warmth! I'll look at that door and look for a crack so we can get out of this place!" aifa'al exclaimed, walking near the iron door.

"We're just doing Mas' crazy plan right now, Mas!" answer Damar, raucous.

The foot that was about to step stopped for a moment, turning the head that was originally fixed on the iron door was now turned towards Damar. The Wulan twin man looked up slowly, staring at the door sharply, drawn by the streak of anger on his huffed face.

"You don't be reckless, Damar!!! That crazy plan I really wanted to do! But no, if Adek's condition is still like that!" cercah Aifa'al who refused the request of his sister.

"But Adek must be taken to the hospital as soon as possible, Mas! Since then Adek was not aware also of the stings! Damar was afraid of Adek why, Mas!" exclaim Damar.

"No Damar! Mas is responsible for maintaining the safety of you and Adek! Mas came here to save you and Adek, not to harm you!" answer Aifa'al.

"But Adek's life is in danger, Mas! Or, intentionally so! Mas deliberately and linger here when the state of Adek like this? Yes Mas?" damar said, angry.

"So, talk to you, Damar! If Mas wants Adek to be wretched, why Mas painstakingly came here looking for you guys huh! What did you come here for? Admit it, I hate Wulan! Mas came here only to prove that Mas was not involved in your abduction and Mas wanted to clear Mas's good name! You remember that!" the irritated Aifa'al.

Damar was speechless, worried about his brother's condition making him emotional, angry at Aifa'al, as if forgetting all Aifa'al's warm actions towards his sister. Damar sighed harshly, controlling a raging heart, looking down was the right way to temper high emotions.

While Aifa'al also gave a rough sigh, clenched his hands firmly, controlling the anger that had filled the heart, bringing the body to approach the iron door after taking the container containing the candle Bima gave a few hours ago.

Why did my heart hurt so much when I saw Wulan faint like this? I couldn't bear to see him cold until he fainted like that. But Damar thinks badly of me. Why did it feel so warm when this hand gently stroked Wulan's face? Is it true that I love him so much?

Aifa'al monologue astonished, looking at the fingers of the fingers that had stroked the face of Wulan gently, as if he was spilling a deep affection on the sister, forgetting for a moment the hatred that had dominated the heart so far.

No, no!!! You have to be consistent, Al! Your goal came here only to save Uncle Dhana's son and clear your name of Mas Ziel's accusation! Focus, Al!!! You must bring them home safely! After that, you no longer need to interfere into their matters! Aifa'al murmured in the heart.

For a moment Aiziel's youngest sister forgot about her hatred for Wulan. But a moment later, the battle between the heart and the mind made him doubt, until the violent mind overcame the softened heart, allowing the hatred to remain, denying the raging heart, he said he loved his brother with all his heart.

***

"How are things inside?"

Time continued to roll, bringing the keeper of the throne day up, giving the next task to the night watchman, making the figure of a sturdy man rushed to the place of confinement of the two twins from the woman he was currently looking for.

Gibran stood firm, like a boss waiting for an answer from his men. Seeing Bima and Bram in turn, asking for an explanation so that there is no mistake in his evil plan.

"I've put a candle in that dark room, sir. In accordance with the request of Mr. Gibran earlier." replied Bima.

"For the situation around here is still safely under control, sir! Me and the Master's bodyguards have surrounded all corners. So you don't have to worry." - Kimpal Bram.

"Good! Your work is satisfactory and keep watch!!! In a moment, we will have a special guest and you all need to get ready! Meanwhile, for you Bima! You better go home now, since your task is done!!! Thank you for helping me in carrying out this plan." Gibran said looking at all his men without letting go of his sunglasses.

"Really Sir? What about the payment you promised me? Can I keep Mr Gibran's promise?" asked Bima who raised her head.

Gibran smiled obliquely, opening the black glasses that covered his shady eyes, looking at Bima with a look of confidence.

"You don't worry, Bima. I will not forget our agreement at the beginning of the plan. I've paid a reliable hacker at your request. Your task now is to sit, waiting for what will happen after this." Gibran said with a meaningful grin.

Bima smiled with satisfaction, his efforts to help Gibran had been paid with something he had intended before.

"alright, Sir. Thank you, and glad to work with you. Then I say go home first. Excuse me.." replied Bima who was not endlessly smiling won.

Gibran nodded, letting Bima walk away from the secret confinement. The sneaky grin did not escape his face which was still fixed on the figure of the proud man of the entire school, making Gibran feel happy.

Bima, Bima, Bima, Bima, it was very easy to fool a boy who was rancid and vengeful like that child. Once hit, two to three enemies are wiped out. Gibran murmured in his heart.

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