The Four Emirs
Ayrton and Direndra

"I'll tell you..." Bagas looked at Ayrton. "I hope that after listening and knowing the real situation, you can think about it again. And if you want to back off, I don't blame."

Ayrton remained waiting for Bagas' explanation.

"Zinnia is not Mariana's son."

Ayrton. "Then whose child?"

"Mariana has an older sister named Mareta. Zinnia is Mareta's son." Sip his drink again. "This is actually the disgrace of the Hadiyanto family but since you seem to be interested in my cousin, then you should know the truth before your family goes into more screening."

"What's going on?" ayrton asked a little impatiently.

"I tell you first, don't cut it." Bagas.

"Mariana had a boyfriend named Indrawan eight years ago and they planned to get married after graduating from ESMOD and Indra graduated from Trisakti University. But after graduation, Mariana got a job offer from boutique home Carolina Herrera who was impressed with her various designs.

Of course Mariana took the opportunity because she desperately wanted to be part designer of a famous boutique house. Go Mariana to Singapore with Indra permission who has worked in a contractor company. The two only met during the weekend and Mariana was getting busy plus she was drawn to fashion week events in New York, Paris and Tokyo.

Without Mariana knowing, Mareta envies her sister's success. Mareta's been working as a teller at my Lebak Bulus branch bank and we all know Mareta always wanted what Mariana had including Indrawan."

Ayrton. In his family there was hardly any such incident except when Oom Mario and Oom Marco were mistaken between Aunt Josephine and Aunt Marissa.

"Mareta traps Indra and claims to be pregnant with Indra's child. Cliches are, but we're not surprised that Mareta did it because she's selfish. Of course our extended family was shocked and Aunt Ayu, Mareta and Mariana's mother was angry and ashamed of Mareta's actions. Mariana was crushed to the point of not expecting her own sister to take her lover."

Ayrton's jaw hardened at Bagas' explanation.

"Eventually the two married with the condition of Mareta's stomach was seven months pregnant because Indra did not want to be responsible for feeling trapped but my Papa could persuade Indra to marry Mareta until the child was born.

Maybe because of karma or something, Mareta gave birth with great difficulty to shock and coma. Indra himself after Zinnia was born directly menalak Mareta."

Ayrton. "Known when his wife was in a coma?" The jerk guy is also the Indrawan.

"Yes, and he unhappily asked Mariana to marry him on the grounds of going to bed to babysit Zinnia because Mareta was no longer serving as a wife."

"Fu**!" Ayrton.

"Yeah, Fu***! I'm depraved, Ay but I'm not that*sat!"

"Mariana received it?" ask Ayrton.

"The fool of my cousin accepted Indra for the sake of Zinnia. But God was kind to Mariana so as not to get stuck with kebeja*tan and do not know the shame of Indra, on the day of the wedding, Indra died in an accident while going to ijab qobul."

"Astaghfirullah's... What about Mareta?"

"A week after Indra died, Mareta followed Indra."

Ayrton rubbed his face rough. "What if Mariana was a semi-widow?"

"Mariana has her own trauma with marriage. Before you, many approached her and always said that she was the widow of one child until the men regressed regularly. So until the age of 29 years, he is still single. I don't know how he could accept Zinnia to be his son. Just so you know, Mariana has adopted officially because the Indrawan family refused to recognize Zinnia as her grandson."

Ayrton. "The human feeling is possible, Gas?"

"Yeah, that. Zinnia was innocent, who sinned both her parents especially Mareta who was very selfish. I am grateful for the upbringing of aunt Ayu and Mariana, Zinnia became a different child from her mother."

Ayrton.

"So, after hearing my story, do you still want to chase after Mariana? Regardless of the age difference and the presence of Zinnia?"

"I had to convince myself and Mariana because there were not only the two of us but also Zinnia, even though I had never met him."

Bagas. "If you're not sure, it's better to back off before you give Mariana more hope."

Ayrton looked at Bagas with a serious face. "We'll see about that."

***

Direndra arrived in the hamlet of Al Shiba in the afternoon with Iqbal driving and of course their arrival made the villagers suspicious.

Looking at the handsome face of Direndra despite already being made shabby with dust and sand on his face all the way with a butut Jeep, made many people remain fascinated with his face. Darendra is grateful he is not a social media junkie so his face is rarely exposed.

"I'm sorry, but we're running out of fuel and our Jeep is in trouble" Iqbal said. Direndra himself has released keffiyeh that covers his face and only leaves his eyes that wear sunglasses.

"We have a little gasoline but you will both be dangerous if you want to continue the journey" said one old man there.

"You're right Abi. It's already dark in part. Sorry sir, is there an inn in this village?" ask Iqbal politely.

"Sorry sir if the inn is not there but there are some empty houses that have been left by the occupants."

The old man showed a house made of clay and stone typical of the Middle East which was not too far away where their Jeep stopped.

"This is home. If you don't like it, I..."

"We're here all right" Iqbal replied quickly.

The old man opened the door of the yellow-brown house.

Darendra saw the interior that is really typical of middle families in Saudi Arabia. For him there is a place to stay is good.

"We while here used to be okay uncle" said Direndra.

"We are very grateful for your kindness, sir..."

"Generic. My granddaughter will bring you food. Poor you both must be tired and hungry."

Direndra and Iqbal looked at each other. "Don't bother Mr. Ammar."

"I don't know the names of you both yet."

"I am Iqbal bin Akbar and this is my nephew Abi bin Akbar."

Iqbal changed their last name from Giandra to Akbar, as Hashim used when he fled to Indonesia.

Giandra's a specific name, prince. We better use the market name.

"Both Mr. Iqbal and Nak Abi. Excuse me first" said Ammar.

After that Iqbal and Direndra put down their duffle bag and began to clean their luggage. Both deliberately choose a bag that is worn even though it is still branded.

"Assalamualaikum" came a feminine voice that made the two turn towards the door. A beautiful girl in a pink dress stood there carrying a tray covered with a saji hood.

Direndra was fascinated to see the face of the girl.

"Wa'alaikum salam" replied Iqbal who nudged the prince's arm.

"Wa. wa'alaikum salam" replied Direndra.

"I brought you two food. Sorry just a simple meal" the girl smiled.

"Thank you" Iqbal said as he received the tray. "Sorry, what's your name, miss?"

"Raana Lamira bint Badawi."

Direndra.

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