The Naughty Disciple Trap
Papahs ...

"Hello Pah, what's wrong? Tumben called me at this hour?" ask Arta who just got out of the classroom. He was astonished to see who was calling at school, because the Papah never bothers him during class. If it is important, he will send a message. Especially today still in the exam.

"Sorry Papah is bothering you. In class or out, son?" ask Papah in a slightly different voice. Sounds heavy and hoarse. Arta listened quite understanding of the unusual situation.

"Already outside, Arta just finished working on Pah. What was? Are there any obstacles in the flight?" asked Arta curiously.

"Look, Papah has been contacting your Mom since but it's been hard. Maybe your mom is busy to not pay attention to her phone. Papah just wanted to tell your Mamah to follow Papah to the residence of Mr. Danuaji."

"Sir Danuaji, that's not the name of Shayu's Papah. Yeah, no mistake anymore. That's my future-in-law's name."

"Hello Arta! Are you still there?"

"Oh yes Pah. What's wrong with him Pah. Why did Mom have to come there?"

"There is sad news Nak, happened to Papah met him in Singapore. He was alone without anyone there. His son was not there, and he had an obstruction during the operation."

"So his son doesn't know anything about the condition of his Papah, Pah?"

"Yes son, but we have brought him home and are now being taken care of by his iron family. Papah went to his house to help him. Papah, ask for help, please convey Papah's message!"

"Okay, Pah" replied Arta and soon the call was turned off. He was silent with many thoughts filling his brain. Quite awkward, when the parents are sick especially it's a single parent but Shayu looks like nothing happened and looks ordinary taking the exam. Not even a look of sadness.

Danuaji has undergone surgery alone. Arta thought hard until her serious face turned mysterious. He knows what he's going to do now. Trying to get Shayu to open her eyes if she has been cheated. More precisely being lied to by a man he thought meant something.

Arta looked at Shayu with an ignorant heart. There was pain when he saw the girl he loved crying and was disappointed to have been left with such a futile hope.

Shayu ran over and looked at who the ambulance took to his house. He looked devastated when he saw the face of the Papah was pale and almost blue. Really, Shayu's world suddenly fell apart so that he seemed no longer strong on foot.

Shayu hugged the lifeless body. He cried bitterly asking the Papah to come back alive.

"Wake up, Dad! Don't leave Shayu Pah! Wake up! Shayu doesn't want to be alone, Pah! Hix... Hix... Why did Papah leave? Shayu promise not to be naughty anymore, Pah. Hix... Hix... Wake up!"

Satria who had just helped lower her father-in-law's body and lay down in the middle of the living room immediately embraced the crying wife roaring. However, Satria had not yet touched Shayu, the girl had already highlighted her with a sharp look.

"What's wrong with my Papah? What happened to my Papah? Can my Papah die, Mommy? Why?" Shayu rebelled by hitting Satria's chest as the man forced her to embrace him. Even Shayu's emotions ran out of control until the girl was unconscious.

"I'm sorry, honey. It wasn't my intention to hide it from you, but I was forced. I beg you not to be angry" whispered Satria, clutching the wife's body. Repeatedly he kissed his wife's forehead with a face no less sad.

Luckily Satria had prepared her heart if the news came and bad things happened to Papah-in-law. His thoughts at this time were Shayu who would definitely fall if he heard the news.

Sure enough, the condition of the wife to limp to hear the news of grief that came suddenly. Satria lifted the wife's body into the room so that she could rest and calm her mind.

The atmosphere of the house was suddenly crowded, the visitors had started to arrive. Start coworkers, relatives, teacher friends and neighbors. Not to forget also the three friends of Shayu who looked worried and anxious about the state of his best friend.

"Mas, why is this? Was Papah Shayu sick before?" ask Cakra who intercepted his steps when he wanted to get out of the house. Satria wants to meet someone she suspects is bringing Shayu home. Though he had planned to pick up after delivering his body-in-law to the house. Giving understanding so that Shayu is not too surprised. However, he lost the start with that guy.

"Hmmm... Ask Arita to accompany Shayu so that she is not alone in the room!" said Satria with a flat face.

"Okay," replied Cakra. He knew his brother's mood was not okay. Looks sad and emotional, so Cakra did not dare to ask much. He soon approaches Arita and asks her to go up to Shayu's room.

"What do you want? Do you want to make a fortune from this precarious situation? We are grieving not playing a role. You should be position conscious, and don't interfere with our problems!" said firmly Satria with a sharp look Arta who had been silent on the terrace of the house that began to crowded guests.

Both of them pulled over for a moment because they did not want anyone to be aware of the conversation that contained a debate. Arta smiled wryly, she was quite good at reading the situation.

"I feel quite sorry for Shayu, married to a man who either loved her or didn't. You should have done what I did. As a child Shayu should know what happened to her Papah. Not even being lied to and having to know after the Papa left. What a pity my ex-boyfriend. If you can't be happy, let go! Let Shayu be with me who clearly loves her."

Satria shone so sharply. He did not accept what Arta said. Both of his hands were clenched firmly with such a sinister face. Satria was obviously angry with Arta who seemed to challenge.

"Don't be mad, Mr. Satria, you dug your own grave!"

"You!" Satria had already stepped up about to hit Arta's face but suddenly the sound of Cakra made her stop her movement. What else was the name of the wife brought. It definitely made Satria not calm down.

"Mas, please it's Shayu back hysterical and unconscious again."

Satria let out a heavy sigh, the hand that had been clenched to hit Arta was now scooping roughly on his own face. He walked into the house to meet his wife. Leaving behind Cakra and Arta who were staring at each other full of emotion with eyebrows swooping in.

"Don't try you're trying to separate them, because if that happens. You're dealing with me!"

"You think I'm scared?"

"Yes Ndak sich," Cakra replied by scratching his nape.