The Shackles of Love are Lying
Carrying Iza

Najib feels pity, but he wants to see first, what Sheza really wants by taking Iza without telling her first. Didn't he not want his daughter this long.

He tried to leave a little patience so as not to dissolve in the mood to get ruffled.  This chest is tight due to anger that little by little is able to spur blood flow in his veins, boiling reaching the crown.

“ Astaghfirullah al adzim .. “ he said softly while stroking the chest. I could add runyam nich.

“You're just troubling mama. No thanks at all. I bought it, didn't want to eat either. This Mubadzir, quickly Eat! It's delicious, just eat, fussy!”

The words that forced his eardrums to tremble violently.  What demons are ruling Sheza. He used his hands to get into action. He scoops the food like Goddess Durga who is picking a war. Let alone the lust mutmainnah, the lust lawwamah was reluctant to say hello in the heart that has now been overcome by resentment and frustration.

The hand moved loosely, as it was about to take the rice in front of him with the small spoon Iza had just released. It makes a very loud, and noisy sound. Don't blame the plate dwellers for running out of the arena. Spill dech .... Then Sheza tried to bribe him harshly.

Who likes to be treated in such a way, Iza was rebellious not to eat it even now crying in fear.

Seeing that instead of him realizing his mistake even his anger was overflowing.

“Eat!”

Najib's chest was very burnt, he appeared immediately.

“Assalamualaikum ..” he said calmly. As much as possible, do not let his anger out.

Realizing that, Sheza soon changed the way she was bribed. He put on a gentle face with a sweet smile as he approached Iza, in order for her to eat the food she had already painstakingly bought.

“Eat, Son!”

Iza's still scared.  But he was willing to welcome it even if forced.

“Papa ..” Iza immediately ran towards Najib.

The hero who was always there for him, has now come. The whole day faced Sheza's mama who was always angry, making her afraid and appetite lost

Najib grabbed the small body in his arms. She stroked him gently and also rubbed her still-remaining visible tears.

“Why cry, will the beauty disappear you know? Let's eat!” Najib tried to persuade Iza

He shook his head.

“Ngak.mau. I don't like it. Not like mama Aina's cooking.”

Oops ...

It definitely made Sheza's heart go coo. She has been struggling for repairs, her daughter still calls another woman, a woman she deeply despises and is now a rival in gaining her husband's attention.

He spontaneously expressed his frustration. “You're mama's daughter or not?”

Hiks .. hiks .. hiks. Iza was crying again. He hid his face in his arms.

“Sheza, lower your voice!”

It was not that Sheza realized her mistake, instead she was getting more upset and angry.

“Why brother always defend him. The end is getting spoiled. I must always follow his wishes.  It has to be like that, don't know what? if I'm tired. Know!”

“Siang earlier he had asked for a plucked egg, I made but did not eat. Then the sorenya ask soto already I bought do not want to eat too. What is my fault? Am I tired, right? He tortured me all day. Ask for it but none of it eats. Later I will not feed him.”

“He doesn't appreciate my efforts at all.”

Najib could only stroke his wife's train-like scolding chest, with no pause at all and gentleness, giving her the reawakened emotions she had tried so hard to stop. Just tried to eat, already complaining. Not the others.

Come to think of it, today Sheza is better, although the way is still far from normal. Want to make a flattering, want to buy vegetables that his daughter asked for. I want to give him an award. Than yesterday - yesterday who would not pay attention to his daughter at all. Go home in the morning with a little bit of frustration. And the worse the frustration that he put on Iza who did not know anything. Until not infrequently Najib get a blue streak in his small hand. Though his daughter just wants to get time to just indulge.

“Iza, Princess Sholihah Papa. If you do not eat, mubadzir dong. Not to mention later if Iza is sick.”

“No need for that food. Not delicious. No curry.”

“Terus Iza want what?”

“We go home to Papa's apartment, yes ..” He looked at Najib with great pleasure. Makes him powerless not to approve his wishes. He also nodded.

Sheza's face pinched instantly. Didn't expect to get a rejection from her daughter so severely. His efforts to bring Iza home, as if in vain. His only hope right now was the man sitting next to him.

“Sister, can't I be with my daughter?”

Najib took a deep breath. It was hard to answer Sheza's question. Although Sheza has shown concern, but the way is still wrong, making him unable to release Iza.

“Not today. Maybe another time. I'll persuade Iza first. Inadvertently, you hurt his soul. It takes time to heal. Prepare yourself to be a real Mama for Iza. Sincere in loving him. No more connecting with your past. He can definitely forgive you.”

Sheza quiet. He was sad. He realized, so far many hurt his daughter both physical and psychic.

“Alright, Brother. I'm willing to come with you right now.”

“Still, Dik. I promise, one day he will definitely come back to you without you forcibly.”

“Papa, let's go!” Instantly they both woke up. Najib rubbed his hair violently and smiled broadly.

“Can we go. But on one condition. Kiss Mama's cheeks!”

He looked pouted and threw away his face. Not to fulfill that request. But Najib is not out of his mind.

“Don't kiss mama, don't go. Kiss mama, we're leaving. Choose where?”

He glared at Najib, seemingly annoyed. Then he sagged, down from the sling.

“Iya .. yes dech.” He approached Sheza who was still sitting down looking down miserably.

“Ma, I'm coming with Papa yeah .... I'm sorry that today upset Mama."

Sheza. There was a sigh of regret when he saw the innocent face of his daughter. He shouldn't have behaved like that. To the point that he prefers others over himself. He immediately grabbed the tiny body and sat in his lap. Then kissed her daughter very deeply and gently. Who immediately got a reply Iza, in accordance with the request of Papa Najib so that he could immediately go from a place he considered hell. Then he immediately came down from his lap with a smile.

“Already, Pa. Let's go.” He drew Najib's hand with a happy face, without the burden of sin.

Najib immediately got up following his daughter's little foot step.

“ Brother, can Brother not forgive me?”

“ I need time, Sheza.”

Najib grabbed Iza's body in his arms, stepping surely away from Sheza without looking back.

Sometimes Najib feels guilty for everything that befalls his daughter for the treatment of his mother who is like a stepmother or more. He often relented in accompanying Iza, although he could not every day because he was busy with his work which was very, very time-consuming. She was grateful to be able to find a woman as good as Aina who could instantly make her daughter fall in love.

He looked at the woman who was now seen pacing beside his car.

“Iza, Mom kangen ..”