Village Girl With a Million Dreams
Chapter 65 (Pity )

This morning Rama could not think clearly, his heart was wounded. Even the entire house was affected by his anger.

At breakfast, a waiter stumbles and drops a glass from the table. Rama went straight up and cursed with inappropriate words.

Mamih felt strange about her husband's excessive behavior just because of a glass. His attitude from yesterday was no good. Restless and more silent.

“Is Dad okay?” Mamih had stood hugging and calming the man who had been the place for shelter.

Rama leaned his head on the chair, it felt like he could no longer hide the actions of Malik alone. Rama drew his wife's hand, led her to sit down and listen to what Rama would say.

This man if this is how it feels to scare me and want to run away. I hope this is not the bad news he will tell you. Inner Mamih

“Did you contact Malik lately?”Staring at the netra of his wife who is still beautiful despite being consumed by age.

“What happened to my son? Was he in an accident? He's okay, right?” Mamih looks sad to imagine what happened to her son.

“You are, do not watch too many movies are not of high quality. Your brain so like drama content” Rama is always happy to tease his wife. They were like a teenage couple who were in love. Mamih is a manyun because she feels insinuated and makes Rama smile.

“This time Malik did a stupid thing that he would regret for his whole life” Rama thrust out a tablet containing the video of Malik and Ayu.

Mamih was surprised not to play. He silenced his mouth with both hands, but strangely tucked away a smile of happiness.

“You're not sane? Why are you smiling?” Rama stood up, not believing the reaction Mamih showed.

“What am I wrong” Mamih stands and goes to the waist. Still smiling triumphantly.

Rama ruffled his hair, he thought his wife would cry hysterically after seeing the deeds of the child he had always been proud of.

“See what your son is doing. Why can you still smile!” Rama landed his body on the sofa.

“I think my son has been unwell all along. I think she likes men” Mamih is already sitting embracing her husband's arm.

“You mean he's Homo?” Rama smiled a little. Turns out his wife is always potent as a cure for his heartbreak.

“Yes, I'm so happy he's still sane. Turns out my son is still normal.” Mamih held tightly to her husband's hand. His smile adorned his face.

This time Rama could not invite his wife to worry about the same thing with him. It was heartless after seeing the happiness that emanated from the beautiful face of the woman who always accompanied him in his joys and sorrows.

“Let's go to Malik's apartment. I want to congratulate him.” Mama ran straight to the room. He is self-serving because his heart is so happy.

“Pres.... Pras!” Rama is still confused as to what to do this time. Facing juvenile delinquency never crossed his mind.

“Iya Sir. It just so happens that there is a new development about the boss Malik” Pras sliding slide by slide the photos that Ed sent him.

“Who are they? Why did they meet Malik in his apartment?” Rama was worried. However, he had to protect his child.

“Aldo picked them up. He lives in the same village as Ayu. There is a high chance they are the parents of Ayu Tuan.” Pras as much as possible beautify his words so that Rama is not too surprised.

“Moreover what Malik thinks. Why is he so sloppy.” Rama stood up to grab his jacket. She was wearing a scarf around her neck because she's been unwell lately.

Not long his wife also appeared neat with a simple makeup that always liked her husband. They walked hand in hand, still clearly gurat happiness on Mamih's face.

“It looks like we will today meet the candidate besan kita”. Rama smiled.

“What?” Mamih hit her husband's arm slowly. She was happy because there was no rejection from her husband about her son's relationship.

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“Pak, Mom. There's something I want to talk about. But earlier I was sorry.” Malik was downcast, unable to look into the eyes of Ayu's two parents.

“What's up?” Lia smiled in surprise at Malik's very serious attitude. Hadi was just silent.

“I am very sorry Sir. Can't keep Ayu well” Malik's hands start to sweat. Resisting the fear that almost filled his mind.

“Do not go round and round. Tell it right. What do you regret? Ayu is fine, isn't she?” Looking at Ayu who was standing in the kitchen.

“What are you guys doing?” Hadi was very worried about the answer that would come from Malik's mouth.

Lia was just crying grabbing the hand of her daughter who was kneeling before her. Adam and Sarah could not bear to see Malik so broken. Never once did they see Malik as weak as that. He is always visible and dignified in all circumstances. But this time they saw how weak his best friend was.

“I have done indecent deeds to Ayu and desecrated her.” Malik's hands were shaking violently.

Plakkkkp....

Hadi hit Malik. He cannot control his emotions. Hearing that his daughter had been snatched away by her chastity made her go up in black.

Malik's lips were slightly bleeding. Malik fell to his knees but fell to his knees again not moving. Whatever happens, Malik will face it.

“You naughty girl, what have you done. You're making hell savings for me?” Hadi stared intently at Ayu.

Ayu just shook her head. Trying to grab the Father's hand, but in the field and in the rough. Ayu grew hysterical seeing the Father so angry at her.

“Please not wrong Sir. It's all my fault” Malik can't bear to see Ayu so hurt.

“Since when did you dare to break your religious law? Do you have your own paradise? Can you stand alone without God's help? To the extent that your sins are committed?. Answer it! Don't just cry!” I don't know what possessed Hadi.

He was no longer able to think clearly.

Ayu was so hurt that she saw him angry and rejected his hand. He would always be warm to her.

“I'm sorry Mr.” Saying vaguely because crying is so hard.

Suddenly Hadi stood up, dragging Ayu's body.

“Please sir, don't hurt Ayu Pak. It's all my fault, sir.” Malik restrained the Father's feet, but his steps did not falter.

“Please sir, I'm sorry Ayu this time sir. He's still a teenager sir!” Lia tried to beg for mercy for her daughter's mistake.

“Silent all of you. Don't interfere” Hadi even stared intently at everyone in the room.

Hadi dragged Ayu's body, put it in the bathroom he had locked and flushed Ayu's body with running water. Hadi rubs the rough head, hands and feet of Ayu with soap.

Ayu did not dare to complain even though his hands were in some parts scuffed because of the sharp nails of the Father. He just cried feeling guilty. To make my father and mother take sins because of their actions.

“Yes Allah, forgive my son's sins. He's crossed the line. He committed a great sin that you hate God!” Mr. sniffling.

Her body was lunglai next to Ayu. Their bodies are soaked. Only tears could be heard between the two.

“Pak, open Sir. Please forgive Ayu Sir. Open Sir.. please Pak” Lia sitting limp behind the bathroom door. Preventing anyone from going inside, she knew that her husband would not hurt her favorite child.

Whatever he did was just a form of kaih unfortunately as a parent. No parent can hate their child, even if they make a big mistake. The love of parents always accompanies them.

“Sorry to me Bu.” Malik was still holding Lia's hand tightly, sitting behind the bathroom door waiting for it to open.

Rama and Mamih Ajeng heard all their conversations. There was pride because her son was an adult. Bravely confessing his actions before Ayu's parents.

Rama pulls his wife's arm, trying to prevent her from interfering with his son's affairs too far. Trying to let Malik solve his problem alone.

“Your son is an adult. I'm proud that you educated her so well.” Rama kissed his wife's forehead who was still in shock to see Ayu dragged into the bathroom.

During this time Rama did not pay attention to the growth of Malik. The time is so much with endless office work.

He was unaware of having a very mature son in making every decision. Rama was even surprised by the maturity Malik showed.

All this time all he did was fight with his only son because of the difference in understanding.

No one wants to give up. Though his attitude and nature formed because imitating the actions of his father.