Zara For Pramudya
Conversations From Heart to Heart

Jakarta Metro Jaya Police Interrogation Room

Oma Angela stared intently at Tamara who was replying with the same gaze.

"Who would like to be the daughter-in-law of the Hadiyanto family? Dare to be with me... Lest Pramudya be foolish enough to accept you and you succeed in deceiving us all... You're gonna kill me, right?" said Oma Angela.

"Maybe's. If you hinder my happiness and Pramudya mas.." reply Tamara relaxed.

Oma Angela laughed cynically. "It's a good thing my granddaughter inherited her family's intelligence. He will not choose you who are opportunists and psychopaths like you ! Because you are so dangerous ! I hope the judge won't send you to the RSJ... Because you can manipulate the results of psychotes... You're too smart for people who don't know who you really are... "

Tamara clapped despite the slight difficulty as both her hands were handcuffed. "Bravo old granny... Bravo ! Are you too delusional or mostly reading about the killers? Or the... Learning about psychology?"

"As a matter of fact, I did graduate in psychology and majored in clinical. So, isn't it wrong to analyze me?" oma Angela's Smile. The beautiful woman stood up. "See you in court."

Oma Angela walks out the door of the interrogation room that Irjen Randy Hutabarat greeted.

"Lieutenant Arman, escort Polwan Gita and the policewoman Yuni bring suspect Tamara Hamid to her cell. Handcuffs his hands and feet with long chains because he's so dangerous" Randy ordered.

"Ready sir !"

Randy gives his arm to Oma Angela who holds it. The police official also led Hadiyanto family members out of the interrogation room.

"He's a psychopath, Randy's son."

"True Miss Angela. I make sure, Tamara Hamid is in sane condition while committing all these criminal acts" Randy said seriously.

"Will he be accompanied by a lawyer?" ask Oma Angela.

"That's Tamara's right, Ms. Angela but it's clear that Blair and Blair's lawyer's office in Jakarta won't defend her."

Oma Angela nodded in relief.

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Zara Inpatient Room at RS PRC Group Jakarta

Zara looked at the tired face of Pramudya who was engrossed in eating the bento that Juned had brought. I don't know why guilt makes Zara's heart throb. Mr. Pramudya went to Israel to bring Tamara home, and it did not cost a little.

Zara took a long breath. It doesn't cost Martina yet, it costs me... Oh my God, am I a bad woman? I know grandma died it wasn't Mr. Pram's fault... But Mr. Pram seems to take all the responsibilities carried out by Mak Lampir...

"You why Zara?" Pramudya turned to look at Zara who had not been eager to eat her bento. "Do you want any other food? I ordered?"

Zara shook her head and her eyes began to tear up. "Sir Pram..."

Pramudya put down his bento box and rushed over to Zara. "What's wrong? What is sick ? I'll call you Oom Arga?" Pramudya was about to press a button near Zara's bed but the girl's hand prevented it.

"No sir... L am... " Zara turned her face trying not to let her tears fall. "I didn't... "

"Are you okay?" pramudya asked confusedly. "Tell me. You why?"

Zara looked at Pramudya with a guilty face. "I'm sorry sir... I've cursed you when it's much more painful and sad because I accuse you of being the cause of Grandma's death..."

"It's okay Zara... You have the right to do so because you do not know the truth." replied Pramudya softly.

"Father has run out a lot for me, Martina even went all the way to Israel to catch the snake woman..." Zara's tears fell down her cheeks.

Collapse was Pramudya's defense that immediately embraced Zara tightly. "I want to redeem Zara... I feel guilty because I'm the one who dragged you into my drama. Even I indirectly caused the death of Grandma Aisyah, you and Martina have to accept the consequences of yesterday's accident... I feel guilty for making you lose one ovary .." isak Pramudya. "You don't know how I feel, Zara..."

"Sir Pram..."

"I'm a sinner to you, Zara... Grandma Ayesha, Martina..."

"Pak Pram's... It is not wrong, Mr. Pram, "said Zara while rubbing Pramudya soft back.

"It's my fault..."

"Sir, you have a lot of responsibility... There have been enough sacrifices that you have made..."

Pramudya let go of his embrace and looked at Zara's face. "I don't feel like enough, Zara."

"Sir, whatever you do, that's more than enough. I can't give my grandmother back, I can't restore my lost ovaries... But you've tried so hard to fix everything and I think more than I expected." Zara raised her hand that was not infused into Pramudya's face. "Stop blames himself... Because it should be, that snake woman who has a fatherlike feeling... But because he has no empathy, so where can he be like a father... Enough yes sir. I will not sue you again but I ask that the serpent woman get her reward."

Pramudya held Zara's hand which was on her cheek. "Thank you Zara. At least your words made my burden lift up a little..."

Zara smiled. "I'm sorry once again sir..."

Pramudya kissing Zara's palm made the girl surprised and her face flushed red. "I love you so much, Zara ... Even when you scold me like yesterday, I accept and still love you..."

Zara gawking.

"I've already expressed my feelings to Aisyah's grandmother a month before that fateful incident but I haven't had the chance to tell you... You're accidents..."

"What did grandma say, sir?" asked Zara who was curious about her grandmother's answer.

"He gave his blessing on condition that I should protect you but ... I violated... I promised you..."

"It's not wrong, Pram, again. It's Grandma's fault.." cut Zara. "But sir... Are you sure?"

"Zara, I've fallen in love with you when you and I were duet together."

Zara was surprised. "Sir... How's..."

"You're worried about what Zara is? The woman was arrested by police and jailed. You're safe now and I'll take care of you more... Including when you come forward at the trial to be a witness."

"But... I'm not perfect..."

"Zara, having one ovary doesn't mean you can't have children. Can ... If you become my wife later, and you cannot give offspring, it is not the apocalypse. Believe me, God will give us the best..."

"Pak Pramudya sure?" Zara still looked at Pramudya with a doubtful look at the man's words.

"100 percent sure. Zara, I'm not a man who likes to break promises. What I have decided, then I will live." Pramudya replied firmly.

Zara simply fell silent as she looked at that handsome face.

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