Destiny with You
Masks

As clever as a jumping squirrel will fall too. If you wear a mask, you will also miss it.

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Two families united through the marriage, just today gathered in the big house of AlGhifari. There is a confusion felt by these two families, all seeming like two foreign families who do not know each other.

"I'm sorry Dzikra ma'am, Dzikra is wrong ma'am," Dzikra told Hera's mother while resting on both feet.

Her mother Hera was silent while not stopping her tears from dripping, she was indeed angry at Dzikra, upset but a mother's heart remained easily touched seeing people realize her mistake of apologizing.

"It's our fault we don't know the Dzikra boy's family. Hera our good boy..." His mother Hera did not hesitate to continue the sentence he immediately sobbed.

"Your father is with me who is troubled, but even then it has passed, I have forgiven his mistake. Why open old wounds that are already dry!" his father Hera said.

"If I had known earlier, I should have banned this from happening!" his grandfather Dzikra said.

"It all happened! I've lost two of my children!" his father Hera said.

Dzikra immediately prostrated himself at the feet of Hera's parents, apologizing with all his heart. The two old men were getting hit with the attitude of Dzikra, the two old men said nothing.

Maybe not an apology to replace that loss. Sorry is not the thing that can bury sadness, remove suffering and lara someone.

"It's for Dzik, wake up, it's all his destiny" said his father Hera embracing Dzikra who prostrated himself on the feet of Hera's parents.

Hera's father embraced the tangled and chaotic Dzikra. All who watched were feeling pity, Rachel and Alfarid who were also there just fell silent. They were also guilty of this for being indifferent to what happened to Hera. However, they are not happy to admit their mistakes.

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A 45-year-old woman is sitting in front of a plastic surgeon. It seemed that occasionally he picked and sorted out the face he expected.

"So how?" ask the doctor.

"I want my face to be oval, nose pointed, anyway I want a face like this photo! " the word Laras shows a picture of someone.

"Hmmm.. Ms. Baras has had three facial surgeries, I recommend not too often facial surgery, I fear that the mother's face becomes damaged in the skin," the doctor advises facial surgery specialists.

Hearing the words of the doctor Laras rolled his eyeballs, he did not like to receive input from the doctor.

"If you are not able to!I'm going to find another doctor!" laras said while rising.

"No, that's not what I mean, yes I will. Let's go to Laras!" said doctor.

The doctor also allowed Laras to enter the health examination before the operation. The medical team began to draw on the face of Laras giving a sign of the parts to be operated on. After that, the operating light was turned on, Laras was already unconscious, the operating knife was ready. The doctor also began his work.

****

In the office space of a main director, Dzikra while reading the file, Zidan with him sat on the sofa leisurely. Zidan's clothes are quite casual as a police detective agent, he only uses a black leather jacket inside wearing a plain white shirt combined with jeans.

"Dzik, something's wrong with stepmother Lo!" zidan.

"What's so?" ask Dzikra.

"Lo know the real face of Lo's stepmother?" ask Zidan.

"Well, because I met ama die when I graduated college!" Dzikra.

"This is what I'm pointing at!" zidan said showing photos of the barrel.

Dzikra immediately grabbed the photos and observed them. Dzikra was quite wide-eyed to see the photos, his jaw hardened to see a photo that looked like his mother.

"Gue already investigated the photo you held, it was around 2008! Perform facial surgery with mother Lo's facial features! I don't know the reason!" zidan.

"Basic of the Vampire!" furious Dzikra vaporized his emotions.

"Prophe Dzik, don't laugh at emotions! I still have a lot to eat!" zidan said a little.

"Everything you want to point at!" dzikra said it was emotional.

"My stepmother is dead! What is it you're pointing at these photos why?" ask Dzikra.

"Her sister Laras, or Siti Hera's sister-in-law right on the day of the Laras car accident, she disappeared!" zidan.

"Is the accident a conspiracy?" ask Dzikra while turning his brain.

"Gue as a police decective can't just argue, because I have no evidence, but I'm thinking there!" zidan.

"Celeased again! I got the results!" said Dzikra back to reading the file.

"Where's hera?" zidan looked at Dzikra.

"Still grounded, haven't moved to another planet!" Dzikra.

"Not done talking to Lo! Let's go to lunch!" bring Zidan.

Dzikra looked at his watch, then thought for a moment, he grabbed his phone, he called someone for a moment.

"Ok. yuk! I treat" Dzikra closed the file and crooked from his seat.

*****

Dusk in a secluded villa, a breeze struck the face of a woman sitting in a pond. The villa is located on a high ground, there is a cabbage vegetable garden and flower garden. The woman was bored all day there was nothing to talk to, the maid and the guard of the villa did not talk to her.

Hera saw that the sky was wiping, when magrib had arrived, she immediately entered the house. The middle room of the house showed a wedding photo, he was quite familiar with the figure in the photo. Then he moved up to the second floor to the room where he first woke up this morning. The room was very clean with white paint but it looked elegant.

After Isya, Hera ate dinner and chose a quick rest, lately she is very easily sleepy. Hera laid herself on the bed in front of him hanging a large photo of a woman with a boy smiling cheerfully. Hera closed her eyelids.

The sound of a car entering the garage. The man who was still in black clothes came out while carrying a bag. He entered the house and greeted the parlour who had been waiting for him.

" Where is he bi?" ask Dzikra.

"Non Hera is sleeping like den Dzikra" said the woman who was already the oldest.

" Oh well, auntie can now go home, thanks bi!" dzikra said with a smile.

The maid retreated, while Dzikra climbed the stairs to the main room. The door of the room opened, his smile expanding to see the figure who was falling asleep. Dzikra immediately kept his briefcase and then took a shower.

After finishing the bath, he immediately put on his pajamas, and inching up onto his bed, he looked at Hera who was asleep sideways. He stroked Hera's orange-scented hair. Dzikra also dropped a kiss on his wife's cheek. Then lay down by encircling his wife's body. Hera felt someone touch her body she opened her eyes, her eyes saw a burly hand holding her, Hera tried to keep the hand away, but it was getting tighter. Hera was very upset to pinch the hand.

"wwwS.. My wife is so fierce!" said Dzikra while turning Hera's body against him.

A sharp look was cast on the smiling Dzikra looking at him.

"Why bring me here?" asked Hera coldly.

"Why indeed? you're my wife, it's my right to take you anywhere!" dzikra said with a slanted smile.

"is this place not good!" The Dzikra was not answered by Hera.

"Jawab dong, your husband again, that's not polite!" dzikra flat.

"Yes, " answered Hera lazily.

"This place is so quiet, let's make baby!" get Dzikra to wheel Hera.

"So!"said Hera.

"Hey you can't refuse your husband's invitation!" Dzikra.

Hera was upset, she opened her pajamas and threw them on the floor. Dzikra immediately gawked to see Hera take off the clothes she was wearing to not dress, Hera hid behind the blanket until her neck, heart honestly embarrassed to do that. Dzikra smiled and did not wait for long to carry out his wishes.

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