
The two men God created to love each other are now faced with a great test when they have no blessing. The strength and loyalty of their love is thoroughly tested, should they give in to fate or fight for it whatever the risk.
THE RESIDENCE OF SULTAN MAHMUD MAHSYUR
At his residence, Sultan Mahmud again vented his anger on Sita. Sita could only be silent because many times she tried to fight back many times her father's anger was overflowing.
" Never touch my son, you can be mad at him, you can be a match for him, but if you slap me, I won't take it...!" Mrs Zubaidah suddenly blocked the body of Sita who was about to be slapped by Sultan Mahmud. " Him I'm nine months lamanyo, I'm following him, I'm care and I'm taking care of, again I'm talking, don't ever use your hand to hurt him.I don't want to..!"
Sultan Mahmud was silent at once to hear the words of his wife.
" Now come in your room, boy...!" Madam Zubaidah looked at her daughter with pity.
Sita also nodded her head.
PLAJU
" Sita was the youngest daughter of Sultan Mahmud Mahsyur, a son of a wealthy nobleman and also a high priest in Palembang. His two older brothers, Sita, the only daughter of Sultan Mahmud and mistress of Zubaidah. They live without the slightest lack, their wealth is the hereditary legacy of their ancestors. Sultan Mahmud has a hard and arrogant temperament in contrast to his meek wife and many succumbed. Sita inherits her mother's simple and meek nature but has principles in her life. Sita who always lives well does not necessarily make you arrogant, Sita is so humble and helps others a lot. Unfortunately Sultan Mahmud has betrothed him to Zaini, a wealthy young businessman and Palembang nobleman, Zaini himself is the son of a friend of Sultan Mahmud. Sita refused to be betrothed and tried to buy time by choosing koas here in Plaju and finally met you Mr. Aditya "
Aditya was silent to the explanation of doctor Syarif about Sita lover.
" But I'm sure if the love between you two is very big, prove my words are true Mr. Aditya, prove it...!"
" Of course doc, I promised Sita that I would fight for our love, whatever the obstacles..!" answer Aditya.
" Good..!" " God never sleeps, ask Him, someday there will be a way out, Inysa Alloh...!" doctor Syarif said as he patted Aditya on the shoulder.
" I am an orphan, I was left dead by my father when I was in second grade High School, since then I have lived with my mother and two younger sisters who are still sitting on the bench of Junior High School and Elementary School. Mother raised the three of us with her own hands, mother did not remarry until now, So forgive me if I come here doc, because doctor Sharif I have considered my own father, so I'm sorry if I come here, it was the father who had been introducing Sita, therefore I asked the doctor to help me and Sita in the thread of prayers that the doctor said...!"
" Thank you doc, my burden is a little less now...!" aditya hatch.
" Sykurlah mr. Aditya...!"
" I'll excuse you, Doc, I'll go back to the refinery...!"
" Please Mr. Aditya...!" replied doctor Sharif.
Now the two embrace each other.
Aditya steps towards the parking lot, accidentally some patients are discussing Sita.
" We all miss the presence of doctor Sita ya bu Piah..?"
" Yes right, Sita's doctor if the soft talk makes adem...!'
" My son if his pain is checked by doctor Sita and does not want to be with others...!"
" Samaan, I did too...!"
" It's a pity that Sita's doctor has returned to Palambeng...!"
Aditya fell silent, everyone praised Sita's privilege. Aditya took a deep breath, the shadow of Sita's beautiful face again flashed in his memory.