Ustad Or Alkash?
Slap me, Dad...

Flakes of expensive elegant plates scattered on each floor. Atta looks who is glaring both eyes sharply while holding his chest that rises and falls not because after berating his son, Ziban. Ziban just kept silent in his chair regardless of the emotional outburst of his father who always focused on him due to the actions of his stepmother.

"Can't you just once appreciate Olive as your stepmother? Is that so hard for you?!"

"It's not just hard. But accepting it in my life is impossible."

Ziban bluntly told her in front of her father. That certainly makes Atta's emotions more so-so. But he immediately held back his burning emotions by stroking his chest many times while exhaling loudly.

"Quick go to your mother's room and apologize to her immediately.."

"I'm completely innocent. She's just doing her part as the best drama queen in the house."

Again Ziban revealed his heart bluntly. Meanwhile, Zidan Haq, his brother Ziban who had just quietly listened to the tongue between his sister and his father, suddenly touched Ziban's shoulder. That he did after seeing Atta clutching his chest. Of course Zidan Haq does not want the quarrel between them to get heated up. He therefore tried to code Ziban to stop responding to his father and stop speaking again. Because it will make the father even more angry. Beyond Zidan's expectations, usually when he advises his sister then his sister will obey. Not this time. Instead Ziban put away his brother's hand which was on his shoulder. Like saying..

"If this time you don't intend to defend me, then you just shut up bang! Let me tell dad that we hate his beloved wife so much."

"What was Olive's fault? She's kind enough to be a mother to both of you." (tukas Atta faces her two children in turn)

"Hahaha, why would you ask such a ridiculous thing?"

Atta frowned. Same with Zidan.

Please don't say anything more in front of my father (inner Zidan)

"Don't make the water even murky, Ziban!!" (said Atta)

"What did you say dad? The water is very cloudy. And it will never return clear unless the pest disappears from this world!!!"

Kkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!

A hard slap landed on Ziban Alkash's white, clear right cheek. It made Zidan Haq stunned to see the sight before him. Where to see the increasingly fierce quarrel between his father and his sister.

"Now there is left cheek. Let's put your hands back up."

!!!!!!!!

The great slap again landed on Ziban Alkash's left cheek.

"Enough dad!! Enough's enough!! Stop that!!"

Zidan Haq who could not see the bruises on his sister's face immediately held firm control of the hand of Atta who was about to hit Ziban a third time.

"Let go of my hands, Zidan! Let me teach this selfless child a lesson!"

"Who doesn't know himself?! The one who does not know yourself is really your pest!! He who has taken over father's heart until you can divorce mother only for the sake of the pest!! And there was nothing more cruel than a father who deliberately kept his son away with his own biological mother!!!"

"You can even play behind my mother when she's pregnant with me!! Don't you have the slightest conscience for him huh?!"

Ziban's emotional outbursts could no longer be contained. He said something that always stuck inside him very burning. Hearing the words of Ziban, Atta sat down resignedly in a chair while holding his chest that felt increasingly tight.

"If you want me out of this house, just say so. Because without my father telling me I would be happy to leave this house. Be happy with your beloved wife!!"

Ziban set foot full of emotion to leave the house. Atta's breathing is getting more and more irregular. He still held his chest tightly. Like enduring an incredible pain. Zidan immediately supported his father who looked very sick.

"Ziban, please don't go..."

Lirih Atta before the darkness averted her gaze. Atta's hand did not hold her chest back. And was immediately propped up perfectly by Zidan Haq.

"Dad, what's wrong with you??? The waiter quickly called the doctor to this house!!!!"

......................

"Let's come with me out for a minute, Mr. Zidan. There's something I want to talk about."

The doctor who had examined Atta immediately asked Zidan to come out with him to talk about something. Zidan also stared warmly at the figure of the father who was lying weak in his bed before he agreed to the doctor's request.

After arriving outside Atta's room...

"Sorry doctor, can you just wait for me in my study? There's something important I need to take care of for a moment. Just a few minutes, I promise."

"Alright sir. No problem at all. Go and take care of your business. I'll wait in your study."

"Where's Olive? Did I tell you to call him?!"

The male servant was seen trembling to hear Zidan Haq who had never raised his tone before. This time he was really not okay.

"Emm.sorry sir. I told you what you told me for Mrs Olive."

"That means Olive already knows that her husband is lying weak right?!"

"Emm, yes of course sir. But when I told him he just put his shoulders back. And.."

"And what?! Don't try to cover something up. Or you want me to fire!"

"And Mrs Olive said that she would never care for a sick person. After that he went out somewhere. Like that sir. Mrs Olive did threaten all the servants in this house who dared to complain to Mr. Atta about his bad attitude in this house."

It was Zidan Haq who clenched his hands furiously. Then he immediately went to his study to keep his promise to the doctor to speak four eyes.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, doc."

"Ah no problem sir." (the doctor replied with a sincere smile)

"So, what do you want to talk about?"

"This is Mr. Zidan Haq, this is about Mr. Atta's situation. Hmm..."

Zidan seemed enthusiastic in waiting for an explanation from the doctor.

"Lord Atta only looked exhausted until she lost consciousness. There's nothing you need to worry about."

Zidan Haq heaved a sigh of relief after hearing the doctor's explanation saying that his father did not experience any serious pain.

"But sir.there's something else I need to talk to you about."

The doctor came back with an unpredictable facial expression. Zidan Haq could not hide his re-emerging tension.

"Your father..."

Tok.dok..

Suddenly the knocking sound of the door of Zidan Haq's study was heard clearly. The conversation between the two of them had to stop.

"So soon, Doc, let me see who's knocking on the door."

"Alright, sir please."

Zidan Haq immediately opened the door to see who was interfering with his serious talks with the doctor.

"Sorry to disturb you, sir. While I was picking up fruits and replacing them with fresh ones in Mr. Ziban's room, I found Mr. Ziban's cell phone in his room, sir." (the servant girl held out the cell phone she held)

Ah, the kid. Pantesan alone was called many times unanswered. Where the boy is going now.

"All right, thanks bi. You can go back to your work."

Zidan Haq closed the door again. He was ready to listen to the doctor's explanation.

"Look, Mr. Zidan, when I checked Mr. Atta's chest, I saw a bruise on his chest."

"Dock bruise wounds?! How's that possible?!"

"That's like an incredible punch that hit her, sir. And I'm sure the bruise was a hard blow that piled up many times. And that's what makes Mr. Atta always hold his chest."

"Is that really dangerous, Doc?"

"It would be very dangerous if the bruise did not heal. It'll make his chest have excruciating pain."

What's wrong with you, Dad? Who would do something like this to you? And why are you quiet?!

SERIATE...