Love In The Midst of Hostility
Chapter 58 - The Raging Heart

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"Why are you, Zaf?" Zara was certainly anxious to see the look on her son's reddened face. He immediately stepped over. "You're okay, right?" said again.

Zafran took a step back from Zara. Then take the phone out of the pants pocket. He showed her videos and news that had been spread about her.

Gamal automatically approached. Now he and Zara witnessed what Selia had done to Zafran.

"The woman..." Gamal gritted his teeth. He immediately went somewhere. Clearly Gamal seemed to be waltzing through the exit.

Different from Zara. He was more focused on calming Zafran. His hand slowly carried the son into his arms.

"There is no such thing as an illegitimate child! You are the most precious child of the Mother. Mother's heart fruit same Papah first. Don't listen-"

"That's what Mother thinks is the same Papah! But other people don't!" Zafran took off Zara's arms. He cut off Zara's unfinished words. After that, Zafran ran into the room.

"Zafran..." Zara called out slowly. He followed his son from behind.

When Zafran arrived in front of Zafran's room, Zara could not open the door. He could only knock and speak softly. Trying to get Zafran to have a good chat.

"Zaf.. Talk to Mother. Don't hold on to the problem yourself. Not good, dear." said Zara. He stared at the white door in front of him.

Zafran did not answer. He had no intention of responding to Zara's words. Now the guy is sitting on the floor. In the position of leaning to the bed. Zafran sat by folding one of his left legs. Letting his right leg rest in peace.

A cigarette was lit by Zafran. A runny mind makes him not think twice to enjoy the treat made from tobacco.

In front of the door was Zara. He stood there long enough. I hope the son is okay. But his kiss was greeted with the smell of cigarette smoke.

Zara grunted violently. As a former smoker, he did not know how to advise Zafran. Moreover, his son is experiencing eternal.

Zara's hand rubbed once on her beautiful face. He walked down the stairs thinking of finding a way to get Zafran to talk. Zara will not let her firstborn depressed alone. One thing's for sure, Zara won't let Zafran be the way he was.

Until someone's name came to Zara's head. A name that has the most likely to get Zafran to talk. Who else if not Ramanda. Remember that girl has known Zafran since childhood.

Zara then contacted Ramanda. He told the girl to come home. Zara also did not forget to tell the problem that Zafran was experiencing.

"I know, Auntie. A while ago I saw a video about Zafran from a group of friends." Ramanda spoke by phone. Turns out he's already on his way to Zafran's house.

"really? Yes, already then. Thank you very much, Ra.." said Zara teruhuh.

While in the room, Zafran still did not move from his position earlier. The cigarette he smoked was not finished either. The guy sucked it slower.

The rampage on Zafran's head was not just thinking of Lika. But also how the past of his parents. The picture of his stepfather who was a thug is also still clearly illustrated in the memory.

Geck...

Geck...

"Zaf? You're not sleeping, are you? It's me Ramanda. Can't I come in?" ramanda said, knocking on the door slowly.

"Lo with me?" Zafran Response. Toward the tightly closed door.

"Gue himself. Nyokap you're downstairs with Revita." Ramanda said as she looked towards Zara. He gave the code for his birth mother Zafran to leave.

Chequek!

The door was finally opened by Zafran. He let Ramanda in. The smell of cigarette smoke is everywhere.

"Zafran! You smoke again?" Ramanda reflex closes her nose and mouth.

"Lo if you want to get angry, just go home." Zafran twisting a scruffy eyeball. He immediately closed the door.

"No! It's not that." Ramanda quickly stopped. Until the door is closed by Zafran.

Ramanda smiled faintly. He went into the room. Zafran automatic directly close the door.

Zara who saw almost shouted. But his hands were quick to smother his own mouth. He tried to calm down while stroking his chest repeatedly.

"I have to believe in them. Zafran and Ramanda definitely wouldn't do anything weird in the room, would they?" muttered Zara while biting her lower lip. He wants to move, but not. Zara decided to eavesdrop on Zafran and Ramanda's conversation at the door.

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After entering Zafran's room, Ramanda immediately turned off the air conditioning. Then open the room window wide.

"If you want to smoke, the window is opened first. And don't forget to turn off the AC as well" Ramanda said.

Zafran was silent. He was seen standing against the wall by the window. Sipping a cigarette while staring out.

"Now what are you worried about? About Lika's tantenya words or your relationship with Lika?" ask Ramanda. He was not far from Zafran. Stand while folding two hands in front of the chest.

Zafran remained silent. The matter he was thinking about was extremely difficult to explain in words. Everything is so complicated.

Zafran's cigarette is over. He shut it off, then threw it out the window. Zafran immediately turned his body to face Ramanda.

"Everybody's talking about an affair that my bokap and nyokap, Ra. I.." zafran's eyes looked teary. He tried hard to hold back the crying. As a man, crying is a shame. There was Ramanda in front of him.

"Guein..." Zafran wanted to continue his words, but was still unable to.

"Udah, Zaf.lo if you want to cry, cry. I know how you feel..." Ramanda immediately hugged Zafran. Slowly rubbed his best friend's back.

"Take everything out, Zaf. I don't care about a man who's crying" Ramanda said.

Zafran's two hands slowly coiled to Ramanda's waist. He sank his face into the girl's shoulder. Then broke his heartache cry.

"By the way. I'm the result of an out-of-wedlock child. But here I just want to say. bokap same nyokap lo it's a real pity same lo. Don't mistake them, Zaf." Ramanda hopes that what she says can change Zafran's point of view.

'Lika is really outrageous! I'm not going to let that girl get close to Zafran anymore, ' Inner Ramanda. Hatred slowly emerged within him.

Satisfied crying in Ramanda's arms, Zafran immediately sat himself on the edge of the mattress. Holding his head with two hands.

Ramanda was still standing there. He looked seriously at Zafran.

"Gue has input. What if you transfer to my high school?" ramanda.