AGAPE (SELFLESS LOVE)
Good Sign

"Sorry, there shouldn't be anything like this, how about Dad and you take a break?" agam said when in the room there were only Berli's father, Linda, and Hikam.

Ira's mom is in the kitchen, Maxim, Enda and Mr. Yudha are at the gate to meet the reporters.

"I'm how you are" said Hikam. Hikam moody, the reality he got was not as expected.

Berli's father changed his attitude towards Agam, Hikam was disappointed. But, for the time being, he could do nothing.

"Dad, forgive me again."

Linda moved, she sat down by Berli's father's side and hugged his shoulder. Berli's father was silent, not responding, but also not refusing.

"Dad, I can't go home, because my gynecologist says I'm weak. Previously, Agam and I had gone to our house in this city, but ... Mom and Dad weren't there."

Linda kissed Berli's father's shoulder while wiping her tears on Berli's father's shirt.

Glamor noticed, his heart suddenly warmed. Berli's father no longer rejected Linda. A good sign.

"Dad you want to hold my stomach?"

Linda grabbed her father's hand, then placed it right in the navel.

Berli's father was unmoved, his lips seemed to be clenching and trembling, he was holding back the urge of sadness that gnawed at the recesses of his heart.

After all, the baby in his daughter's stomach was still his granddaughter. Regardless of how it was formed and created in Linda's womb, the child was still born in a state of fitrah, holy innocence.

"I'm Agam Ben Buana, what's your name?"

Suddenly Agam thrust his hand at Hikam who was looking at him. Agam already knew the name of the man.

No doubt, Agam's words averted the eyes of Linda and Berli's father.

"I'm Hikam Mashur."

Vigilantly and confidently Hikam received Agam's hand. Then unexpectedly, Hikam curled the delicate hand with full force until it sounded ....

'Krekks.'

"Gr ...." Complain Agam.

Deg, Hikam is implying. He had hoped that Agam would return the favor, but again was not as expected.

"Sir, what are you doing?" Linda looked at Hikam full of judgment.

Immediately approached Agam and examined the reddened palm of Agam's hand.

Also pretty. It seemed like he was also carrying martial arts. Hopefully this little drama can make Berli's father feel sorry for me. Inner Agam.

Should have been with that power, there was your broken finger, he was really strong. Her palm was soft like a woman's hand that never worked. Cih, you really suck Agam Ben Buana. Inner Hikam.

"I'm sorry, it's just a form of introductions of fellow men," replied Hikam as he grabbed the dragon fruit juice made by Ira who had been waving to be euthanized.

At first he will also refuse to drink or eat anything in the house of Agam, but when he saw how Agam and Linda were friendly and loving, the inner Hikam became hot and rumbling.

"Slowly drink, do not choke," seduced Agam. He looked at Hikam with a smile.

Though, the inner Agam was swearing at the man.

Very confident you want to take my Lindaku. Oh sorry, you won't be able to. If necessary, step over my body.

"What juice would you like?" ask Agam.

But Berli's father was silent, instead staring at Hikam.

You're breaking, Hikam. We've agreed we won't eat and drink at this man's house. Duh, that's the juice why is it so tempting? Looks sweet cold and fresh. As a fruit seller, I must already have an inner bond with those fruits. Inner Father Berli.

"My dad likes all kinds of fruit juices, sir. Isn't that right, Dad?"

Linda returned to flickering Father Berli who was currently staring at the juices served in the crystal glass clear, shiny, and beautiful.

Hold, hold.

Berli's father's mind churned when his fantasy felt that the juices were waving asking to be snatched.

And he was getting messed up when Linda thrust the mango juice directly to his lips. The aroma of the nasal cavity with its characteristic fragrance makes Father Berli's lips spontaneously taste the juice.

"I haven't done this in a long time, helped Dad drink. I miss moments like this" Linda said.

The beautiful woman now looked cheerful, only her nostrils were reddened by the remnants of crying.

Then Mr. Yudha came.

"Where?" ask Agam.

"Alhamdulillaah, the journalist would like to hear my explanation. But still want to meet first with Mr. Agam."

"Well, I'm going there now."

Agam. She combed her beautiful thick hair using fingers.

"Are you sure you want to see them now? Don't you wait for Vano's lawyer?" Mr. Yudha is worried.

"No need, I called Vano for another agenda. Dad, Linda, and you ..mm Hikam, I live first huh."

Agam bowed before finally leaving the room to meet the reporters.

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"Dad, won't you forgive me?"

Linda put her body back on Berli's father's shoulder.

Linda and her father are very close. Linda is very spoiled, and Berli's father will do anything to achieve Linda's wishes.

Berli's father and his extended family did reject the ideals of Linda who wanted to become an artist. But the whining and determination of Linda made Berli's father disappear. Until finally he decided to migrate to the city to realize his daughter's ideals.

"But, I only let you be the news anchor, not the others."

He recalled his talk to Linda on the first day his daughter worked as a news anchor.

"Dad ... I'm actually pregnant with twins, but .. had a miscarriage" Linda explained. Fading the reverie of Berli's father.

"What-what?!" Berli's father was surprised.

"Why to miscarriage? Is it because he hurt you?"

Finally Berli's father wants to look at Linda too.

"Not Dad, not because of Mr. Agam. It was because of my mistake. I tried to run away from this house because I misunderstood. If Mr. Agam had not saved me, I would have lost both and lost my life. I'm serious, Dad." Linda grabs Berli's father's hand and kisses him.

"Dad forgave me, didn't he?" Again, Linda made sure.

"Dad's sorry," he said.

"What's? Did ya? Huw ... Dad ... thank you." Linda hugged Berli's father and cried in her chest.

"But ..you go home .. Leave this house, leave that man."

"But Dad .. I love him. I don't want to get married other than Mr. Agam." Linda looked into Berli's teary eyes.

"Dad doesn't know him yet. How could I marry my precious daughter to a man I don't know yet, a tripe, a seedling, a bebet, a weight."

Apparently Berli's father's heart had softened, he held Linda while rubbing her hair. She misses Linda so much. Now that Agam was not in the room, his tears broke.

"Dad misses you so much, son. I think you were forced and pressured by that guy. But ... After Dad saw her gaze for you and your gaze for her, it felt ... You should also start to know him. Heavy indeed, but .... father can not deny the fact if the man is his father," said Berli's father.

"Dad why is this so?!" Hikam.

"Son, listen to me first."

Angry, he thinks Berli's father has played with his feelings.

"Micam, it's not like that. The conditions are different, I'm thinking. Not necessarily Dad accepted her. I just want to be sure and get to know him even more. I don't want to keep this presumption lingering" Berli's father explained.

"I'm sorry, too. Please understand my condition and Dad's, " Linda added.

"But Well, Linda, it's obvious that Agam Ben Buana is evil, he's Haiden's henchman, he's mysterious and dangerous. Linda's life could be threatened if she married him. Didn't you ever complain to me about that?"

"Mom, enough! What are you talking about? Mr. Agam is different from the Haiden family." Linda did not accept Hikam's words.

"Dad please explain, what's the problem? Does this have anything to do with Mr. Agam's men? Or with his Agam sir?" ask Linda.

Berli's father sighed.

"Both Linda, Agam Ben Buana and his men are very suspicious. Especially the people who came for the first time to Far Island," said Hikam.

"What do you mean those foreign-speaking people? That's talking about hacking and murder, right?" sela Linda's.

"You know?" Hikam was surprised, as was Berli's father.

"Dad, the story is long. Look ...."

Linda took a breath, sat down gracefully and casually, then told how she could find a letter from her father. But he missed about Agam shooting the tire of his uncle Setyadi's car.

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While in front of the gate of the luxury house, Agam was surrounded by media crew, he was flanked by Enda, Maxim and Pak Yudha.

"Sir Agam, explain to us, what is this?"

"Yes, Sir. There is an article on confession that clearly involves the Father. We don't understand, what are the sins?"

"Then are you really playing with your secretary?"

"Hey, calm down dong!" shouted Maxim.

"Yes, give Mr. Agam a chance to sit down." Enda windy

My secretary? Meaning Fanny? Inner Agam thought.

Agam circulated his gaze to the media crew after successfully sitting in the chair that Mr. Yudha had provided.

"Try to explain one by one, why did you come to my house in droves like this?"

"Indeed, Mr. Agam did not know? There are those who find shur vidio like Father and Fanny bu on adult sites. Then there's an article explaining you're going to preskon confession."

"What-what?!" Rather surprised. My eyes glared perfectly.

"Yes, sir, you and your secretary are good in your room, in your office, in the dining room and in the meeting room."

"ENOUGH! DIAAAM!!" yell Agam.

And everything was silent, silent, quiet.

"For the article issue, I can't explain it yet. About that vidio I make sure it's engineering," he said.

"But Sir .. ka--."

"Shut up! I don't want to respond to something that has nothing to do with me! Please investigate the truth yourself! I'm not afraid!" resounding.

Then Agam passed quickly, he grabbed the crowd of reporters with a reddened face. Feeling that his precious time with Linda and his future in-laws was wasted.

"Mistake them!" his orders are to Maxim and Enda.

"Good, sir."

While he immediately entered his house with Mr. Yudha.

"You fools! In plain sight I can confirm this is not Mr. Agam. Mr. Agam is indeed white, but not pale white like this" said Enda.

He, Maxim and several journalists were watching the video.

Vidio's been edited. The vulgar scene at its core has been blurred with mosaic filters.

"His stomach is four pack, while Pak Agam is six pack. Pak Agam was tall, his hair thick and black. This one has brownish hair, and not as fast as Mr. Agam," concluded Maxim.

"I'm sure 100 percent of this is only engineered using the face of Mr. Agam. But the woman's face? Emm, like the original," added Enda.

"Buddies, now we go to Fanny's house" one reporter exclaimed.

"Siaaap," said another.

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"I'm sorry, there's a little problem" Agam said as he arrived in his living room."

"What's the matter, sir?" ask Linda.

The woman was still writhing spoiled on the shoulder of Berli's father. And Agam was happy to see it.

"Some one slandered me." Agam sat right next to Hikam.

Hikam shifted, but Agam also shifted.

"Let's be friends" said Agam.

"No, I am poor, you are rich" said Hikam.

"Hahaha, I don't feel rich, all of this is just a deposit." While patting Hikam's shoulder.

"Sir Agam, how about we pray together first? Soon Maghrib, after that we will go to the hospital" asked Mr. Yudha.

"But we finish our prayers first," interrupted Agam while nodding his head and throwing a smile to Berli's father.

Finally, because the legal prayer is mandatory, inevitably, Hikam and Berli's father were forced to move to the second floor to the mosque in the house when the prayer reverberated.

Mr. Yudha as priest. Agam deliberately stood next to Berli's father. Maxim and Enda stand guard on the first floor.

The pain of post-surgery emergency projectile removal seemed to disappear while Agam felt how happy he could worship side by side with Berli's father.

"Sir Agam and your father are compatible, your son-in-law and father-in-law are both handsome and dashing" whispered Bu Ira as the prayer was over and Mr. Yudha was leading the prayer.

Linda just smiled, then she looked at the shoulders of the two men she loved with a flowery heart.

Maxim's arrival surprised everyone.

"Sir, I'm sorry, there's a guest."

"Who?" Agam.

"Uncle of Jordan" replied Maxim.

"really?" Agam.

He said goodbye and walked quickly to welcome the arrival of the Jordan uncle who was very much anticipated.

Alhamdulillaah says.

Agam happy. He wanted immediately to convey his complaints and wishes to the uncle of Jordan.