Zahrah (Victim of Retaliation)

Zahrah (Victim of Retaliation)
Olympic champion


"Father same mother must be happy to see this cup of mine" Zahrah increasingly fast pedaling his bike. He was already impatient to show his parents the big trophies he got.


Zahra Maharani, a 3rd grade high school student who lives in a suburban village.


Having a beautiful face and an ideal body was a bonus for him. However, being an accomplished woman was a dream for her.


Gunawan Handono and Lastri Handono are the luckiest parents to have a child like Zahra.


Because of his passion and desire to want to go to school, he always gets achievements that both his parents boast of. With that achievement also Zahra does not cost too much. Father and mother do not need to be too dizzy to think about the cost of education for him.


Upon arriving in front of the house, Zahra was surprised to see several luxury cars parked right in the yard of his house.


"Well good is the car, who's coming?" Mumbled Zahrah noticed one by one the car.


Quickly Zahra parked her bike, then entered the house.


"Assalamualaikum" Zahrah said hello. He was surprised to see many people in his house.


"Waalaikumsalam" they answered simultaneously.


Zahra stared at each guest in her house, until her eyes stopped on a figure she rarely saw.


Sirena Anjani, a beautiful girl who sits next to her mother with her head down.


"Tumben's brother at home, usually at this hour he never comes home" Zahrah's inner wonder.


Sirena is the older sister of Zahra, a woman who is super busy and often does not even go home.


Now, in the afternoon Sirena is at home. Didn't that surprise Zahrah?


Of course, he was very surprised. Especially with many of his guests like this increasingly makes Zahrah curious.


"Dear Zahrah, you're in. Change clothes first" said Lastri.


Zahra nodded obediently, with a strong curiosity she passed into her room to change clothes.


Lastri looked at the questionable gazes of his guests.


"She is Zahrah, the second daughter of our family. Class 3 High School" said Lastri introduced her second daughter.


Ellen nodded in understanding, she who was the best friend of Lastri threw a smile at her best friend.


"How about Lastri, do you agree with our opinion?" ellen.


Lastri looked puzzled, she glanced at her husband asking for an opinion from him.


"Is that not too rushed? what if they get engaged first?" gunawan said a little objection to their proposal.


"That's not necessary, getting engaged will just be a waste of time. Moreover, my niece will also not be able to take too long off work to go to this village!" said Hena Ellen's sister.


Gunawan looked at Hena, he felt very offended to hear Hena's words just now. From his tone alone they were impressed to insult those who live in the village. Even this marriage looks like a trivial matter to them.


Gunawan was about to explode his emotions, lucky Lastri fast and hold the hand of her husband to hold his emotions.


"It's not like that, we just want to give Sirena and Jericho time to get to know each other" she told Hena.


Ellen sighed, she felt a little embarrassed due to her sister's slightly haughty attitude.


"Lastri, you don't take heart. What my brother said. You know for yourself what kind of attitude he is" said Ellen made Hena bend her face annoyed.


"How about this decision we leave it to the two of them. Whatever they want, that's what we do" Ellen continued.


Lastri nodded in agreement, she turned to her husband who also gave an agreed response.


"I agree" said Lastri.


Ellen smiled with relief, she turned to her son.


The handsome man named Jerico Wilson also smiled, his eyes could not be separated from the girl who had just looked down.


"Faster is better" Jerico replied briefly. Ellen smiled happily at him. Then, they turned towards Sirena.


"If you how'd you like?" now, Pastri is asking his daughter a question.


Sirena did not immediately reply, for a moment in silence thinking about what answer she should give.


Lastri nudged his daughter's arm which seemed silent.


"How's son?" reworked.


"I think it's up to mom and dad. I'm ngikut!" sirena replied.


Jerico smiled at the reply of the woman he really liked. His voice sank like the sweet chirping of a bird in his ears.


Lastri and Gunawan stared at Sirens inside, until Ellen's voice resuscitated them.


"How's Lastri? you have heard both of their answers. Do you agree with Ki's proposal?"


Lastri sighed, she nodded in agreement.


"I agree" she replied.


Jerico sumringah, soon the girl will belong to him.


In his room, Zahrah lay on the bed. He was tired of all the activities today.


"Why are they so long?"


"Hm.. Who are they, like he is discussing something important" continued Zahrah asked without anyone answering.


The girl grabbed the trophy and the race certificate she got today. How proud and happy he is today.


However, she had to endure this sense of happiness until the guests left and she could share the happiness with her family.


Cling~


Zahra's phone rang, a sign that a new message was coming in. Lazily, he grabbed his phone and looked at the sender's name.


When you see the name of the sender of the message, quickly Zahra open the message.


'You're coming, right, gather at the meatballs shop of the Mamat?'


Zahrah was confused as to what to answer to his friend. If the guests are still there, he won't be on the bus asking for permission to go out.


Zahrah quickly typed a reply on a message to her best friend.


'I'm sorry, guys, I can't be sure if I can come or not. About her in my house there are guests!'


"May they leave immediately" murmured Zahra staring at the reply of the message he sent to the WhatsApp group.


While waiting for the guests to come home, Nisa decides to play online games on her mobile phone. Listening to the song, Zahra fell asleep.


Long enough Zahra was asleep, until she woke up to hear the sound of Isaac crying the brother.


Zahra rubbed her eyes, making sure that she actually saw her brother crying instead of her hallucinations.


"Sister?" call Zahra slowly.


Sirena turned her head, her eyes were swollen and still tearful.


Zahrah immediately shuffled, the sight of his eyes was not wrong. Her sister was really crying.