365 Days Towards Halal

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Geck! Geck!

There was a knock in the Queen's room. Queen, who was in her hotel office at the time, allowed people who knocked on her door to enter.

Hannah, a manager whom Queen hired to manage her hotel, walked in with a slightly panicked face.

"What's Hannah?" Queen asked who was busy in front of her laptop.

"Sorry Mom, there's some strapping guy and a mistress looking for Mom."

"Hotel guests?" Queen asked without looking at Hannah, as her eyes kept on the laptop screen and her finger kept typing an email she was about to send to a business associate.

"Not Ma'am,"

"Continue?"

"Say the madam was Mr. Raka Bu's mother,"

Queen's fingers, who were typing, stopped. He lifted his face and looked at Hannah with a puzzled look.

"Old man Raka?" Ask him not to believe.

"Yes Mom. But, the madam brought some bodyguards, ma'am."

Queen frowned, she had never known Raka's mother. But, why did Raka's mother find herself and know if this hotel belonged to Queen?

Queen closed her laptop and moved away from her seat.

"Let me meet" said Queen who immediately moved to meet Raka's mother.

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In the lobby of the 3-star hotel, there was an upper class woman sitting gracefully on the sofa. His eyes continued to look back and forth, his face looking scornful at the hotel owned by the girl his son loved, Raka.

Lady Amara looked at a beautiful girl, like a model. The girl's blaster face was so dazzling. His height and his posture were so beautiful, making the bodyguards who were accompanying him, swallow their saliva.

The girl's dark brown hair, beautifully shredded. The clothes worn by the girl looked brandy and elegant. The girl smiled at herself sweetly.

"Good day Mother, I'm Queen. Is it Mama, Raka's mother?" Ask the Queen politely.

Raka's mother looked up to see Queen who was much higher than her height. Smelled perfume even from the body of a woman whose smile like an angel from heaven.

"It's only fitting that Raka is crazy about this girl. It turns out she's really pretty!. But, as pretty as she is, if she makes my son rebel against me, she's not my dream daughter-in-law." Inner mistress Amara.

Queen was still smiling looking at Madam Amara, she was still waiting for a reply from the middle-aged woman.

"Mother?"

Queen again greeted Madame Amara.

Madam Amara blinked her eyes and began to put on a haughty face.

"You're the Queen?"

"Well, ma'am, how can I help you?" Queen asked, inviting Madam Amara to sit on the sofa again.

"I don't want to waste my busy time. I'm just asking you not to bother my son, Raka. I will marry Lala, the mother of Raka's son, Jonathan. So, know yourself a little, you are not worthy of my son," said Ms. Amara.

Queen gasped to suffer the haughty words of Madame Amara. He looked at Madam Amara and frowned.

"Sorry, what do you mean?" Queen asked still with a puzzled expression. While the hotel manager who accompanied Queen was preparing to leave, because he felt it was the personal business of his Boss. Hannah did not want to eavesdrop on the conversation that led to the humiliation. Hannah is very afraid that Queen will misbehave with herself and make the relationship between superiors and subordinates awkward.

"You're less clear? The point is, don't bother my son. He's getting married soon. Get away from her life. You are not worthy!" Again the word comes out. I do not know how many times Madam Amara said to the women who were close to Raka and all this time always succeeded. All the girls he snapped at no longer appeared in Raka's life.

Queen smiled and looked at Madam Amara. Then, he took a long breath.

"Mom, I think Mom got the wrong address. I'm not approaching Mom's son. But it was my son who approached me. If you want me to be out of touch with your child, why don't you just forbid your child to no longer approach me?" Queen said that with a face that looked calm and dignified. Without diminishing his manners as a person younger than his interlocutor.

Lady Amara was wide-eyed, she did not expect the answer that Queen gave to her.

"You..!"

"Sorry Mom, I'm busy. Oh yes, if Mom wants Raka to stay away from me, just talk to her person directly. There she's..." Said Queen while pointing towards the entrance of her hotel.

Madam Amara turned her head and looked at Raka who had just entered the hot lobby.

The Queen got up from her seat and rushed back to her room. His chest was tightened and his eyes began to turn red.

"Queen!" Call Raka who ran over to her while smiling as she looked at the girl of her dreams.

Queen tried not to turn her head, she continued walking towards her room.

"Queen!" Call Raka again.

"Raka!"

Raka turned towards the voice that called her name.

He was aghast when he saw his mother with several bodyguards staring at him with a face full of anger.

Raka stopped her steps, standing between two people she loved. His mother and Queen continued to walk into his room.

Raka decided to run towards Queen. He stopped the Queen who continued to walk away from the hotel lobby.

"Queenis..." Raka restrains Queen's arm and confronts Queen with her athletic body.

Queen stopped her steps and ventured to look at Raka. Queen's eyes are in tears. Raka, too, immediately understood what happened between Queen and her mother.

"Queen, don't listen to my mother..." Raka grabbed onto both of Queen's shoulders with a depressed-looking face.

Queen returned Raka's gaze and then lowered her face. Tears trickled down without Queen being able to hold on anymore. The girl again ventured to look at Raka and gave the man her best smile.

"Raka, don't come near me again. Follow what your mother says. Sorry, from now on, don't bother me anymore" Queen said as she released Raka's hand holding both shoulders.

"Queen.."

The Queen no longer paid any heed to Raka. He kept walking towards his room. Raka tries to chase after Queen, but some security guards Raka from disturbing her.

Raka could only stare at Queen entering her room with a disappointed face.

With a sense of anger that peaked, Raka looked at Madam Amara who was still standing in the middle of the hotel lobby. He also, approached Madam Amara with a facial expression that was about to kill the middle-aged woman.

"satisfied? You want me to go crazy? Or I'll just die!"

Madam Amara was speechless seeing the look of loss and anger on the face of that only son.

"Raka... I just want the best for you..."

"Want the best? God's Mother? Mom arranged who my soul mate is? You set up every story and my life? I HATE MOM! MOM'S NOT HUMAN!" Bentak Raka's. The poor man also moved from the presence of his mother who was flabbergasted to see the attitude of Raka who is now a rebellious figure in his eyes.

"Raka!"

"Fuck parents like Mom!" Raka's shout shifted all the eyes of the person who was there.

With a broken heart, Raka left the hotel. Likewise with Mrs Amara, she felt devastated to see Raka who used to be obedient, now became Raka who she no longer knew. Raka is completely changed, she is no longer a sweet child and always approves of what her mother says.