A Friend from Malaysia

Iddah

"Yola, aren't you okay?" tanya Ilham panicked while trying to help Yola stand up. He also helped remove the heels of Yola's shoes that were stuck in the trench cover grill.

Yola tried to stand up while holding onto Ilham. His feet really hurt now, especially in the ankle.

"Jom, let's go to the hospital now!" invite Ilham while memapah Yola to walk towards the car.

"No. Don't need. It's just sprained a little. Massaged in later healed the most. Let's go back to the office" Yola refused.

"But, Yola ...."

"I don't want to go to the hospital" Yolanda said.

Inspiration takes a breath.

"Well, then" he said.

Both got into the car. Along the way they prefer to remain silent without a sound. But sometimes Ilham glanced at Yola who looked grimacing while biting her lips to endure the pain. Seeing that Ilham decided to stop by the drugstore to buy koyo and some medicine for wounds on Yola's legs.

"Where are we going? How can you not stop?" yola asked as the car they were driving passed through N-one Grocery.

Ilham did not answer but continued to bring the car until it arrived in front of the Gold Century apartment.

"Why are we going home? It's still working hours!" yola protests.

But the man seems to be unconcerned about Yola's protests.

"Jom kite treat your wounds first!" Ilham.

"No need. It's nothing. Just a small wound. Let's just go back to the office" argued Yola.

"You don't want to be taken to the hospital. So I treat it at home only. I don't want people to say I don't care about having subordinates and forcing them to work in such a state of pain" Ilham said.

Yola was silent, she really thought that Ilham really cared about her as a woman she loved, but it turned out that she only cared about her reputation. Huff .... It seems like my brother really has moved on, his mind is in his heart.

Good, he thought later. But ... for some reason in his heart he was a little disappointed.

Still assisted by Ilham, they finally arrived at the door of the Yola unit.

"Thank you for helping me get here. Today I will try to recover my legs first. Tomorrow I will definitely go to work," Yola said as she swiped her access card.

The door of the apartment was open, Yola immediately wanted to go inside, but unexpectedly Ilham instead shifted it and barged in first. And Inspiration just sits on the sofa without welcome.

Yola scrunched her forehead to Protea but Inspiration preceded her.

"Jom here, I checked your wounds first," said Ilham while removing the drugs he bought earlier from his package.

"No, I can treat it myself later. Really. The Chairman of the Directors should just go back to the office," Yola refused.

Ilham snorted in annoyance and pulled Yola to sit nearby.

"If your kate brother is here, he's here! You're very protesting!" nagel Ilham.

Without being asked the man lifted Yola's leg into his lap and examined Yola's slightly bluish ankle.

"Hold it!" ilham said while applying a little cream for a sprain to Yola's ankle and massaging it.

Yola frowned as her eyes closed trying to endure the pain as Ilham massaged her ankle.

"It's done!" the word Ilham after doing the last touch is sticking a koyo at the foot of Yola.

Slowly Yola lowered her foot from the lap of Ilham. He was sweating when he was holding back the pain. Inspiration who saw that took a handkerchief out of his pouch and took the initiative to wipe Yola's sweaty forehead.

Yola dodged, holding down the hand of Inspiration to stop her actions.

"Abang, already. Later I could misunderstand," he said in a low tone of voice almost inaudible.

Inspiration looked at him for a moment and stopped wiping Yola's sweat. But now his hand turned to stroke the girl's cheek.

"You don't get me wrong" Ilham replied, still stroking Yola's red cheeks.

"Hmm?"

Yola did not understand the meaning of the words of Inspiration.

"Yola, brother ...."

Inspiration wants to say it. Ilham wanted to say that he still loved the woman, that he wanted Yola to be his wife, that he divorced her just to make a better relationship from the beginning.

But he had not had time to say it, suddenly Hafiz came, disbanding all what he wanted to express.

"Yola??!!!"

Yola was surprised and quickly improved her position and moved away from Inspiration.

"Hafiz?"

Hafiz looked at Yola and Ilham alternately.

"It's not what you think it is. The Chief Director just drove me home. My leg hurts, look!" yola said while showing her aching leg.

"I believe you, but it looks like the chief director of N-one Grocery, is very relaxed, you don't de-job into N-one until you're so busy bringing my fiance back here? And you too, Yola. Why don't you call me saje?" tanya Hafiz.

"Oh, we had lunch with people from the airport, it was out that there was a snatch my bag also hpku, Ndut. Until I fell and aww ... It hurts so much!" yola said while complaining.

"Oh my God, Yola, who's sick. Kite's going to the hospital now, is he?!"

"No. I don't want to, Ndut. It just needs to be massaged a little bit" says Yola.

"Jom, here I look!" force Hafiz.

Meanwhile Yola codes for Ilham to leave, but Hafiz forgets about the matter. The truth is that Yola wants to distract Hafiz so as not to bother her who is being caught alone with Ilham.

"Then I went back to N-one first" said Ilham, giving in.

Hafiz who was not satisfied wanted to corner Ilham was still about to revile again, but Yola was sprightly and knew what to do.

"Hafiz, I'm hungry ...."

"Aren't you just having lunch?" ask Hafiz not to believe it.

"Look at you here I want to eat your fried rice, Ndut. You wouldn't refuse if I asked you to believe me, would you?" withered Yola.

Hafiz looked at Ilham for a moment, but he could not refuse Hafiz's request.

"Who, heh. I'm gonna cook it for you. Wait a second" said Hafiz. "And you better just go!" Get rid of Ilham.

Inspiration smiles cynically.

"Okay, I'll go first. And you, Mrs Director, you better keep your word! Tomorrow you must come to work!" tugut Ilham's.

Yola nodded.

***

Hafiz may be a good husband-to-be, very considerate, even good at cooking. Which woman is not interested in a man like this? Perhaps if Yola had not fallen in love with Ilham first, she would have fallen in love with him.

"It's delicious, Ndut!" praise Yola after you're full of a serving of fried rice made by Hafiz.

Hafiz smile.

"I'll get you married every day, if you're married" he said.

"Well, you're a stingy husband-to-be. Did your wife want you to give me fried rice every day?" yola protests.

Hafiz laughs.

"Haha .... Certainly not every day. Only if you want to" she said, stroking Yola's hair affectionately.

"Oh, yes Ndut, what were you doing here? You should know that I'm still working at this hour?" ask Yola wonder.

Hafiz had one access card for his apartment, but he knew that the man would not come if he was not in the apartment or if there was no immediate interest.

"Oh, that. Wait a second!"

Hafiz immediately took the paper bag he had brought earlier and gave it to Yola.

"I will deliver this only" said Hafiz.

"What's this?" ask Yola.

"Album planning wedding ceremony from event organizer. I brought that for you to consider as a reference for our wedding. You want indoor ade, outdoor can also. It's up to you" replied Hafiz.

Yola stared at the photo album heartily. Can she avoid this marriage anymore? If true, this would be his first wedding, because with Inspiration, he was only getting married without a festive party.

"Yola, kite just speed up kite's wedding planning, huh?" bejuk Hafiz's.

Yola looked at the handsome face of her husband plus best friend.

"Ndut, it seems that in the near future we can not get married," Yola said as she shook her head.

Hafiz was speechless, the water on his face seemed to turn flat.

"You still love Brother Ilham?" ask Hafiz to the point.

"It's not because of that, Ndut ...."

"Then ape?" ask Hafiz not to believe it. "You doubt you're married to me because you're still in love with your brother?" his insistence.

Yola shook her head, holding Hafiz's hand.

"I believe the heart is something that is difficult to compromise, but that does not mean it cannot change, Ndut. I haven't been able to completely eliminate my feelings for him, but over time I'm sure I can and slowly I can also learn to love you. You are not a difficult person to love. As good as this, as handsome, as romantic, and as dear to me as you are, you don't have confidence in yourself that I will be in love with you for a long time?" gombal Yola's.

Hafiz fell silent and looked at Yola doubtfully.

"That's what you said?"

Yola smiled wryly. "Yes, but it also depends on how you make me fall in love, Ndut," she said.

Yeah, that's right, Hafiz thought.

"If it's like that, I'll show you later, how I made you fall in love" Hafiz said.

Yola just nodded.

"I can't get married anytime soon, because I have to spend my iddah time" he said. "Abang divorced me not long ago. All this time we just parted ways, but he just officially said talak to me there has not been a week, so for a few months I had to wait in iddah period in order to marry you. You must understand this, right?"

Hafiz sighed. He understands but .... She doubts that the longer her marriage and Yola is delayed, the more obstacles she will have to marry the woman she loves.

"All right, I get it."

As they were talking about it, his apartment bell rang. Hafiz opened the door because Yola's leg hurt. From the intercom monitor he already knew who was coming. And Hafiz was ready to face it.

As soon as the door opened, the woman in front of the door turned to see who opened the door.

"Hafiz!!!??" the woman was surprised.

"Mom ...."

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