CEO Held And Princess Nobles

Opportunity Before the Deal

The moonlight that befriends the night star. Although the star was not as much as the previous nights. But, he remained faithful to accompany the lonely moon up there.

Fayra was still dissolved in grief that no one wanted to accompany. He did not allow anyone to enter his ward. The message was conveyed to the doctor Febriani who treated him.

"Mother Fayra. Why not allow anyone to see the conditions, you?"

"I need some time to calm down, Doc. All right, if I don't want to be disturbed by anyone right now, Doc?"

"Well, if that's what you want. So, I will convey this later to the mother's family," said Dr. Febriani who fulfilled the wishes of his patients.

"Thank you, Doctor!" Doctor Febriani only replied with a smile.

"Then, excuse me. Happy resting!" he said before leaving Fayra alone.

"Yes, Doc." replied Fayra with a face that showed no joy at all.

...*****...

Arfan and Raynar are still waiting in front of Fayra's nursery. They hope to get some good news from the Febriani doctors.

As soon as the Febriani doctor came outside, they immediately searched. Various kinds of questions were asked. As if they could no longer be patient.

Arfan asked Febriani first. "Dok, how's my wife in there?" A smile was imprinted from the doctor's lips.

"He's in good shape. But, ..."

"But, what, Doc?" sambar impatient Arfan.

"Psychic conditions that need to be considered. Because, women who are pregnant will be more easily depressed. So, you should not put pressure in any form on Fayra's mother, yes sir! I beg ... once on the family side, to give Fayra's mother time to calm herself." explained at length the doctor's mother.

"How can I leave my wife alone in there, Doc? I can't obey the doctor's orders. I had enough time for him to calm down until tonight. I was patient this morning, Doc. Sorry, I can't take it anymore." Arfan was arrogantly trying to break into it.

"Sir, Arfan ...! Please listen to me, sir!" prevent Febriani doctors with a slightly elevated intonation.

Raynar also tries to stop Arfan's reckless actions. But all of that is in vain. Both Febriani and Raynar. Nothing can stop Arfan's reckless actions.

"Surge, Everything ...!" agonizing Arfan who immediately managed to break into the room.

"Fang ...!" scream Raynar from behind the locked door haughtily.

As soon as Arfan entered the room, his net caught an unusual sight. Fayra stood in front of the window that had opened. Complete with infusion on his wrist, which still faithfully accompany since a few days.

Slowly and very carefully, Arfan stepped foot. He tried to keep Fayra unaware of her present presence.

He secretly steals the dialogue of his wife, who is grappling with a bit of a sad story behind the walls of the heart. A quiet nuance was enveloping Fayra at this time.

The beautiful woman's net had been glazed, almost even wet. His lips began to open to speak.

"Yes ... God, can my servant be strong about this test?" his lips trembled as the crying had made it outside.

"Will ... can I give birth normally? Just like the expectations of every woman who wants to be a mother?" asked Fayra who was looking at the sky from the open window.

The cold night was enough to make Fayra's fragile skin feel an incredible cold. After his sentence was spoken. There was a person who wrapped his hands around his fragile body from behind.

Deg .. deg .. deg ....

Put the heart rhythmically with more extra tonal beats. Fayra could not deny the sense that this really makes it comfortable, safe and full of warmth.

The gap grew tight and made them bond with each other. The breath of the perpetrator who embraced the fragile body, sounded so timid.

Fayra turned her fragile body with maximum effort. But, still he was blocked.

There was a regular gasp of breath and it started to shake his heart. Arfan who was behind him started to open his lips to make a sound.

"Don't, say that! Hahhh .. huhhh," Arfan tried to regulate his breath that felt choked as if bound.

Fayra could no longer speak, he could only move on. Start putting fashion on her to become a loyal listener.

"Mas sure as sure as possible .. You will be able to give birth to our children into this world with extraordinary. So, don't you feel alone in dealing with all this." Arfan set his breath before continuing his speech.

"You're Mas's wife, Fay. How can you feel like you're alone, hmm? We married to live together, right? You should have shared your grief with Mas. Not by talking alone like this," his advice, which was nodded by Fayra who had begun to open his mind and confused.

After listening enough to the words for the sake of the words that are uttered. Fayra began to speak with a flat face that made Arfan tremble.

Their faces stared at each other and their eyes caught each other. A husband and wife scene that hasn't happened in a long time. Now it starts at the play back.

Fayra rubbed her husband's left cheek gently. He made a charming smile. It makes Arfan feel comfortable.

"Mas .. I'm a selfish woman, right? Can't understand the situation. Can't make you happy after we get married. Tid-" Arfan no longer wants to listen to explanations. As soon as he raked those pale lips with a powerful kiss that deepened. The kiss that he had not given to the sweetest part, which made him long all the time.

After giving enough indulgence and sweetness. Arfan immediately said, "You are a great strong woman! Not a selfish woman. That's not true. You are the one who makes me feel the happiness of a relationship. Relationships that God has halted." Arfan again gave his kiss while hugging the fragile body of the wife.

...*****...

The morning sun again greeted the inhabitants of the earth. The leftover raindrops last night, still reluctant to leave.

Savina who had returned cheerfully again entered the bathroom. He began his day with happiness. No longer want to think about the pain he experienced yesterday.

As per the agreement last night that Savina said. Adiwangsa's father gave himself the opportunity to reach an agreement.

The ritual of bathing is now over. He was looking for the clothes he would wear for today. I don't know why he wanted to wear a more reserved and polite dress.

"Well, I should just wear this shirt." he muttered after he finished choosing clothes in his wardrobe.

Savina's choice of clothes fell on a robe that he would combine with an instant hijab. Finally, Savina finished wearing Muslim clothes. She has also decorated herself with natural-style make-up.

"Finishing .. at last, ready as well." chirped Savina, when she was done pecking herself in front of the mirror.

Savina went out of her room and down the stairs. Under the stairs had been waiting for his two parents. They also welcomed Savina's arrival while still sharing their best smile.

"Mr ... Mama ...! Since when is it here?" savina asked with an expression that surprised her.

"Come, have breakfast, baby! Before leaving, it's good to have breakfast together, yes!" hazna's advice to her son who has looked different.

"Oh, huh? Tumben, you're wearing a hijab. Why did you change your appearance, son?" added Hazna again.

"Yes, Son. What made you think of doing this?" chirps Adiwangsa.

Before answering, Savina explained in advance what she would do later.

"Ma, Mum. I want to take Morgan for a walk to various places of worship. So, it would be nice if I wear clothes like this" he explained with good grammar and courtesy.

"Oh, so. Yeah, already. Come on, we'll have breakfast!" bring Hazna back.

They also eat breakfast with Savina's favorite dishes. There is a fruit salad, clear vegetables do not forget also tempeh and tofu bacem. After breakfast, Savina paid a farewell to her parents.

"Ma, Bc ... Vina go first, yeah! Say hi to Fayra, if papa and mama go to the hospital," Savina said before she left.

"Yes, Honey. Mom and Dad will tell her. After all, Arfan didn't come home from last night either. Mama's bringing her a change of clothes" Hazna replied.

"Then, Vina left now. Assalamualaikum," he said to his parents.

"Wa'alaikumsalam!" answer Adiwangsa and Hazna together.

...*****...

Savina arrived at one of the mosques in Yogyakarta. Savina called Morgan Tan. He tried to make peace with the situation.

Tut .. tut .. tut ....

A phone call was also received from across the street. Morgan picked up the phone from Savina.

"Yes, hello ...,"

"Can we meet now at the Kotabaru Syuhada Mosque?" savina asked with an incredible degree of deg-degan.

"OK." said Morgan without further ado to ask first. He who was driving his car, immediately rushed to the place intended by his heart.

...*****...

Arriving in front of the Syuhada Kotabaru Mosque (Yogyakarta). Morgan was surprised to see Savina's unusual appearance. Morgan felt a different aura than usual in Savina.

"Did I see wrong? Isn't that true Savina? But, why is the appearance so different?" knock Morgan's heart with questions.

"Morgan ...!" call Savina with a slight increase in her voice, not forgetting that she waved her hand.

"Oh, yes." Morgan slightly ran over to Savina.

As soon as he got near Savina, Morgan became even more fascinated.

"He's really getting pretty! I really admire her beauty, Lord!" praise Morgan Tan involuntarily in her little heart.

"Morgan, I'm sorry for my attitude yesterday! Today, I was given a chance by two of my parents. I will not waste what they have given me. I-" said Savina on the sidelines quickly by Morgan Tan.

"Wait a minute ...! What does this mean, My Sweety Girl ...? Don't tell me you want me-" Morgan can already deduce Savina's thoughts.

"Yes, I want you to learn about my religion and I will also learn about your religion. We make a deal after we're done with everything. You want to, right?"

"You sure?" morgan asked with a slight look on his face that seemed doubtful of Savina's idea.

A small nod Savina gave in response to the decision.

"All right, I agree!"

They also began to enter the mosque by keeping a safe distance.

...*****...

Will one of them abandon their own faith? Or ... will they release each other with sincerity?

I don't know, let time answer all those questions!

...*****...