CEO Held And Princess Nobles

CEO Held And Princess Nobles
Hearts of My Sister



Sick, disappointed, angry for sure! Isn't that human?


Sometimes giving up does not mean losing. No, not at all! That's not the correct definition, man!


The sweetness of life can only be felt, if we have been able to respond to every problem happily.


Don't forget to keep smiling! Especially in the present day, the state of the art. Nothing will stand in the way of intention and determination. As long as there is a will, there will be a way.


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Accompanying the wife in the hospital has become mandatory. Arfan can't let go of his wife if he has to do everything alone. Often, he helps his wife with all her heart, soul and body.


Which wife will not be happy, if treated in such a way? Of course, every wife will crave a husband like Arfan Alhusayn.


Almost all that Arfan has is the characteristics of the husband, which is coveted by every woman in general.


Sweet, considerate, meek and above all because of his adherence to religion.


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As long as Fayra was sick, Arfan was on standby to accompany her and look after her.


"Mas, we're going outside, yuk!" invite Fayra who has begun to feel the boredom is extraordinary.


"Why? Are you bored in the room, huh?"


"Yes, Mas. Suddenly, my free soul felt constrained if it continued in the room that was bounded by the barrier wall," he said, which made Arfan giggle.


"Well, I'm laughing, anyway?!" fayra protests are getting hotter.


"Yes, sorry! Yuk, we're going outside. Later, let me push you in a wheelchair, huh?" Fayra glared at her husband.


"Mas, am I not paralyzed? Then, why do you have to push me all, huh?"


"Udah, say it, yes! It's for your own good, dear Fay." Without much protest, Fayra began to follow her husband's instructions.


They also quickly traced every inch presented in this hospital. Towards the park that is available around the hospital of course.


Look for fresh air and bask in the morning sunshine that warms the body and mind.


Seen by their two pairs of neutrals, when Savina came with her face puffy. It's like a puddle of water that was overwritten by the rain all night for which it never subsided.


"Mas, that's .. Vina's sister isn't it, anyway?" Fayra asked while patting Arfan's wrist gently.


"Yes, you're right, honey. Why does Savina look so moody, is that it?"


"Eh, wait a minute .. There's something different about Savina today. But, ... What is it, Mas?" fayra said after she realized something different about her sister.


"The clothes, dear ...." Fayra nodded in understanding.


"Eh, how did I just realize, Mom?" his sambar after he noticed it and reflexes hit his eel.


"Eh, uh, uh .. Why was it that he hit the eel?" arfan said.


"Yuk, I'll take you to Brother Vina!" Arfan pushed the wife's wheelchair and called Savina with a rising intonation.


"Mak Vina ...!" his screams were immediately obtained from the brother-in-law.


Don't want to look like you're in grief mode. Savina hastily removed the trace of her crying that could not be denied anymore.


"Sir Vina ...? Why sad?" plain asked Fayra which made Savina wonder full of astonishment.


"Why is my brother silent? I saw that, brother. When my sister comes in. Brother is wiping away the traces of tears brother. No, lie to me, brother!" keep Fayra on again.


Arfan could flinch, watching the conversation between the sisters in front of his eyes.


"Fay, how are you today? When can you go home?" Savina tried to divert the conversation.


"Mas, take me to sit there. Later, leave me with Savina's sister alone," Pinta Fayra who Arfan quickly followed.


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Under the tree ...


After the two of them sat down under the tree, Fayra began to interrogate her from heart to heart. In his face clinging to the misty netra that frames the face of his sister ayu.


"Hiks .. hiks .. hiks ... Fay, you can never get happiness" she said with tears in her eyes.


Fayra rubbed gently on her brother's back with her right hand. He clenched his shoulder closer into his arms. Calm the soul that is grieving. Look at the white sky filled with clouds.


"Sister, does all this have anything to do with Morgan Tan?" tanya said from Fayra's lips.


"Why do you know?" savina's plain sahut quickly rose from Fayra's arms.


"Hahhh .. The sadness is too clear my sister described. How can I not know right away?" Savina slightly inched away from her nearby sitting position.


"Why did you stay away? Is brother shy about telling me about sister's romance, hmm? There is no Arfan. Just the two of us. Mas Arfan will not suddenly come, Sister. Believe, Brother!" persuade Fayra who had started to feel tightness in her chest. He could not, if he had to look at the silhouette again on the face of his sister's mother.


The tears kept pouring down Savina's thin cheeks. Slowly the beautiful girl opened up. He opened his mouth to speak. Voicing the truth he had just experienced.


"Son asked my mom and dad to let me find what my sister's purpose in life was, Fay. After you do everything you think is right. In fact, all of that leads you to a consciousness that is difficult for you to explain" she explained slightly ambiguously.


"What does Brother mean?"


"Yes, I was thinking of changing my faith to have Morgan Tan. But-" Fayra quickly interrupts Savina's remarks.


"What, Brother ...? Brother want to change faith? Astaghfirullah p thing adzim ...! Istighfar, Brother! If anyone changes that belief, it's not brother! But, he ...."


Anger was evident on Fayra's face which had turned 180° (degrees). Fayra did not expect how weak the brother's faith was because of love.


Love is still misty in its path. Love that is still not necessarily the direction and purpose. A love based on something that still needs to be considered.


"Alhamdulillah, you don't do that, Fay. Thankfully, God made you feel a great vibe that made you afraid to do it" said Savina, who had begun to feel the warmth of Fayra.


Their eyes met and mocked each other.


"Basic ugly! Brother if the cry is really ugly know," taunted Fayra who made Savina laugh a little afterwards.


"You're the same Fay. In fact ... uglier you know." reply Savina who can already look cheerful.


"So, what did you and her decide?"


Savina shook her head slowly and went back into silence.


"Say, Brother! No, all of you are alone! That's not good, Brother ...." Fayra's advice paid off.


"Son't tell him you better not continue our relationship, Fay."


Hearing that, Fayra could easily understand the contents of the heart of her beloved brother.


"Can Morgan take it, brother?"


"He's just quiet, Fay. Big sister doesn't know what she's going to behave like" Savina replied, staring at the increasingly clear sky with the morning sun.


The brother and sister looked glued to the scroll of clouds up there. While from behind another tree, someone is stealing hear the contents of the conversation of the brothers with high caution.


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"Fan, where have you been? Where's your wife?" ask Raynar who is preparing to go to work.


It's become a habit for Raynar. Jiika, before going to the company she took the time to go to the hospital first. He said to look at Fayra's condition and also see his future mother-in-law.


"So she I left with Savina's mother, Mas. Anything I need to tell her, Mom? What, Mas Raynar wants to say something to Fayra, Mas?"


"Oh, no. As usual, Fan. I just want to see it before I go to the office. Oh, aye. Did you see Hamas coming here, Fan? I asked him to go to the hospital before going to the office. There's a file I need to ask you in more detail. He said he had arrived at the hospital. But, how come it doesn't look, huh?"


"I haven't seen Hamas since. This is also me just finished going to the doctor Febriani when Fayra can go home" explained Arfan.


"Well, where'd the kid go, huh?"


"Let me call him, Mas. Maybe he got stuck on the road" Arfan guessed.


"okay, shit! If so I look at the prospective in-laws first, yes. Later, you check the files that Hamas carries. He knows everything I want to ask you. So, you'll ask him directly, yeah!" yelling Raynar while patting his sister-in-law's shoulder gently.


"Well, Mas." said Arfan swiftly.


Arfan started calling Hamas.


...*****...