
Amaras
I didn't expect that Alby and I would meet at the orphanage. Moreover, he was celebrating his son's birthday. Yes, his son with a wife he said he was forced to marry!
Honestly, I was happy to see her face so close. I tried and struggled to forget the man, but I was a hypocrite. I still look at one of the photos I took secretly a few months ago.
A few months ago when I fell in love with that handsome, thin figure. I don't know why I liked it, at that moment! Maybe it's my taste, like a cold figure like the Febri thing used to be.
And now at this time?
I don't know how I feel. Am I really starting to forget that handsome widower? I don't know!
Stupid me! Why am I still fascinated by that handsome face. Handsome guy a lot, but why only Alby and Alby overshadowed my eyes. What's so special about an Alby???
He's twice! Twice failed to get married!!! Okay, he was left for dead by his second wife. But what doesn't make sense in my mind is that he married another woman in front of his legal wife. Which woman is not sick! I'm the only one who didn't experience it also felt the sadness of Bia! At the time, I didn't know Bia or Alby.
If I think about it, what am I really afraid of? Afraid of my true feelings for Alby. Are you afraid of making wrong decisions?
Tok.dok...
"Lake in!"
Tone came into my room.
"What's the tone?"
"There's a foreign man who wants to meet you Miss."
"Foreign man? Meaning how?"
"Yes foreign Miss. Not indigenous people" Nada replied again.
"Bule means?"
Nada nods.
"Who? Like I don't have an appointment with an investor from abroad."
"Like he's not an investor, Non."
"Oh yeah? Then who? Didn't ask her name first? What business is it?"
"She didn't mention her name, she just said that there was something important she had to talk to Miss Amara about."
"Who the hell?"
"Truly a stranger, right? Not Alby?",many of me. Tone knitted his brows.
The lha? Where's Alby? Do I expect him to meet me in my own office????
"That handsome, jutek Mr Alby of HS group is Miss? No, seriously bule!", said Nada reassuring me.
I smiled wryly. Don't you? A Nada alone recognizes the good looks of the creature named Alby.
"All right, let him in."
"Yes Miss, excuse me!"
I nodded, Nada also came out of my room.
Moments later, Nada returned with someone I knew. I widened my eyes looking at the figure that was with Nada.
"Frans??" I stood up from my oversized chair.
(Who speak English? Heheheheh English base mamak very very very bad ⁇ ️😆)
"I'm sorry miss!", said Nada. My eyes were fixed on the sight of the British and Singaporean stucco foreign man.
"Mara?!", she approached my desk.
"You...why are you here Frans?"
"Because I'm looking for you. I've even found out in your agency before", replied Frans.
"Why are you looking for me?", I asked to be as calm as possible.
"Because I love you Amara!"
I laughed cynically. Love said? After the lies he created?!
"Stop showing love to me. Haven't you hurt your wife and child enough???"
"They're dead, Amara!"
I blinked my eyes. Died off? Huh! She could have lied to me with her 'goodboy' face saying she was single. He was a husband and father at the time! How can I believe that he is speaking honestly????
"If they're dead, then what does that have to do with me?", I folded my hands on my chest.
Let me be arrogant! I don't give a shit.
"Because I want to, you come back to me. That's why I came all the way from my country to see you. Ask you to be with me again."
I smiled cynically. It's so easy for him to talk 'back' after what he did to me???
I have to be in the position as an actor even though I do not know Frans' status which turned out to be lying to me.
"You think I want to?"
''Why not? I know you're still alone until now!"
Is he investigating me?
He's coming closer to me. Even that tall body was right in front of me.
"If you're asking me to follow your current beliefs, I don't care. What matters is that I can be with you. And I, I'm gonna work at one of these city hospitals. Not a hard thing for me."
I pushed his chest closer to me. He took a step back.
"Have you forgotten me?"
"Yes!", I said briefly. I fell in love because I saw him as a good man. But after knowing if he made a big lie, I had completely forgotten about this figure of an indo man. I hate her!
But it turns out he's getting closer to me.
"Unfortunately can't!", she brought her face closer to me. Even I felt his breath sweeping across the surface of my face.
I tried to push back as hard as I could. I can defend myself, I am not a weak woman!
But because of my unfavorable position, he pushed me against the back wall of my desk. Locking body.
"I told you Amara, I love you! To the end of the world, I will look for you! And get you again!"
She brought her lips closer to me, but I dodged. He grins thinly.
He pressed the lock of his hand against my back and made me look my head up.
My eyes and Frans' eyes stared at each other. If she looks at me longing, I'm the opposite. I hate him so much.
"Detach!", I asked. If only he hadn't locked my footwork, I would have fought him with my foot. Unfortunately, he was also good at martial arts.
"Before I say!", yell at me again.
Slowly he let me go. But his gaze was still not diverted from mine.
"Please, come back to me, Amara!"
"I did love you Frans, but that was it!"
"And I hope you will fall in love with me again!"
He still stands before me.
"Please hope, but it will never happen!", I said with emphasis.
"really?"
"Yes! I'm not married but that doesn't mean I don't have a boyfriend!"
"Is that? Then... what if your lover knows, you who have now turned into a Muslim figure but have a bad past, with me?" he whispered in my ear.
"What do you mean?"
"One Night Stand?" he asked.
"That never happened between us!"
Frans smiled faintly. Touching my cheek, but I'm rough.
"But if your lover knows, you've slept with me, how?"
"Sleeping with you? Dream!!", I pushed her rudely.
"Yes.it's true, we didn't do that to Amara. But something else?", he asked.
"What do you mean Frans?"
"What if your parents knew, the lover you said you knew too, even the public knows. If an Amara has ever spent time with a foreign man in a conflict country. He is on state duty. What's their response?"
"I'm not afraid of your threats. Because we never do anything."
"Never do anything you say? Then what are we doing in my room?", she lifted my chin.
Nay! I did nothing but cuddle up and kiss her. That's all! Does he want to threaten me with that?
"I'm not afraid of your threats, Frans. And you can't force you to go back to a lying man like you!"
"But I love you Amara!", she said widening her eyes even now she's pushing me back against the wall, again! His eyes were red indicating how emotional he was. Is it because of my rejection or because the threat doesn't scare me?
"Let go Frans!", I said slowly but with great emphasis.
"You think I'll stop here? No Amara, I will never stop until you come back to me and love me again!"
He grabbed my lips, ********** so brutally. Instead of enjoying it, I immediately pushed her body as hard as I could.
Plakkkkp! I slapped the figure of the doctor who once filled my days in a faraway country.
Frans rubbed my former slap. But he had no intention of replying to my slap. He is smiling.
"The more you try to get away from me Amara, the more I want to get back to having you. And once I find out, who is the man you said to be your lover, just wait! What am I going to do to him!", Frans threatened me.
Whatisthis? Nay! He's just threatening you Amara!!! My inner.
"French!"
"I love you Amara. Anything I would do to be able to have you again. Even if I have to change my nationality and even faith!", he said with his index finger outstretched before my eyes.
I squeezed both my hands. Frans peeked at the top of my head before he actually left my room.
Is this Amara????!!! I rubbed the rough ex Frans kiss earlier!
I punched the air in front of me.
Arggghhhh! I put both my hands on the table. My breath went up and down in the face of the emotion of Frans' sudden presence.
If she could just easily find me here, what if she also found out about Alby???
Athaghfirullah! I scooped my face and sat on my stool.
I want hijrah! I want to be a good Muslim. But why should there be an event like this!!!! I wiped my lips with the tissue on the table. Rub the tissue rough. It doesn't matter if it will cause injury.
I'm down at the table. Why does my journey of love have to be this complicated, God!!!
Ting! My phone clinks. There's an incoming message.
Febrit? Mumbles.
[Amara Assalamualaikum. Today, we want to hold the aqiqah of our daughters. I hope you have time to come to our show later ba'da magrib.]
I immediately replied to a chat from Febri.
[Yes mas. God willing I came]
I let out a breath. Febri is happy with her little family now. Then why am I still this way????
I called Nada to my room.
"You call me, Miss Amara? You know, miss Amara why?", she looked at my lips that might be a little peeling because I rubbed rough. Good thing the tissue just chained under my desk.
"Ngga any Tone. Oh yeah, you're not busy, are you?"
"No miss!"
"Tone, I'm asking you to buy me a present. My friend just had a baby twin. Can you buy a suitable gift maybe?"
"Twin huh? Eum, how about a babystroler for Miss's twins?", ask tone.
"May also know your idea. Please buy it? Send it to his home address. I chatted to you their address."
"Fine miss. I will buy it soon. Excuse me!", said Nada. After the tone came out, I went back to thinking about Frans who suddenly disturbed my life. My work has not been touched at all because of the bule.
Astaghfirullah!!!! I rubbed my face. Than I'm not calm like this. It is better for me to rest on the power even though it is not yet time to pray Dhuhur.
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