
...If you love someone before marriage, then there is nothing lawful for you other than Doa....
...☘️...
Throughout Khadijah's steps, all eyes seemed to be on him, a look of intimidation, and being so judgmental.
I don't know what's wrong, it's just that Khadijah realized that he shouldn't have come to this place, especially without the permission of the Aksara before him.
The gaze did not like much Khadijah saw from the pairs of eyes that were staring at him.
The sooner Khadija swung her footsteps, to be honest it felt like Khadija wanted to disappear, and no longer showed her face in front of the subordinates of Aksara who seemed to be laughing at her. Until without feeling the frail body of Khadijah hit something.
Brugg!!
Luckily Khadija was not injured, because the previous one collided with him was a human not a wall or glass.
"Sorry !"
"I'm sorry I didn't mean it !"
Khadijah lowered his face, aware of his mistakes and carelessness, which was not careful, thus making others feel uncomfortable from clashing with him.
"Khadija !!"
A familiar call in his ears. 'Mas Dirga' Batin Khadijah.
Sure enough, when he looked up his face, Khadijah could clearly see the shade of Dirga's face greeting him. A face that always shows warmth, even though Khadija can not really feel.
"Astaghfiullah!"
Quickly Khadijah again lowered his face. Fresh in Khadijah's memory, how last night Dirga had said his feelings to Khadijah.
The incident last night certainly made Khadijah have to keep his distance from the man who has legal status as his sister-in-law. Not only to avoid slander, but also to maintain her honor and her husband's self-esteem.
At first glance there is a different appearance from Dirga, Dirga that Khadijah sees today, looks more mature with a suit stelan attached to his body, and the, it was not Dirga that Khadijah used to see with a plain shirt and a doctor's lab coat on his campus.
Do not want to linger Khadijah decided to pass immediately.
"Sorry Mas Dirga, Accidentally Colored "
Khadijah passed by, after saying his apology, Khadijah no longer wanted to engage in conversations that would further corner him.
"Khadija !!"
Until the call from Dirga, Khadija ignored it, because Khadijah prefers to keep a distance with his college friends and sister-in-law.
In addition to not wanting to engage in conversation with Dirga, also because Khadijah did not want Dirga to see his tears, which will further strengthen Dirga's assumption if Aksara does not really want Khadijah.
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Workspace Aksara.
"Lake in !!"
Say the script from behind the glass wall of his study, after several beats there.
It has been approximately one and a half hours, Aksara again struggling with his work, because there is a little problem and need to be repaired again, so that makes Aksara feel wrath even on Khadijah before her.
"Excuse me, sir !"
Aksara's sharp eyes stared at her personal assistant. And it certainly also invites confusion from Dion over the gaze of his big boss.
"I'm sorry, you mean ?"
Dion asked foolishly, for honestly he did not know what the Aksara had meant.
The two eyes of Aksara were perfectly rounded, realizing his question on Dion was precisely greeted with his other question.
"Oh. Sorry sir, Mrs Khadiah refused me to deliver"
Looking at Aksara's sharp gaze, Dion only understood where they were going.
"But Bu Khadijah should have reached Pak's house"
Not yet had Dion said his purpose, meeting Aksara. Aksara first got up from his seat, and went somewhere. Leaving Dion in his confusion.
The step of his level is enough to help Aksara quickly reach his goal, so it does not take long, Aksara has been outside his office. Staring and looking for the existence of Khadijah, but his pesky everywhere Aksara did not find the existence of Khadijah.
But if you think, of course Khadijah has gone home, already since an hour ago, if still here for what, 'think Aksara'.
'Did he go home' in the heart Aksara asked.
Without a second thought, Aksara immediately connected the call with the person in her house. Because it has been an hour since his debate with Khadijah, if the return should have been Khadijah up to 'Batin Aksara'
Tut Tut Tut
After the phone call is connected, Aksara finds Mbok Nah from the other end of the phone.
But the face of Aksara changed instantly, when he heard the speech of the figure behind his call, who had somehow said what.
Aksara's face pale just like that, considering it only takes 15 minutes from the office to his home, just like the rest of the time, but this is why it has been an hour longer Khadijah left his office but has not reached the house 'Thinking Aksara'.
Fresh in the memory of Aksara when Mbok Nah before her, said if Khadijah had not been at home, because previously Dion picked up and brought on the orders of Aksara.
'Where is he'
Confusion and panic instantly haunted his feelings, imagining Khadijah himself in a new city a few days ago, especially this is also the first time Khadijah came out of his house.
Out of nowhere, but as bright as Khadijah's beautiful face, just imagine inside the Aksara brain, imagining a lot of striped men wandering around out there, she said, of course the beautiful face of his wife will not be missed by many bad men out there.
In the confusion that Aksara felt, Not long ago Dion came to his approach.
"Prepare the Car" Aksara decreed
Dion nodded and prepared the car he had parked not far from the door of the lobby where they were standing.
However there was something different from the Aksara's attitude this time, he broke through to Dion who had just stepped off the steering bench, and immediately sat down on Dion's seat before him.
"You take care of everything, I'll find him !!"
Dion clearly knew the 'He' that Aksara meant. And a smile spread instantly seeing the panic on Aksara's face, instead of being happy to see the panic of his boss, it was just that Dion saw the change in Aksara's attitude.
Nudge the head into Dion's answer to Aksara's earlier utterance. Don't forget Dion lowered his body slightly to salute his big boss.
The car drove with Aksara sitting behind the wheel. It has been a long and very long time maybe, the last time Aksara held the steering wheel, but the skills and skills of Aksara in driving can not be underestimated.
The former Circuit racer who eventually migrated to become a CEO was easy, the beginning of being forced, until finally Aksara got used to it. Because Mr. Lukman who is no longer able to lead the company, the company that was on the verge of bankruptcy at that time. Until Aksara chose to plunge and restore the glory of his parents' company.
The dense streets of the capital did not discourage Aksara's intention to seek the existence of Khadijah. Panic was clearly visible on Aksara's handsome face.
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