Destiny Love Rianti

12. I Want You to Be My Wife

One by one, people started waiting in line to give prescription papers to me and Susan. Susan and I painstakingly provided every drug listed there.

"Rianti," said someone I know well.

"Well doctor," I answered, sending a glance towards Mas Hafizh.

"I want to talk for a minute, I wait in my room," she said and waltzed off to her room.

I just nodded slowly.

"San, I went to Hafizh's doctor's room firstwell, is that okay?" I said to Susan who was looking at the doctor Hafizh walking.

"Doctor Hafizh is so handsome well," he murmured small, but I could still hear.

"Do you like Doctor Hafizh?" My heart teases Susan.

"Who does not like her Ri, is handsome Soleh again, my type is really," she said while squeezing the tip of her hijab.

I just laughed at Susan's behavior. But there is also a point said Susan, every female employee in this clinic is hypnotized by good looks and behavior mas Hafizh. Everything seems to be racing to be made a wife. Except with me.

"San, I went to Hafizh's doctor's room firstwell, put this away first." I gave Susan some prescription papers. The woman gave me a code to agree with me.

I walked into Doctor Hafizh's room. Mas Hafizh was seen sitting seriously while moving his bolpoint.

"Assalamualaikum doc, can I come in?"

"Wa'alaikumussalam Rianti, please come in" he replied, inviting me to sit down.

"What did the doctor call me?"

"Hmmm, call me if it's just the two of you."

"Eh Iyah, mas Hafizh," I replied as I linked my fingers.

"Look Rianti, there's something important, that I want to tell you." There was a serious expression from Mas Hafizh's face.

"I, want....." Mas Hafizh stammered. Sweat was pouring from his temple. I was confused to see the behavior of the man who often made my heart beat this fast.

"Why do you want?" I'm getting curious.

"I want you, man ...."

Czechoslovak.

Hafizh's words were cut off when the door was opened by a beautiful woman in pink fashionable clothes.

"Good day doctor Jonathan," he then approached Hafizh mas.

"Mirandas? When's that?" Do you know where I'm from?" Mas Hafizh immediately stood up to greet his guests.

"I just got to yesterday Jo. I got the address from Ms. Brenda. I asked through Whatsapp," he said softly with a sweet smile.

"Ehhh Iyah, Rianti, meet this Miranda, my best friend from high school."

I stood up quickly while sticking out my hands to shake hands. Miranda immediately grabbed my hand and introduced her name.

"This is who Jo is?" Ask Miranda.

"This is my employee Mir, I happened to call here because there was a need."

"Oh that, I think'in his successor Amira," he chirped with a slight laugh teasing mas Hafizh.

Mas Hafizh was silent for a moment and looked at me. Back this chest is pounding. I don't know why the weird feeling lately is attacking me. Ahhhh come on, I don't want to be stuck with a man anymore. It's enough Galih that's ever let me down. Don't repeat it again.

It felt bad to be among them,

I also say goodbye to Hafizh mas and Miranda, although actually I am still curious about something that Mas Hafizh wants to say.

My feet immediately stepped towards the pharmacy not far from the Hafizh mas room.

It turned out that Susan was a little troubled by the various drugs listed on the prescription paper. Soon I helped her to find some kind of medicine and wrap her into one.

In my struggle with various types of drugs, suddenly my salary rang. A sign of an incoming message in my WA app. Because it was too busy, I broke my intention to read it. Eventually, I forgot the message.

***

Eight hours is my time to work. Now I can go home because my work hours are over.

Walking towards the exit of the clinic, I accidentally paced with a slightly lowered Hafizh mas when I met him.

The man didn't greet me at all. He just passed me. In a moment of excitement I thought, remembering a message I had not yet opened.

Soon I pulled my salary from my pocket, and opened a message from the contact that read Doctor Hafizh. Slowly I opened the message, I gasped and turned to look at Hafizh mas who was now behind me.

[I want you to be my wife] a short message from Mas Hafizh.

I'm stuck in silence, back and forth these eyes staring at Mas Hafizh and his short message. I don't know what to answer. To be honest, this heart is still afraid of being in a relationship with a man again. Afraid the ship would sink again.

"What does this message mean?" I deliberately asked Mas Hafizh, but the message was clear enough for me to explain the matter of marriage.

"I'm proposing to you, Rianti. I want you to be my perfector."

The words of Hafizh made this heart melt temporarily. However, the dark shadow of the past made the broken heart, become hard instantly.

"But I'm afraid. Afraid of getting hurt again."

"I'm not going to hurt you Rianti. I promise you!" Answer with confidence.

"Never make a promise. Even Galih said his sacred promise with God in front of many witnesses. But now he's breaking that promise."

This self began to sob. Not because I still love Galih. But because of the let down trauma that made this heart so hard to accept the proposal of the good man in front of me.

Mas Hafizh was still silent. He no longer looked at my face. Now turn around I look at the sad face that always helps me in my bad times.

"Please Rianti, give me a chance to heal the wounds in your heart. Not all men are assholes like Galih, Rianti. Don't reject me Ri, I've...." Words ceased.

"What's it all about?" I was bluffing a little.

"I don't want to say it until you're legitimately the lawful one for me Rianti!" He answered loudly with eyes staring at me.

The nanar gaze of Hafizh made me even more confused. I've completely lost faith in men. I know Hafizh is good, but that doesn't guarantee that in the future he will continue to be good.

Mas Galih was a good man too. But in the end he changed. I can't survive if someday Mas Hafizh will be like mas Galih. I can't help but be disappointed.

"I'm sorry Rianti mas. Rianti is not ready. Rianti was afraid of being disappointed again," I replied with a sobbing that was held back.

Slowly I started to walk backwards. Leaving the now pathetic mas Hafizh. There is pain in the heart when the self is unable to accept the proposal. But the trauma of the past was too great to cover this sense to him.

I turned back to Hafizh. With heavy steps try to walk away from him.

"If you are still in doubt, then Istikharah prayer is the answer. Ask for his guidance, I know you have the same taste as me. I'll wait until Rianti's erratic deadline." His words made this move stop.

For a moment I was glued, digesting the word for word he said. This body began to tremble, unable to resist the taste, just crying that was the antidote to despair.

"I will not force my will. But just this one time Ri, please say my name to your Lord when the last prostration of your evening prayer. Ask him if I'm good for you or not." He still continues his words.

"I'll wait for Rianti!" Further.

I turned around to look at Mas Hafizh back. He's still in his position. But not for a long time he moved and left me who was getting anxious. My heart and mind are clashing with each other.

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