Dilemma of Marriage Left

Chapter 41

"Sir Fatan, wait!" exclaimed Nila who was still standing in front of the door.

Then the man stopped his steps and turned around.

"What's wrong?"

Nila walked closer to Fatan until the distance between them was only a few steps away. He saw the man well, meticulously from the tip of the forehead to the chin. He is so perfect now in his eyes. "It turns out I love her" Nila said spontaneously in her heart.

"Nila .." called Fatan when he saw that his secretary was stunned to the point of not blinking.

Moments later, Nila gasped. "Ehem." He loosened his throat so as not to let out a falset tone when speaking after this. "Sorry sir, I'd like permission to speak to you in private, may I?" tanyanya stared fixedly at the pair of eyes in front of her.

"By dong, no one is bothered" replied Fatan. The man was suddenly misbehaved when he found such a fixed gaze given by Nila.

"Thank you ... " Nila lowered her head for a moment then raised her face again while taking a breath. "Who is Charma really, sir?"

Fatan instantly knitted his two eyebrows. Staring in wonder, because it was unexpected that Nila would ask like that. "He ... my future wife" he replied, exhaling.

While Nila, her breathing seemed to be stifled. Feels very tight in the chest. But he tried to smile. "Oh, so it looks like."

Within seconds, his heart was broken again. He was just about to start putting together a beautiful story with the man he loved.

"When will the wedding be, sir?" asked Nila again while giving a suggestion in his heart that he should give Fatan to others.

"I still plan .. " replied Fatan still relaxed.

"Oh I guess in the near future this .." said Nila. It felt like the longer he saw Fatan, the more his heart ached.

"Why are you so curious about him?" ask Fatan suspiciously.

"I'm just making sure that the woman who is with you will really be able to support your career going forward. You see, I suddenly remember the vision of your mission to advance the company in this city, even to the point of separating from the headquarters. Even so, you must have known him better, right?" Nila chuckles amusedly. Unconsciously his eyes began to glaze over.

Fatan realized that. "Are you crying, Nila?" He did not laugh because he had been watching Nila very closely as well.

Sontak Nila stopped her laughter. "Huh? Crying?" He touched both of his eyes and it turned out to be true. There was a clear liquid on the tail end of his eye. "Ah not sir. I'm just moved, finally Mr. Fatan can find the woman you've been looking for" he said. The look on his face was deliberately made happy as a form of respecting his boss.

Unfortunately Fatan did not believe it. His feet stepped forward until the distance between the two was only one step left.

His hand was raised and landed gently on one of Nila's cheeks. Their views were locked together, without realizing their heartbeats were in rhythm. Dusty erratically.

Moreover, Nila, she felt the rush of blood flowing very rapidly in each veins. Instantly he closed his eyes, feeling the soft touch of Fatan who continued to rub his smooth cheeks. It feels so much love there.

Then Nila opened her eyes because of the statement that had just been uttered by Fatan. Next to his hand was lifted and held the hand of Fatan still attached to his cheek.

"Don't make me misunderstand your treatment. Mr." His hand lowered Fatan's hand to stay away and not touch his cheek again.

But the hand that was about to be released by Nila, immediately grasped by Fatan.

"Misunderstand what you mean?" asked the man still did not understand the direction of Nila's conversation.

"I was wrong, sir. Because all this time ... I guess you have the same feeling as me, yeah ... I've misinterpreted the other for all your attention so far," replied Nila dare to admit.

"The same feeling?" Fatan patted his forehead, then rubbed his face rough.

Nila just nodded in response. His gaze was still the same, still serious.

Either Fatan suddenly silent. As if I'm out of words. His hand was taken off by him and he looked frustrated.

"Pak Fatan is calm ... I can learn from experience. Loving someone doesn't have to have that person. I can only pray, whatever has become your decision, hopefully can lead you to happiness for the future" said Nila very wise. Because for him the greatest heartbreak is to let go.

"Thank you very much Nila ... All this time I only thought of you as a friend. I have to admit, if I really love you as a friend and I don't want our friendship to be ruined because one of us loves you," obviously Fatan then took a deep breath and stopped slowly.

"Yes please ... " Before Nila turned around, Fatan immediately carried her into an embrace.

Nila is increasingly powerless to resist or rebel. He just kept quiet.

"I'm sorry Nila ...." That's all Fatan can say. That man cannot be sad.

"There is nothing wrong, sir. "timpal Nila then tried to release Fatan who has been holding him since. "Who wants to lose love? Even those we know sometimes are unconscious. How can you blame feelings that are hard to guess?" then he chuckled slowly.

"Rightly what you said ... I hope you and I can be happy always. We ... Friends!" Fatan patted Nila on both shoulders and the two of them threw smiles at each other.

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Upon returning from Fatan's house, Nila chooses to return home to the apartment. In addition to wanting to rest his body, he also wanted to calm his mind.

With a gontai move, Nila went into her apartment unit. He then removed the heels and laid his body on the bed. With a supine position, Nila stared at the ceiling of her room.

"Everything is clear Nila ... Mr. Fatan will soon belong to someone else. That means you have to let go. Yes ... Give up the person you love, to be happy with the choice of his heart. And it's not you." The woman had a monologue in her heart.

It didn't take long, and Nila finally fell asleep.

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In her dream, Nila was in a building that had been decorated with various maca flowers, just like a wedding party.

"Whose wedding is it?" tanyanya.

One of the entrances of the building was wide open. Nila's two eyes instantly rounded perfectly.

"They look good."

In the middle of a nightmare for him, the sound of a phone call made him wake up. Nila sat up on the bed.

"Jeez, what was the dream just now?" It clucked. "My mind is really overrated!" he murmured while rubbing his face rough.

Nila immediately looked for the whereabouts of her phone because it still kept ringing. He looked around for the source of the sound and it appeared to be in a bag lying under the bed.

Then he saw the name on his screen.

Mother is calling ....

"Hello Mother?"

"Sister, it's me ... Lativa!"

Nila instantly remained silent while linking her two eyebrows. He also made sure that the name in the call was his mother's contact.

"Lativa ... What's up?" tanya Nila was starting to worry. Lativa's tone sounded panicked.

"Mother Brother .... " Lativa suddenly cried. Nila was getting worried.

"Why mother, Tiva? Talk the right way!" Nila's tone rose by an octave. Lativa makes him impatient to immediately know the true state of the mother.

"Mother ... "