Double-role

CHAPTER 54 (Season 2)

Sometimes love comes as a test, it does not come to settle down and it only leaves pain. Experiments are as complex and mysterious as that, but behind them there are millions of good.

Episodes of life sometimes continue to spin, its existence invites surprises are not inevitable. It can be a laugh of happiness or vice versa. However, God will never give anything wrong to any servant.

The love that was lost because of death somehow reconnected. The red thread that had been severed bound again along with magic came crashing down.

The surprise for Azam today was amazing. He was confused, not believing when Zara, the secretary introduced him to someone.

The hour that was still showing at half-ten in the morning had awakened him to stay awake. He did not expect to see her figure again after such a long time.

"Yes-Yasmin?"

Calling that name again was like there was a sharp pebble stuck in the throat. Azam rose from his throne to welcome them.

Zara smiled widely and walked over to the boss's desk.

"Boss, this is Yasmin Fauziyah. She is an interior designer who has just arrived from abroad. Yasmin had lived there for a long time and had just returned to her homeland" Zara explained introducing the thirty-seven-year-old woman.

Yasmin Fauziyah was of standard stature with a height of no more than 160 cm and was smiling warmly.

He wore a black robe combined with a milk coffee blazer in line with his syarab. However, there is a difference between Yasmin's late wife and Yasmin now.

Yasmin Fauziyah is more fashionable and shows her elegant side, compared to the deceased who prefer to wear very feminine clothes.

The person in front of him was so conspicuous as to show the impression of a very strong independent woman. Azam was pecking at the spot when he saw her same smile. A pin on the other two, that's what he thought.

"W-how can there be two people who look so similar?" his great-grandson could still be heard by them.

Yasmin took a few steps forward in front of Zara then nodded her head briefly and stared into Azam's bright brown eyes.

"As Miss Zara said, I am Yasmin Fauziyah. A few months ago you contacted me via email, and I'm sorry to be here now. There's too much work there that I can't leave. Sorry for the delay" Yasmin explained.

Azam came to his senses and realized that the woman right in front of his eyes was a different figure. He nodded awkwardly and let the two sit down.

Being around people who were so similar to the late Yasmin made Azam unable to concentrate.

Time and time again he had to turn his eyes away every time Yasmin returned her gaze. Zara who realized it raised next to the corner of her lips silently, there was a hidden meaning behind it.

"It seems like my plan is going well" he thought.

...***...

Like dry plants in water flush, coolness and hope back to grow to the surface. Azam did not expect to be reunited with someone who was very similar to Yasmin.

The woman he used to love so much has lived again in a different figure, as if God sent others to restore old memories.

"Astaghfirullah, what am I thinking? I can't possibly want it anymore, it's been seven years since Yasmin left. There is no way she is my late wife, definitely a different person" Azam said alone.

"Boss must be surprised, right? That guy looks a lot like your late wife." Zara returned to the room uninvited to surprise him.

Azam raised his head to look straight ahead where the secretary who had long worked with him, had once expressed feelings.

Disbelief and worry perch in the chest, but he realizes that between work and personal affairs are different things. That's why Zara still works there and remains her secretary.

In addition to his good performance, Azam has also trusted him as an accomplice. No one knows what the human heart is like.

"How did you find Yasmin Fauziah?" ask Azam curious.

The woman with the shoulder-length curls was sitting right in front of the boss. His red lips glared as their gazes met, Azam hurriedly looked away and behaved normally.

"Not to worry, Mom. I don't have any feelings for you anymore" Zara realized.

Like scraping an old wound, Azam just reviewed a smile and waited for Zara's answer to her question.

"Oh, I'm sorry for my stupidity. We're still in the office I shouldn't be sassy," he continued.

"Not to think about it, we've been friends for a long time. Do whatever makes you comfortable ... so?" azam reminded me.

Zara nodded at a glance and stared fixedly at the figure before her. Azam is still the same as before, kind, friendly, and does not discriminate anyone. That's what made him fall in love at first sight.

It's a pity that he had to clap one hand when he found out that Azam was married to Yasmin.

He undoes that liking and can only stare at Azam in silence. However, he also found out if the boss had remarried. He could not believe it until he saw and heard what had happened.

The opportunity to be with him was wide open, he became upset when he found out that Alina was Azam's second wife. He tried to get them to separate, but his ways seven years ago did not work.

He was refused to directly incise a deep wound. He thought there was no way, until one opportunity came and he began to re-design the story that had been extinct.

"I can't be in a relationship with anyone. I just want you, Mom. Is there no place in your heart for me? Why can't Alina do it while I don't? Anyhow I have to get you," Zara thought as she looked straight at Azam.

"Five months ago I met Yasmin at one of the events. I was abroad and was surprised to see her face that looked so much like your late wife. I tried to get acquainted with him, then like fate .. he turned out to work as an interior designer. At that time I was thinking is it better if you guys meet? I just wanted to show it to you, Mom," she explained later.

Azam is confused, his mind is back. His heart was beating like fireworks scattered in the night sky. Although dark dominates, but there is a soothing light from the beautiful glow that lights up.

Seeing Azam's silence, Zara smiled meaningfully. He did not lie when he said he wanted to bring the two together. Behind it he kept a plan and only himself and God knew.

"Until the time comes, I'll wipe your wounds. I want to be by your side and say again if .. I love you so much, Mas Azam." The heart says when obsession becomes an opium that wants to be obtained.