Elegi Love Nayla

Chapters. 11

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"Bring Zidan here!" pinta Rizal with her voice heard softly. He was heard by Nayla.

"Papa wanted to know how the face and personality of the young man who had been presumptuous ensnared the heart of the papa princess," he continued, accompanied by a faint thin smile on his pale face.

"Good, Pa. Nayla will take Mas Zidan to this room to see Papa. But Papa has to promise Nayla! Papa will not speak and be rude to Mas Zidan. Papa won't tell Mas Zidan to leave Nayla, let alone threaten her."

"Papa can't promise, Nay. Depends how papa's assessment of Zidan will be."

"Nayla believes, Papa will like the person of Mas Zidan, because Mas Zidan is a very polite, simple, intelligent young man, understands the sharia, and certainly very different from Jordan."

"That's according to your judgment, not necessarily according to papa's judgment."

"Later if Papa has met with Mas Zidan, Nayla is sure .. Papa's assessment of Mas Zidan will be the same as Nayla's assessment."

"Hm, hopefully, Nay."

"Yes, Pa. Hopefully."

"Well, get Zidan here, before you change your mind!"

"Ogeh, Pa," said Nayla. Of course accompanied by a line of smiles that showed a row of white teeth lined up neatly.

Nayla then moved from a sitting position, then planted a kiss of affection on Rizal's forehead before he came out of the room.

Rizal. He was very speechless when Nayla without cues anchored a kiss of affection on his forehead, because this time Nayla did it.

Apparently the kiss that was sprinkled by Nayla made Rizal realize that the only daughter of his puppet was very fond of him.

Rizal also realized that Nayla's embrace created a sense of happiness in the soul and was able to drown the pride of heart.

After Nayla passed away, Rizal cursed himself in his heart, because all this time he and Rumi had neglected their daughter and were more concerned with business matters. Rizal felt very sorry, because he never hugged and stole his daughter with affection.

What Rizal knows, his daughter only needs to be spoiled with luxury, not an outpouring of affection from him, nor from Rumi.

"Ehem." Ilham deliberately cleared his throat to divert Rizal's attention.

"Sorry, Sir. I have to go back to the hospital, because there are patients waiting. Take care of your diet and drink the vitamins that I have prescribed. Once in a while, take a vacation with your family or hang out with your friends. Do not continue to work so that your mind and body are not too tired or experiencing stress" he said while advising Rizal.

"Yes, Doc. Thank you." Thank you."

"Together, Mr. Rizal."

After bidding farewell to Rumi and Maria, Ilham took his steps out of Rizal's room, followed by Sinta who walked behind him.

"Eng, Doc. I have something to ask the doctor. Can you not, Doc?" Sinta ventured to open her voice, although she had to withstand the turmoil of taste that filled the niche of the heart.

Instantly Ilham stopped the swing of steps as soon as he heard Sinta's words. Then he twisted his body to face the sweet girl.

"Dok--" Sinta's vocal cords were blocked when the beautiful face of Inspiration filled the field of view, so that he could not continue the strand of the word he wanted to say.

"Eng, a-nu ... Dock. Why every time I met Doctor Inspiration, my blood flow seemed to stop and my heart beat was pounding. Is it possible, it's a sign that I have heart disease, Doc?"

Inspiration laughs little and shakes slowly. He was very amused to hear Sinta's words tickling the ears.

"So, I asked seriously."

"Yes, I know. Honestly, I'm confused as to what to answer?"

"The doctor doesn't have to answer now. Later or tomorrow after the doctor checks my heart condition."

"Hmm, okay. Since I have to return to the hospital immediately, I have not been able to check on Miss Sinta right now. But, I will give you a panacea recipe for Miss Sinta."

"Effortive recipe?"

"Heem."

Inspiration wrote something on a white piece of paper, then handed the paper to Sinta.

"Read this recipe in the room, when Miss Sinta is resting!"

"Good, Doc. I'll read it tonight. But if I can't read Doctor's handwriting, I'll take this prescription straight to the pharmacy and hand it over to the pharmacist."

"I guarantee you, Miss Sinta can definitely read it herself, without having to come to the pharmacy and ask the pharmacist."

Before Sinta could reply, Ilham walked away from the girl and walked towards the courtyard of the mansion - where his car was parked.

Sinta shook her head and stared at the back of Ilham until it disappeared from sight.

"Sin, why dumbass?" Nayla's voice successfully diverts Sinta's attention. Suddenly, Sinta turned towards him.

"Eh, Non Nayla."

"Don't dumbass! Better, you immediately help Sindi prepare lunch for Papa and Mama. The two of them haven't had lunch, have they?"

"Astogeh, yes Non. I forgot to."

"Yes, I live first. Papa must have been waiting for us."

"Yes, No."

Nayla then swings her legs, leaving Sinta and guiding her guests up the stairs - towards Rizal's room.

Despite being overwhelmed by fear, Nayla tried to shake the feeling and recite the ink in her heart.

O God, take away this fear. Make the affairs of the servant and melt the heart of Papa, so that Papa will accept Mas Zidan as his prospective daughter-in-law.

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