Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

Refal Rejection!

"Ummi, Refal tipped Fazila huh?"

"Friday prayers are about to begin!"

Refal looked at his mother-in-law with a smile. A second later he began to put his prayer equipment into his left handbag.

"You don't have to ask Ummi to take care of your wife, long before she was yours, she was my daughter." Said Umm Fatimah while holding back her laughter, Umm Fatimah felt funny after hearing the words of her daughter-in-law.

"Again, without you asking Ummi will definitely take care of your wife. See her face?" Umm Fatimah looked at Fazila's pale face with a faint smile.

Refal's gaze again centered on the beautiful face of his beloved wife. Honestly, Refal misses Fazila's smile, a smile that is always seen every time he goes to work or comes home from the office. Without Fazila, the life of a Rephal is bland. How else would you like? All business is in God's hands. Man can only plan, but all the decisions of God are decisive. And sometimes, something we consider good is not necessarily good according to God.

"Fazila we look like we're dreaming beautifully in his sleep, there's no burden on his face. Ummi is sure Fazila will soon be around." Continue Ummi Fatimah again which was then in Aamiin right by Refal.

"Darling, I'll go first. I'll see you soon after Friday's prayer." Refal stroked Fazila's head. There was no movement from the woman because her condition was still as before, a coma. After kissing Fazila on the forehead, Refal immediately left the two women he loved dearly, Fazila and her kind mother-in-law.

Just now that Refal was about to board his car, suddenly his hand was choked by someone from behind. The surprised refal instantly turned around, he stared at the handsome figure in front of him while throwing a rough breath. There was a sense of inadmissibility in him as people stopped their steps to run towards the Mosque.

"I know you! But, we're not that familiar to talk to each other." Refal started the conversation after closing the car door.

"Sorry Governor, I interrupted your trip, but I promise you this will be the first and last time." The figure in front of Refal confirmed.

"Aren't you Mr. Matth.." Refal's words stuck in his throat, he tried to remember the owner of a handsome name in front of him, unfortunately he could not remember it clearly because they were not that close to exchanging names or just greeting each other.

"Well, Mr Matthew, what can I do for you?" Refal reopened his voice because he had to end this conversation immediately.

"Can we talk for a second? I promise it won't be long, five minutes is enough." Said Matthew while pointing towards the park bench.

"Alright, you're five minutes from now." Refal said as soon as they sat on the park bench.

"I want to ask for permission to meet Miss Fazila, I want to talk to her." Matthew speaks directly to the point. He does not want to be convoluted so that the time he has is not wasted.

"Hm!" Refal let out a rough sigh, his eyebrows intertwined in disbelief at what he had just heard from his rival.

"Haha! Do you think I'll let you meet my wife?" Refal laughed, but a second later his gaze was as sharp as a dagger.

"Not going to." Connect Refal again. He got up from his seat and walked away leaving Matthew alone.

Hid. How dare he ask to see my wife when I know he loves Fazyakan so much. A thousand times you ask, a thousand times I will reject you. Refal murmured in his heart as he accelerated his footsteps.

Honestly, Refal felt annoyed when he found out his love rival was extraordinary. However, soon he began to smile proudly because fate was on his side, his beautiful destiny to embrace happiness with the most beautiful woman in the world, Meyda Noviana Fazila.

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