Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

The Visit of Mr & Nyonya Sekar

"Obati them, and don't let them off easily. I'm sure behind the arrogant attitude they show there are strong people who support them.

I'll make sure to finish this mess up to its roots." Rephal said as soon as he stood in front of Bima.

Bima looked worried, without even saying a word Refal could guess the way his assistant thought. Their age is only two years away. For Bima, Refal is like his own brother, although Refal looks indifferent but basically he is still a leader who sometimes behaves hard but also soft.

"YOU'LL PAY MA-HA-L." Speak to the store owner in a stammering voice. His face looked like bread smeared with strawberry jam, his nose was broken and the corners of his lips were bleeding. It turns out that when Refal says his opponent will not recognize his face when mirroring is not mere nonsense.

A second later three fellow shop owners on papah by some police, their circumstances are not much different from the master. Only one suitable word describes their plight, that is, pathetic.

"Sir, let's go to the hospital. Father's face looks bruised. Tonight the family will pay a visit to Mr. Alan's house, which means the Madam will ensure the engagement of the Father with the daughter of his business partner." Sahut Bima while showing off her sad face.

"Don't mind me, I'll visit somewhere else. If Mama calls you tell her I'm in an important meeting with Mr. Vice." Reply to Refal while enduring the pain that came from the corner of his lips. Not only that, he also felt pain in his back. Understandably, four to one makes the power drained.

"Make sure they get the best treatment, after recovery immediately throw them into the bars. I don't care if they become crocodile food, which obviously doesn't give them any leeway." Rephal said again before he really left Bima with all his sadness.

Ten minutes later Refal was already sitting in the steering wheel of his service car, he did not allow the bodyguards to follow him, his heart was too broken and he did not want his sadness to be seen by anyone.

She is a beautiful girl, she is also very energetic. Every word that comes out of his mouth, all contain the truth. Yet to that ruthless man every word that came out from Miss Hilya's mouth sounded extremely bitter. His five comrades ended up in the hands of a ruthless man with just one shot that managed to pierce through the heart.

That lady... Because he was involved in a fierce fight with the drug dealer mafia and also the bookies, he was arrested by two men who managed to paralyze him.

I admit he was very deft, he acted at the right time. The hidden camera he placed on his body managed to bring in ten of his police colleagues. Outraged, the chief criminal kidnaps and tries to harass her.

I admit... She is not a whiny girl and gives up easily. As he is pressed and tries to escape from the mafia leader's confines, he launches his last defense, the, he picked up a small knife tucked in his shoe then injured and threatened to end the life of the brash man who tried to harass him.

Before he left he shouted in a loud voice that his Refal would not let go of the person who dared to hurt him. Two minutes later the girl was able to escape.

Unfortunately the mob boss who knows everything is furious, he orders to end the girl's life in a tragic traffic accident... Close the shopkeeper after Refal had managed to knock him out.

Refal's blood seemed to flow ten times faster, hearing the shopkeeper's confession made his anger even more burning. He had never even touched Hilya, daring once that brash fellow was intent on harassing his beloved.

"Sir... Please forgive me for challenging you. I promise I won't do this again." Said the shopkeeper in a clear voice, while the three employees were unconscious on the floor.

Huaahhhhhh!

Recalling the confession of the shopkeeper made Refal increasingly filled with anger, he shouted, his eyes reddened, his teeth chattered, even many times he hit the steering wheel of the car located in front of him. At a time like this, there was nothing Refal could do but drive his car to Hilya's grave. Even his longing for this sweet girl filled all the pores of his body, this parting was too much for Refal. But there is nothing he can do but surrender to the Destiny that has been decided by Almighty God.

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"Pa, where's Mr Alan's daughter? It's been five minutes we've been sitting here, Mama didn't even see the trunk of her nose. Is he not home? What's wrong with that girl? It's late and she hasn't come home yet, is Mama wrong to think of reuniting Refal with this house girl?" Asa spoke in a whisper in the ear of her husband, Mr. Anton.

"Don't talk like that, Ma. Papa's sure all the residents of this house are good people." Reply Mr. Anton while looking at his wife's anxious face.

"What's up, Pa? We've been sitting here since then, not the owner of the house who came, who came and even his assistant." Madam Asa complained while squeezing the small pillow that was on her lap.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat... Forgive us, we are late to welcome Mr and Mrs Sekar.

Before you came I told the housekeeper to serve you well, I happened to be and Abinya Fazila had to pray magrib and read the Qur'an first. May we not make Mr and Mrs Sekar wait too long." Said Ms. Fatimah while greeting Madam Asa, her beautiful face showing off a charming smile.

"That's okay, ma'am." Madam Asa replied surprised.

"At any time Abinya Fazila will come down, please drink the tea first, we'll talk after dinner." Said Fatimah again.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." Said Mr. Alan as soon as he got to the living room.

"Wa'alaikumsalam Warahmatullah..." Reply Mr. Fatimah, Mr. Anton and Mrs Asa together.

Mr. Alan greeted Mr. Anton then cupped both hands in front of his chest while smiling at Mrs Asa who was standing to the right of her husband.

"Ummi will see the dining table, whether everything is ready or not." Said Ms. Fatimah while clutching Mr. Alan's fingers, there was no reply for her other than a nod of her head and a charming smile.

"Sir and Lady Sekar, excuse me for a moment. We'll talk again, later." Ms. Fatimah asked for permission while cupping both hands in front of her chest.

Two minutes later, Mr. Alan as the owner of the house, Mr. Anton and Mrs Asa left in the living room. Enjoy a warm tea while talking.

"Mr Alan pardoned us for being too presumptuous. Can we meet Mr Alan's daughter now?" Madam Asa started her serious conversation.

Glekkk!

Mr. Alan could only swallow the saliva hearing Mrs Asa's impetuous speech. Seeing the behavior of Lady Asa and her husband who seemed rushed to make Mr Alan think, should he agree to this matchmaking? Or just reject it without thinking first? This is all really confusing.

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