Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

Be goodbye! (Matthew)

The sun this morning shone very bright, the light seemed to tell that the young Governor, Refal Mahendra Shekar was being covered in happiness. Since leaving Tahfidz's house, his lips have been unable to stop carving smiles, for the first time in two years he has been able to smile without burden.

Dretit.Dret.Dreep.

The phone that Refal put near the steering wheel kept vibrating, no matter how strong it vibrated, Refal would never take his call, he did not like to talk while riding.

"What's wrong? Don't you have any other job but to bother me this early?" Refal said annoyed as soon as he pulled over and received a call from his Assistant.

"Sir Governor, sorry. There's an emergency problem. I already know the cause of the chaos that has been going on lately. Right now I've secured the bastard who took your name. What should I do with him?" Said Bima over there.

Refal's blood was boiling, now anger was beginning to fill every pore of his body. The smile that had since adorned his handsome face turned one hundred and eighty degrees. No more love, no more family, and no more personal affairs that would shackle his hands, when it came to work, Refal would throw away all relationships.

"Wait there. And keep him in check, I won't let that traitor get away with it that easily." Refal grumbled with anger.

Meanwhile, in a different place, Matthew was busy eating his breakfast. He was honored to receive sweet treatment from all members of the Wijaya family.

Ever since he entered the Wijaya Mansion, not once did he get ill treatment, all the family members were warm to him like their own family. Indeed, Matthew felt at home in the midst of a harmonious family in the class of the Wijaya family.

"Son Matthew is really going back to Bali this afternoon?" Fatimah asked after swallowing her food. He looked sad, but he also felt relieved because the handsome young man in front of him would return to the middle of his extended family.

"Yes, Ummi. I'll be back this afternoon, since last night Mama just kept calling. She said she missed her son so much and wished I could go home soon. I had no choice but to fulfill my mother's wish.

Since the work with Mr. Alan is done, I've decided to go home this afternoon." Matthew said as he looked at Mr. Alan and Ms. Fatimah sitting in front of him. Matthew sitting next to Fatih looked sad.

"While Matthew need not be sad, I will report the situation inside the house and outside the house in detail." Guyon Fatih sneaks Matthew.

"Training don't tease him, Ummi doesn't like it. After all, your Matthew bang couldn't be sad to leave us, arriving at the Island of Gods he would forget all of us. The charm and beauty of the place will take away its sadness." Ummi Fazila said with a faint smile.

Bang Matthews! That was how Fatih called out to the handsome man sitting next to her. Since Matthew visited the Wijaya Mansion, whether Fatih, Regan, or Umang, the three beautiful men were easily very close to Matthew.

Matthew's simple attitude and hilarious behavior make things easier, maybe only one reason that makes Matthew feel comfortable in the middle of the Wijaya family.

Alrighty!

Everyone was kind to her, young and old, they were all the same.

"I want it to be like that Mr. Alan. Unfortunately, I can't do it. My mom kept calling and asking me to come home. If my boyfriend did it, I'll make sure to decide without thinking.

As Mr. Alan knows, in fact, too much attention to our parents is the most beautiful distraction we can ever receive." Matthew spoke frankly. His face again showed a smile.

"When is Miss Fazila getting married?" Keep Matthew again.

"Tonight will be an engagement, and the next day or the day after she will marry the great man we have chosen for her." Ms. Fatimah replied as she gestured for Matthew and her husband to move into the living room. Fatih? He ran to his room after finishing his breakfast.

"Wahh.... That was a real surprise. If I could stay, I might be the happiest." Matthew spoke again, this time showing off his sad face. He's not lying. He was sincere when he said it.

"Mrs Fatimah said the future son-in-law of Mr. Governor. Master is really lucky. Among the millions and even billions of men in the universe, it turns out that your son-in-law is a Governor.

I became curious as to how good Mr. Alan's daughter was, ever since I came to this day I still have no chance to meet his Brother Fatih."

"She's a busy girl. After returning home from college he will teach at his tahfidz house. In a week he's only coming home on Sunday, then Monday morning he'll be back. That's how our firstborn spends his free time." Said Mr. Alan while looking at the smiling face of his wife, Ummi Fazila.

"Abi Fazila was right, son Matthew, our daughter was second to none. That's why we hope Nak Matthew stays here until the marriage process is complete. How's it?"

Matthew who was asked could sigh harshly. Even though he wanted to attend the wedding, he still would not be able to do it, the work that was still left in his homeland was still piling up and asking that in a movement.

"The fate of the welfare fighters is like this, many souls depend on us, and there is no other way we have to do it than work twice as hard as anyone." Matthew continued without removing his gaze from the faces of Mr. Alan and Ms. Fatimah.

"If Ummi hopes Nak Matthew stays, unfortunately Ummi can not prevent Nak Matthew to leave. Ummi has prepared a little present for both parents Nak Matthew, tell them we are waiting for their arrival to visit." Ummi Fazila looks sad, for two weeks he was very close to Matthew.

"Bagas will take Nak Matthew to the airport. Because tonight's gonna be an engagement you're sorry you can't take."

"It's okay sir, I can understand your condition. I'm sorry that as long as I'm here, Mr. Alan and Ummi have treated me so well.

Come to Bali in the near future, I promise to be the best tour guide for Mr. Alan and Ummi." Said Matthew with a face that again showed off a charming smile.

A second later, Matthew hugged Mr. Alan, shook Ummi Fazila's hand and kissed the back of his hand. He respects the two figures in front of him as much as respect for his own parents.

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