Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

The shame!

From a distance of ten steps Fazila and Refal were seen throwing smiles at each other. Refal was too happy when he saw Fazila coming. He even wanted to leave the Minister immediately who just kept saying nonsense. Nonsense about setting her up with her daughter.

"Have arrived? Mercifully. I've been waiting since!" Refal said as soon as he stood in front of Fazila. His charming smile hypnotizes Fazila.

Instead of answering Refal's words, Fazila cupped her face with her soft fingers. He stared intently at the group of girls who were dressed for lack of material. His sharp gaze seemed to be telling, 'He's my man so never say nonsense about him' without turning his gaze Fazila immediately whispered in Refal's ear.

"Did the Governor see a group of women standing near me?" Tanya Fazila remained in a firm standing position and whispered.

There was no reply from Refal other than a slow nod of the head.

"The Governor trusts me, right?"

Again the Rebal could only answer with a slow nod of his head.

"alright. If the Governor believes me then don't say anything." Fazila said in a soft voice.

A second later there was no more conversation, without the cue Fazila directly put his thin lips on the soft lips of Refal. Hundreds of eyes. Ahhh no, thousands of pairs of eyes were staring at them with shocked gazes. No exception a group of girls who had been talking about Rebal with words that succeeded in provoking Fazila's irritation.

"No, who is that woman? How dare he steal the Governor's kiss? I'm upset." Grumpy lady in a red lighted dress. His gaze was as sharp as a dagger as if he wanted to skin Fazila alive.

While Refal?

His body was tense, his chest was pounding very hard, no one knew that he was not doing well, getting sweet treatment from Fazila made him feel like he was in the garden of Heaven. His lips even carved a smile. Really, this feeling of happiness cannot be expressed even with just words. Everything is too beautiful.

Realizing all the girls who were in the hotel Ballroom tonight were looking at her with an annoyed look Fazila began to withdraw.

"I love you. Really-love you. I don't know when these feelings started to appear. Maybe after our marriage? Or maybe after we stay in the same room? Or maybe when the Governor was honest with me about your past with Miss Hilya? Or maybe this love started to slip into my chest cavity after I set foot for the first time in my Mama's house.

I don't know what you think of me. But, honestly! I can't be away from you." Said Fazila in a soft tone of voice.

Glekk!

Refal swallowed the saliva, not knowing what to say. Fazila's confession of love that was so sudden and in front of everyone made Refal seem to fly with air. When Rephal was preparing to do the same thing as Fazila did, which was to express his feelings in front of everyone, but he was already preceded by a clap that sounded echo in his sense of hearing.

Prokkk.Pokk.

"Aist! The Governor is married. It sucks." The grumpy girl in the bright red dress was again.

Refal and Fazila! They exchanged lyrics realizing all eyes were staring at him with curious gazes. It was as if tonight they were the one who became the King and his queen. The excitement of the wedding party of Mr. Minister's daughter was replaced by the curiosity of invited guests about young women who claimed to be the Governor's wife who had always been a question mark.

This time it was the Minister's turn to clap his hands, he really could not believe what he saw and heard. Twenty minutes ago he even boasted of his daughter Milea, hoping that Refal would marry her. Now he was embarrassed to remember his words, as if his words wanting to match up to Rehal became a painful slap. He is disappointed, disappointed to lose the chance to get the extraordinary daughter-in-law of the class of Refal Mahendra Shekar.

"The Governor is married? Did I hear wrong?" The Minister asked with a surprised face.

"Yes. We're married." Reply to Refal while grabbing Fazila's fingers and grasping it very tightly.

"If I am disappointed that I cannot be the Governor's father-in-law, from the bottom of my heart I congratulate you on your marriage." Said Mr. Minister, this time he thrust his wrist to shake the hand of Refal.

"Haha! The minister doesn't have to say that. Miss Milea is a beautiful girl, I am sure she will find her soulmate just as I found my soulmate.

Meet my wife, sir. She is a Lecturer and the daughter of the owner of this hotel. We've just got married, and the wedding will be in two days' time and in this place.

Tomorrow, my Assistant will come directly to the office of the Minister to submit an invitation letter. I hope Mr. Minister and family can be present in our happy moment." Refal said without removing a smile from his handsome face.

While Fazila? He could only cupped his hands together in front of his chest to express his respect.

"Miss Fazila, you're very lucky. I have three daughters whom I try to match with the Governor. And bad, three of them were rejected by Mr. Refal." Mr. Mentri complained, and that was the truth.

The first daughter of the Minister was on good terms with the late Refal's fiancee, Hilya. After Hilya was absent, the Minister tried his best to match her first daughter, desperate for no response from Refal he again tried his luck by betrothed his second daughter, everything failed because Refal just kept making excuses. And now Milea who had just returned from Canada failed because Refal already had.

In fact, no matter how hard a person tries to unite two hearts that are not destined by God, he will never meet.

"thank you. I consider what Mr. Minister said to be flattery. I hope Mr. Minister's daughter is happy too." Reply Fazila while bowing his head respectfully.

A second later the Minister began to leave Refal and Fazila because his Bodyguard said there was something important he had to finish.

"Hm! I should what? All the girls in this place looked at me with sad eyes. I think the girls were sad because they couldn't get a chance to get close to me. Whether you realize it or not, I'm the perfect candidate." Refal prided himself in front of the timid-looking Fazila.

"I'm hungry. Can we eat first?" Fazila, who was foolish, just wanted to divert the conversation so that Refal would not ask the reason behind his aggressive gesture of kissing Refal before thousands of pairs of eyes.

"He's really sweet." Babe Refal followed Fazila from behind.

Mr. Governor is a real bitch. I saved her from the girls' bad words, and now she's proud of herself. I admit that he is second to none. You stupid Fazila, why do you kiss him in front of everyone. It's really embarrassing. Fazila's mind twitched, he came out without eating anything.

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