Marrying my Helper Girl
Accidental Meeting (Part 2)
"Be a Woman Like Sayyidatuna Fatimah Azzahra
When He Was Watched By Men, He Was Shy And Feel Uncomfortable
Not Proud...
About ME
I'm not like him..
I can't wear Eyebrow Pencil, though,
Not wearing Softlens, though,
Wearing Eyeliner is afraid of being flashy,
Lipstick is rare.
I'm not like him..
Who is good at decorating themselves,
Who has a beautiful face,
The beautiful one,
The one who was amazed when you saw him.
I'm not Him..
The one dressed Fashionably, I was just dressed like an aged woman. I'm just a simple woman, wearing what I've got.
Because you know basically, beautiful is not the same as back to the ground.
God never said that his face was beautiful in Heaven.
But it is the beautiful heart that God Insha His Guarantee Heaven...
I am grateful for what is on my body.
Cann't make a face, I can't,
This is what I am..
(Aulia Syasya Bela)
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In the Doctor's Room
While in the Room of DR. Rifqy Al-furqan precisely the room of the President Director of General Hospital of AM Region after the departure of Bela (the girl who hit him.
DR. Rifqy sat down with her head leaning against her chair. At the sight of the girl's mobile phone that had hit her earlier with an indescribable look. In the swirling flat object, continued with smelled Mobile phone in his grip, the smell of vanilla fragrant like a typical woman. Rifqy like to recognize the fragrant, like the fragrant smell of the woman who helped him when he was in an accident 1 year ago.
Rifqy is memorized by the smell of her fragrance, because she was in the lap of the girl for almost 1 hour, plus a hand that could not be separated from the girl first. So inevitably the girl who has helped him must also come into the room of the ER (Emergency Unit) at the same time.
Rifqy scowled after reading the name BELA on the phone's Softcase. A name that's like a famillier in Rifqy's ear, but Who? figured
So the girl's name is BELA*? beautiful name as her appearance*. Rifqy muttered with the curvature of the lips forming a smile that is rarely seen by anyone. Even Dimas as Assistant and Friend who accompanied his career struggle very rarely saw him smile like today.
Dimas scowled for a moment like there was something different from Rifqy. Butwhat?
"Qy Lo why the hell?" ask Dimas curiously
"Why not" replied Rifqy briefly
"Keep why it's the smiley lips of themselves rich Crazy people" Dimas chirped at his Friend
"The caveman is crazy!" Ketus Rifqy answered Dimas's question
"Qy, are you really crazy?" stupid question
"What kind of question is that? the one asking the boss is crazy! Lo crazy times?" elak Rifqy
"Yes Lo said she was crazy" Dimas argued in self-defense
"Emang" replied the lazy Rifqy
That's the girl who had this phone.
Why is she crying? Is he looking for this phone? Rifqy's mind wondered
Ahhh sittssss why does my heart ache to see him cry like this? Who exactly is the girl**?. Mumbled Rifqy who seemed to wonder why there was something strange with his heart when he was near the girl. His heart grimaced with pain from the cry of the veiled girl, for some reason? Rifqy doesn't know why?
Approach the girl with a feeling of unease and wonder
"Hey what's up? are you looking for this?" Tanya Rifqy thrust her mobile phone and handkerchief by bending her body in front of the girl
The girl received the handkerchief immediately She wiped her tears and looked at the young man who was thrusting her mobile phone, the same young man she hit earlier this afternoon. The look in their eyes for a moment met, without a second thought the girl immediately looked back when she realized she had looked into eyes that were not her mahram.
"Hey, don't you want to take your phone?" Ask Rifqy again
"Ahh yes thank you very much for returning my phone? Again I say thank you?" Reply Bela with a bow
"Who are you, oh what's your name?" rifqy asked by extending his hand to shake hands
"I'm Bela. And sorry we're not mahram!" Bela answered by cupping her hands in front of her chest
"Oh right, sorry that" said Rifqy to take back his hand and put it in his pants pocket
"No problem! then I'll go first. Again I say Thank you very much?" pamit Bela went to leave in front of Rifqy. Bela seems uncomfortable when dealing with a man who is clearly not his mahram.
"Yes, thank you" replied Rifqy
"Assalamualaikum" greeting Bela and immediately leave Rifqy alone there
"Wa'alaikumussalam" Rifqy replied to the girl's greeting without heeding her eyes
Good girl, Sholeh again. Said Rifqy with a fluffy smile on her face
Ahh yes tonight I have to go to my helper girl's house. Rifqy's memory of something excited her again.
The Flashback
"Qy, mending Lo aja who to the house of the girl who howled Lo then**?" Dimas told Rifqy, trying to negotiate
"Damn Lo! Do you dare to rule the cave? huh!" sahut Rifqy does not accept
"Yes not rich that Qy, is Lo who has the same business girls? why is it the cave that has to be there? gini nih you can directly meet the parents of the girl to chat about your plan to talk about her son" Dimas explained what max He had Rifqy there alone
"Why is Lo's brain so watered down!" Rifqy said with a mocking smile
"Damn Lo! the cave has gone first there is business. And this is the address of the girl.
The cave is sure if this is the real address" Ketus Dimas handed over the address of the girl
"here! clay cave. That's where you left. There!" Rifqy drove Rifqy away to leave immediately, of course it was just a joke
Dimas left Rifqy's room with a head bobble to see his best friend had been conquered by a girl. And even girls who haven't been known at all.
Flashback Off
Rifqy passed by leaving the Hospital, He walked into the Hospital parking lot to pick up his car.
He immediately entered the car to return to his home.
Arriving Rifqy in his magnificent minimalist home he entered and walked quickly on the steps of the house to the bathroom in his private room
ahh I was finally able to lay down my body for a while before I took a shower and left again. Rifqy muttered with her eyes closed
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