Missing Voice Azhan

S.2. I love you more than you love me

Akila stared intently at the handsome face that was currently locking her body until it stuck to the apartment wall. The girl could even feel Dhafa's breath blowing on her cheek. Although her heart was beating violently, Akila tried to control it.

"Delivery."

"Not until we solve the problems between us." Dhafa replied back coldly.

Akila stared cynically at Dhafa. " As I recall we don't have any problems, Dear Mr. Dhafa. Or maybe you have a problem." Ketus Akila by keeping a cool face.

Akila was still trying to escape from the man's entanglement, but the man instead of letting go even further tightened his confinement.

"You changed Akila, I don't even know Akila now." Dhafa looked down at Akila.

Akila chuckles cynically. "You're serious Mr Dhafa ? I have never changed at all, I am still the old Akila, poor and always humiliated. Only one thing changed, my nature. Maybe all this time I learned a lot from you, learning to understand that all men are indeed jerks and selfish. Only selfish without knowing how others feel. And for that I thank you for making me realize."

"Can't you forgive me Kila ? And come back to the office, sorry for everything I've done to you."

"Sorry ? I've even forgiven you many times before you apologized to me. And you keep repeating it and on and on. I have a heart that can be broken at any time if it is constantly hurt. I'm tired I really feel so tired." He said in a soft voice, but just a glance, the girl looked back sharply at Dhafa, her eyes filled with such a big wound.

"And about your offer just now, sorry I'm not interested anymore. Please do whatever you want, you want to make me unemployed don't you, just do it. And remember if in this world there is only one company that provides job vacancies even though only as a garbage collector I will accept as long as it is not your company, Mr. Dhafa." The sarcasm then jolts Dhafa's body until the man staggers back.

Akila turned her body back and grabbed the door handle.

"I love you Akila, don't you feel it ?" His shout made Akila step back to a standstill.

Akila closed her eyes while taking a deep breath. Then without turning away the girl said the words that made Dhafa more sick and dissolved his guilt.

"Even you also know that I love you more than you love me Dhafa. And I always sincerely and patiently accept your bad attitude with thoughts because I love you. But trying to be sincere and patient is not enough to make you stop hurting me. If indeed you love me, you will definitely trust me just like I trust you Dhafa. Then what is the feeling of love if in your heart there is not the slightest bit of trust you give me ? Have you ever thought if I got hurt because of you even if it's just a little Dhafa."

"Akila.sorry, I'm really sorry." Dhafa said for the umpteenth time.

Akila wiped off her rough tears and immediately stepped out of Dhafa's apartment. Even the girl ran so scared that Dhafa chased after her.

Meanwhile, Dhafa appears to be sitting down for failing to melt Akila's heart. All this is his fault, his wrong lips that can not control his speech. His heart and mouth are inversely proportional. Indeed his mouth said spicy, but who would have thought his heart was also hurt to see the girl he loved always shed tears and that's why.

His father was right, that we will feel the loss when our loved ones leave us. Luckily for her, Akila just hates her, unlike her papa who has to lose Mama Kayla for a long time.

Akila continued to run away from Dhafa's apartment, so he did not have time to pay attention to the condition of the road. A car suddenly appeared from behind making Akila who did not realize it could only squeal with a body that had collapsed to hide on the ground.

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"Astaghfirullah."

A heavy voice belonging to someone in the car who looks very surprised when it arrives there is someone passing in front of his car. Lucky the person can control the speed of his car until it does not hit the person.

With a panicked face he got out of his car and checked the front.

Right there he saw a girl crouching exactly one cent from the end of her car with both hands on either side of her ear.

The man breathed a sigh of relief because of the girl's unharmed condition. Maybe just in shock, for that he tried to slowly resuscitate the girl.

"Am I dead ? But it doesn't hurt. Is this how it feels to die ?" Akila's great-grandson who made the man frown in wonder.

Does he think he's dead by now ? real funny.

The corner of the man's lips lifted up forming a small smile. Then he bent down again to touch Akila's still-down shoulder.

"Hey lady, you're fine. You're not dead and you're still in the world."

"really ?" He asked while looking up at the figure of a tall and sturdy man in front of him. Her beautiful face was seen by the man.

"Akila ? What happened, Athaghfirullah ? Why did you cross the road carelessly. What if you really got hit ?" The man looked at her with questions.

Akila frowned at the handsome face in front of her that she seemed familiar with. And immediately the girl's smile appeared when she had remembered the figure of the man in front of her.

"Master Rio ? Sorry I didn't pay attention to the streets." Her great-granddaughter with a face held in shame.

Rio, that man laughed even a laugh that Akila had never seen. Because there are some cold men around besides Dhafa, and this man is one of them. Even he had heard that the figure in front of him was more cruel and sadistic than Dhafa.

"Don't be formal with me, I'm not your boss. Just call me Rio, so we're more familiar and not awkward."

"Well, Tu-.eh Rio." Stuttering with his clumsy face.

"You will get used to it too. Oh yeah, by the way, why are you here ? Isn't this the apartment area of Simuka es Dhafa ?" He asked unconsciously if he was the same as the ice face.

"That's why I have business with Mr. Dhafa." Answer a little nervously.

"Oh so." Rio mangosteen mangosteen. " Why did you go home by yourself ? Where's that ice face ?"

"Mr Dhafa still has Yo's job, so can't take me home."

"Ck ice face bottom, what's wrong with leaving his job for a while. Well, then let me take you home."

"No, I'll take a taxi." Smooth eagle.

"Are you sure ? At this hour there is rarely a taxi passing by, let alone this elite area owned by Mr. Khanza. Usually only private cars are allowed to pass here after 7pm."

Akila fell silent, seeing the girl pensively thinking about Rio's words. Before he finally agreed to Rio's offer.

"All right, I'll come with you."

Rio smiled happily, whereas what he said was a lie. There are no taxis on the road. But the man was just pity, this night imagining an Akila alone riding a taxi, he was afraid something happened to the girl. Because many cases of rape of passengers committed by taxi driver.

The two got into the car, and after that Rio drove his car at medium speed towards the direction of Akila's house. Although the direction was opposite to his goal, not to mention the considerable distance, but Rio did not care about it, which was important at this time that he could drive Akila home safely.

Without them knowing if behind them have stood the figure of Dhafa who just stared softly at the familiarity of Rio and the girl of his heart.

TB