Not Mahram

Chapter 1 and Chapter 2

"We're gonna go in and split up."

"Ready, sir."

"Make sure they don't run away. Search the whole room of this place."

"Ready-done!"

Several men in police uniforms are carrying out their mission. One by one, 6 people got out of the car. With a careful step, full of vigilance, and such a serious gaze were already visible from both of their eyes.

One of the front-most police officers gestured to a colleague behind him. Once responsive, they began to split up up the stairs of an old apartment that looks still maintained. The door with the number 18 that became their destination, was in plain sight. Watch out for one of them to open it.

Brak!

Instantly everything fell silent. That fast, their target criminals escaped. Only the silence and the fan were still burning. Even the smell of cigarettes is still smelled, which means the owner did not leave the place for long.

"He's running!"

"Find him until he can!"

...*****...

"What's going on?"

"I.. "

The woman fell silent. Face pale. Looks are not okay even her appearance is chaotic. Not only that, his hands were also smeared with fresh blood that still had not dried.

"I'm coming with you" said the woman in a panic.

"Can't!"

"I'm coming! Or me-"

"What?!"

"I.. I'm going to kill myself!" she interrupted the woman with despair.

Unexpectedly the woman sliced the gray eye out pulled out the folding knife that was inside her jacket pocket. He even pointed it at his neck.

"If I die, it's better! No one will care! You don't even care about me!"

"You," The man also grew more confused. The time needed is not much. He also did not expect that his friend suddenly came to see him at the wrong time.

"I'm sorry.."

Within seconds, the woman had already scratched her neck and that fast the man before her immediately kicked her hand. The knife dropped, a little blood flowing freshly on his neck.

Dor's!

An eruption of warning weapons sounded. The man quickly held his friend who had fallen to the ground. Whether he was alive or not, he had to take him.

"Stop!" The police were in plain sight, although they were still visible from a distance.

There was no other way in the urgent situation when the man finally plunged into the bottom of the abyss under which there was a cold flowing river water.

Some policemen ran and approached the edge of the ravine. The target this time is a woman who was caught by CCTV with a knife in her hand.

"She fell into the cold river. I don't think he'll survive."

"Never underestimate it. He won't be that stupid."

"Even I saw him he fell to the ground. What the hell is going on? Did he get hurt?"

"The woman ran away with a man. I'm sure they're working together."

"We must contact our team to immediately make a living in the river stream! I'm sure he's alive, sir!"

...*****...

"I'm sorry for all the sins I've committed against you. I've already wronged you for marrying your husband when you were in a coma. You want to, don't you, I'm sorry?"

"I've forgiven you."

"Final stage uterine cancer. I realized, maybe this is karma for me."

Nafisah. Staring at the laptop screen in front of his eyes that lit up since earlier. Why did he suddenly remember that bad time. Everything, it happened 5 years ago. Time that continues to be left behind but the unpleasant memories are back in his mind. Especially when her late husband during life married again with Ela.

"He's... " Nephishah breathed her. Finally he leaned in his chair after sitting up straight.

"You died it's fate that has happened" Nafisah said again.

Nafisah stared at the large window glass beside her. The streets of the stone city look long. The atmosphere was so cool even though the sun was already high and bright.

Byurs!

Brak!

Breath surprised. His daydreams broke after suddenly a man slipped beside his desk and sat right beside his feet. Not only that, the laptop that had been on suddenly began to dim due to a glass of juice spilled on the keyboard.

"Gosh, I'm sorry, I-I"

The man fell silent. He stared at Nafisah for a moment. Sweet face without makeup polish. Her beauty was so natural, that was what she was thinking right now.

"I intentionally.. "

Nafisah snorted annoyed. The situation was not fine but this man before him was acting silly instead. Even the man was directly sitting before him.

Now, the script of the novel he was typing at the moment failed miserably. Stupidly again he did not have time to save let alone backup his files.

"You, come here!" The man instead called one of the cafe employees who were frightened and felt guilty for forgetting to put a wet floor board after mopping the floor. With a crowd of employees approached the man. His face is pale.

"Sister, I'm sorry, because my brother slipped.."

"Okay, okay, no problem. What's your name?"

Nafisah looks busy cleaning up her luggage which is partly wet using a tissue. Such as totebag, pen, notebook, and laptop.

"My name is Tristan, Brother."

"I'm Daniel. Then thank you for making me slip and fall."

"Huh?"

"This.. " Suddenly Daniel pulled out a check from inside the sling bag he was carrying. Write the nominal number on the paper.

"Make you!"

"What do you mean, brother?" tristan asked confusedly.

"Tag Thank you from me. Because of you, I slipped right next to the beautiful angel that came down from this paradise. And also, anticipate if you were fired by the incident just now. The CCTV's up there are on. The incident just now must have been recorded and can be seen by your superiors."

"You can use this money for business capital or your needs as long as you haven't got a job."

"If I'm not fired?"

"Yes wear it. Counting the paper stock in my safe."

Daniel smiled with his overbearing tone even looking relaxed. Tristan gawking. At the same time Nafisah just left.

By hearing the strange man before his eyes, Nafisah was able to conclude that such a man was a rich man who was arrogant with everything that could be paid for with money.

"Hey! Wait!"

Daniel's after Nafisah. Even now he's blocking his arm.

"Hey... "

"Don't hold-hold!"

"Then don't go if you don't want to be held." Daniel pulled down his eyebrows.

Nafisah threw her gaze to the side. He admitted, the strange man was very handsome. Not an indonesian citizen. Her eyes are blue. Even the nose is so sharp. Not only that, there were dimples that were visible when the man smiled in a grin.

Suddenly Daniel approached Nafisah. The towering stand that Nafisah realized the man was as high as the European standard. The breath immediately gives distance.

"There's no need for compensation about my laptop being spilled by your juice." ketus Nafisah cold.

"If I change with my heart?"

Nafisah snorted annoyed. And again, he can guess this strange man is the types of land crocodiles who like to fight many women with his good looking looks.

"I don't need that either. Assalamu'alaikum."

Daniel stared silently at Nafisah's departure. Not answering greetings that he knew greeting from Muslims, the religion of the majority of Indonesia.

"This heart is closed, it will no longer be open to anyone. Love, marriage, and trust will only add to my wounds." said Nafisah in my heart.

...****...

"Come ibuk! mother! Brother, please if you want to buy. It's her homeydress robe ready stock huh. The premium rayon. What a adem!"

Zulfa seriously read the comments that have been sent by his followers when he is currently doing live instagram.

"What's the motive?"

"No breastfeeding?"

"Oh yes, I say, this is the motive. There are batik motifs pekalongan, flowers, abstract and many more. Here's an example behind me.."

"This is busui ya say. There are zippers and wudhu friendly.."

"Ready stock say! Gercep! Gercep! Before running out. Only 65thousand. Size All size. Promo until tomorrow afternoon, which has been ordered let us recap.. "

Nafisah sucked a glass of ice bobba drink in her hand. It has been 15 minutes he stared at Zulfa whose profession is an online owner of a women's clothing shop is doing live instagram.

Zulfa, 5 years old he knew the woman during her move to this poor stone town. He said friends don't either. But he was comfortable with the figure of Zulfa. Although Zulfa was a little more, Nafisah did not dispute all that.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.. "

The door on tap slowly. Enter a man who Nafisah also knows. The man was Hanif, Zulfa's partner who works as a local courier.

"Wa'alaikumussalam." answered Nafisah.

Hanif entered while taking off his helmet. Then he sat on the floor with a tired look. Next to him was a large sack that he always carried to fill his many order package sellers.

Hanif turned his head towards Zulfa who was busy live instagram. It has become his daily view that this room is also filled with Zulfa sales stock. Don't forget Hanif took out his sack. There are 10 packages returned by Zulfa buyers.

"A lot of wonder." asked Nafisah.

In that instant, Zulfa turned to Hanif. She's shocked. Soon he ended his live sale.

"Oh God!"

"Astaghfiullah!"

"Allahuacbar!"

"Why are my returns so much????!!!!"

Zulfa looks panicked. "Bikin lose I know not. Hanif why is this so much!!!!!!!! "

"I don't know, Zul. Explanation of the reasons here are all sorts. No one found his address. Some don't want to pay, some do"

"Stop! Stopit! Stop that!"

Hanif. Nafisah and Hanif looked at each other.

"Don't keep talking. My heart is not healthy. I-"

"If his heart is healthy. I bought his trade.." Daniel sidelines suddenly.

They all looked towards the door. Daniel suddenly appears like a ghost. Zulfa looked at Daniel seriously who suddenly came let alone look rich. Instantly his business soul thrashed.

"Alhamdulillah.. O Allah.. After dark rise light. O Allah, it is good to send sustenance through the intermediary of such a person.. " Zulfa persimmon. He stood up straight.

"So how many clothes do you want to buy?"

Daniel took off the frame-shaped sunglasses embedded in his pointed nose. His gaze could not be separated from Nafisah while smiling with an arrogant face.

"I bought all his merchandise. How's all? I will pay with cash without being paid in installments.. "

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