Not the Wrong Matchmaker (R2)

BSJ 13: The Chasing

...'How does it feel to grow, even if I don't know.'...

...Keevanzar Radityan Al - Faruq...

...BSJ 13: Chasing...

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Letting go is probably the best way to achieve something that does require sacrifice. Letting go is not as easy as getting. Even harder than letting go is forgetting. The love that has been in place for years is not easy to forget. Not to mention the memories and moments that many years have passed together become a scourge that is difficult to move on. As difficult as it is to release someone, your sacrifice will surely bear good results if what you pursue is good.

For Keevanzar Radityan Al-Faruq - forgetting his first love and first experience is not easy. It takes a long time to forget it, or escape from the shadow of the moment about him. The difficult thing was not only to let go of him, but also to forget himself plus with the moment recorded in his mind.

But this was his choice, he let go of someone he loved so much for the sake of those he loved more. Moving on from the impact of a broken heart, the handsome 28-year-old man now stands supporting his body. Ready to meet the future with his chosen match.

Hufftts

Two days have passed, and everything is still clearly reflected in his mind when the former lover was crying bitterly. The handsome man brushed his hair, while occasionally twitching it violently hoping that the image of the rogue disappeared from his mind. Glancing at a note on his desk, the man thought for a moment.

'Hm, how about me and him having lunch together as the beginning of the peddling?' The batteries.

Quickly, he typed a few letters over his touchscree keyboard. Then delete it, rewrite it, delete it. Keep doing that until it repeats itself. Again, he was brushing his hair in frustration. It is very difficult to know about the identity of his future wife. His sister-Lunar said that his future wife did not have a social media account, except whastapp also instagram. This is also a fake or bodong instagram account, as an account for him to join the Indonesian doctor association which has a standalone instagram account.

Again Anzar was made curious by the figure of Aurra Princess Haidan, whom he only memorized names without her face he knew. In fact, his mother and sister or his family were no one to give him the photo of his future wife. Were they intentionally?? Ahk, confused himself.

After a move from New York to the homeland was completed by his father's men, he now began working as a temporary replacement CEO at the core company RADITYAN CORP'S.

"Ah, I'm curious about your face. What's as pretty as your name?" His echo was small, staring at the short message he finally managed to send for the umpteenth time.

Meanwhile, in another place, the baby gray-colored hijab girl was seen opening sterile clothes typical of operational procedures used during the operation schedule. Her tiny lips were covered by the cover of the hijab, ceaselessly saying hamdalah. After the operation was successfully carried out, the girl was always used to reading hamdalah repeatedly.

Derrts

Derrts

The vibration of the ash-plain flat object inside his locker, now managed to steal his attention.

+62187XXXXX

It's me, do you have free time in the afternoon?

If you have, meet me at the XX cafe near Hotel HI roundabout, at 12:00.

The girl's forehead was sharpened, while reading a short message that went into her phone, which was marked from an unknown number.

+6218XXXXX's

I want to talk about our marriage.

Deg

'Our wedding?' Then the scarab-hijab cadis now memorized who sent the short message. It turned out to be her future husband, whom she apparently had forgotten. Moreover, his contact, he did not know at all. So naturally, if there is an unknown number to invite him to meet makes him confused.

Me:

Yes, Insaallah I'm coming.

Because of the rest time later she had free time, the beautiful girl agreed to the request of her future husband. Because after all they need to talk even a word, before binding the pledge together later.

The beautiful girl in the syar'i hijab was sitting in a room near the glass. Why he chose the room, because the room presents a view of the crowded streets of this city. Caffe with a single or couple feel does have a unique decoration. Japanese restaurant serving Japanese food, with its place in a room-bound decoration that can accommodate a load of 2-4 people. 5 minutes have passed, but the man who claimed to be someone who wanted to talk about marriage has not yet appeared.

"Sir, what message do you want?"

Ask the caffe waiter who approached the room in Aurra.

The girl smiled slightly at the woman in front of her. It's been over 30 minutes and he hasn't ordered anything yet.

"Ice boba greentea, same rice Japan's smoke chieken. That's it mbak!"

Waiters nodded, before saying Aurra's order and resigned. 10 minutes later Aurra's order food was delivered, it did not feel 45 she waited for the figure of her future husband.

By the 60th minute, the man had not yet appeared. The vibration from his game pocket, made the girl turn her eyes away. His cell phone kept shaking. The name Sus.Santi appears there.

"Assynolajet. Yes, Hello."

"Doctor Aurra, sorry to bother you."

"Yes, it's okay sus. What's the matter, Sister Santi?"

"Look at the doctor, the ER is treating 40 consecutive accident patients, and we're short on medical staff. Doctor Andre and Dr. Hans are on a scheduled surgery. Now there are only Doctor AKbar, Doctor Jihan and Doctor Bianca. We're short on medical staff, especially surgeons."

The beautiful girl nodded in understanding, before replying if she would return soon. Even the food he ordered had not been touched. Because for Aurra this call is the most important element that she must immediately fulfill. The lives of many people are waiting to be saved, too late a second can cause fatal to death. Aurra can't let that happen. She was willing to lose the opportunity to meet her future husband, rather than lose one precious life.

'I'm sorry, I went first. Sorry if when you came, I was gone. I have a sudden practice schedule, there are patients who need my treatment. Hope you understand. Thanks'

- Aurra

The sound of a note on the table that was occupied by Aurra. Before leaving, the girl had indeed left behind a letter. At least, when the man comes he has explained the reason for his departure, after all, his cellphone will end up in his work locker.

The decitan of the caffe door shortly afterwards sounded. Showing a dashing man in his dark blue formal suit clad in his profosional body. His elang manik stared all over, looking for a figure he would have made to wait a long time. After asking one of the waiters, he immediately went to the locker near the glass that the waiter had shown.

Empty, that's what welcomes him now. With a huffed look, he sat himself down for a moment. Grabbing a note left on the table, read carefully. The handsome Anzar-man cursed himself, after waiting for him who was nearly an hour late, his future wife was now nowhere to be found. His sister once said, if his future wife was a doctor. And, he knew very well that time was everything to a doctor and foolishly he had wasted that good time because of its delay.

Anzar gave his hair frustrated, this heart intention began to explore from this lunch event, he even made his future wife wait for his arrival. He also did not intend to be late, just that one of the clients from Germany invited him to lunch together earlier. Be them lunch together, but Anzar was already restless thinking about his future wife who must be waiting for his arrival.

'Ahk, why is it like this?' Bathing frustrations.

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To Be Continue

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Sukabumi April 25, 2020

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