Pursuing the Details of His Love Tasbih

Chapter 4 - Meizia's Destiny?

Meizia was inexhaustible with what Ameer had in mind, how could anyone just meet and immediately express the desire to propose?

A full day Meizia kept thinking about the handsome Ustaz, her smile always reflected in Meizia's mind. His straightforward words though it was hard for him to believe continued to ring in his ears.

Is he serious?

Meizia wanted to doubt him, but she could not remember Ameer's gaze. The man was honest, saying what he was.

Pleased?

If Meizia had not had the life she had now, she would have been very happy that there was such a near-perfect man as Ameer. However ....

"May?"

Meizia who was currently sitting in front of her dressing table immediately turned her head when someone knocked on the door.

"Come, Ma!" exclamation Meizia.

A middle-aged woman with thick make and menor entered her room. "It's working tonight, isn't it, honey?"

Meizia let out a heavy sigh as she got the question from the mother. "Not yet, Ma, still a hitch," replied Meizia lazily.

"Geez, it's been a long time, Mei," his mother complained.

"It's only been four days, usually a week, too" Meizia said with reddened eyes, seeming to be harboring something hurtful while answering the question.

"Yes, then you accompany your client to dinner. He said he really wanted to spend time with you."

"Ma, tell the others," Meizia refused.

"Can't, Mei, she wants to be just like you she said. Come on, honey."

Meizia looked at her mother with a full gaze .. anger? Disappointment?

Yeah, everything mixed into one. However, Meizia could only harbor all those flavors.

"Beautiful dress up, honey, she's waiting downstairs."

Meizia did not respond, even her tears had been spilled but the mother immediately wiped her violently. "Don't be like a new kid, Mei," he rebuked. "Don't cry, this world won't pity you even if you raise blood."

After saying that sentence, the mother immediately came out of Meizia's room to meet her client who was waiting.

"As I expected, Meizia can only accompany dinner, Mr. Tanto," the middle-aged woman said as she crossed her legs, displaying her smooth white thighs.

"Ah, what a pity. Though I was very curious about him, everyone admired him," said the man called Mr. Tanto. "I wonder what makes her special, Mami Lala?"

"Surely because there is no one like him, only the chosen client can get it even with a time of no more than three hours."

"It's not because she's your real daughter, is it?"

"That's one of the reasons, he's a very valuable asset to me and to this brothel."

"You're beautiful, Mei, more beautiful than your Mama told you."

Meizia only smiled obliquely at the stale praise, the praise that had come out of some men who had bought her body with a certain nominal.

"It's a shame you can't accompany Om in bed, but it's okay. In a few days Om will come back to see you," said the middle-aged man smiling as he touched Meizia's hair freely.

Meizia and her client are on the road to a restaurant for dinner. And as usual, Meizia appeared so beautiful and sexy that anyone who looked at her would definitely be bewitched and wanted Meizia.

The striped-nose man stole a glance at Meizia's open smooth thigh, until her focus was split causing her to crash into the car in front of him.

Of course, that made them both surprised.

"Damn it" the man growled while getting out of the car as the owner of the car that was hit also got off.

Meizia glared in surprise when she saw the man turned out to be Ameer.

Meanwhile, Ameer grimaced when she saw the back of her car scuffed. "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean it" Mr. Tanto said, issuing his card. "I'm in a hurry right now, so you can take your car to the workshop and about the cost let me take care of it."

Ameer read the business card and then he stared into Mr. Tanto's car. "Mayezia?" muttered Ameer, without even a second thought the man immediately approached Meizia.

"Hi, Meizia," Ameer greeted with a friendly smile as usual.

Meizia looked clumsy, she did not know what to say now.

"Is he your father?" ask Ameer again. "That's great, I'll berkel—"

"No," Meizia argued quickly, the girl's chest suddenly thumped and for some reason she was afraid Ameer knew that the man was her client.

"Oh, who is he?" ask Ameer curiously. While Mr. Tanto now seems confused to see Ameer who looks happy to talk to Meizia, even inside his mind that Ameer is one of Meizia's clients.

Meizia could only open her mouth without knowing what to answer, until Meizia suddenly got out of Pak Tanto's car and said, "I hitchhiked, my car broke down."

Of course Mr. Tanto gawked at Meizia's false confession.

"Oh, so."

Ameer glanced at Mr. Tanto then he looked at Meizia who was dressed very openly, somehow there was concern in Ameer, what if Meizia was harassed later?

"Sir, this is my friend" cried Ameer finally with confidence. "Let him come home with me, thank you for helping and no need to compensate for the car."

"But—"

"Come, Zia!"

Ameer immediately invited Meizia to leave without caring for Mr. Tanto, and I don't know what Meizia had in mind until she immediately followed Ameer's steps toward her car.

"Oh my God, what happened to me? Why am I afraid Ameer knows who I am? Can't I hide my rot from anyone? Isn't that my destiny?"