Pursuing the Love of Siti
71. Let us fight
At 17:30
Inspiration returned home, although his body was not good, but he still insisted to come bring a large family to the Ford family apartment. Not with the words of Mr. Adolf, inspiration will still keep his promise to Siti.
His eyes were looking for his parents, his mother, his father and his extended family. They will leave after Maghrib.
Tired of looking for his family, inspiration contacted his papa, unfortunately no one raised.
Her HP suddenly shook, inspiration opened the phone from her mother. I heard my mom was still in her dad's office. Again the inspiration to glance at the watch is already running 17:50.
Why are they so relaxed? ilham continued to feel angry.
"Where's mama? We'll be ready soon..."
"Ham .. from now on forget it, siti, son."
"Ma...what does mama mean? Forget how? ma'am we're tonight.."
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The phone call from Mama Mila was cut off. Welcomed with limp body inspiration.
Why is it like this?
ilham stretched the prayer rug because it was time to pray maghrib. At the very least, he had fulfilled his duty to the Khalik. Inspiration opens the Koran to teach a little. Although he could not yet memorize the verse out of his head. As he promised Siti, he once promised that their marriage dowry was the letter of Al-baqarah.
After studying, ilham opened his phone. He was surprised that siti had contacted him a lot. ilham sure Siti must be waiting for him. But he doesn't know what to do.
I'm at the hospital rooftop. I wait, ham. My time is not much. If you don't come, it could be our last meeting.
ilham immediately took the car keys. Rushed to the hospital to find Siti. I hope there is a bright spot in their relationship.
I don't know why so many aral cross in our relationship.
Is it wrong to love each other?
Is my widower status still a hindrance? or because of my past mistakes.
I don't know..
Siti you should know that I love you very much. Let us continue to fight for our love no matter what. If later we still can't be together it's okay, right now I want to fight for you, make you happy, always be by your side.
ilham continued to monologue, thinking about her love journey with Siti. I don't know why there's a problem.
Arriving at the hospital, inspiration immediately found Siti. His foot creaks to the top floor of the private hospital. Some rungs of the ladder, just as he passed a sharp pebble in their love story.
"Ti..." Sapanya saw her girl was daydreaming on the side.
Inspiration approached the lover. Caressing the girl's hair, showering the kiss on the hair. Siti turned around hugging the body of inspiration. There was a cry behind his face. Inspiration fell silent, letting the lover vanish his gloom.
"Darling." His hand caressed the hair of the already-coupled siti.
"Ham, why is it like this? Why did papa even match me with that bule? Help me, ham. Get me out of here."
"Ti"
"Ham, you have to keep your promise, let's just get married. Don't need them to know, I'm tired,ham!"
"Ti, listen to me! I must have married you but this is not the way! I want us to marry well, not out of lust but because of God. Please be patient, Matt. Ask Allah, God willing, there will be guidance.
I love you, ti. But I don't want to destroy you by acting stupid."
Ilham and Siti stared at each other. The heartbeat continues to beat faster. The hand of inspiration stroked the face of the lover, the closer their face was. Touch of the lips that make the two lulled. ilham raised the body of the siti without removing the appearance of their lips.
"Ti"
"Yes"
"Let's go see your papa. Whatever happens we face together." whispered the inspiration in Siti's ear.
Inspiration pulled siti's hand to get out of the hospital rooftop. Ilham carried Siti like a rear sling.
"Goodoo, ham."
"Make?"
"Make it stay with me, keep fighting for me, make everything you've done for me."
"I did it sincerely,ti. You know? When Aisyah's mother gave me time, I came to see you with Brian's father and Aunt Tami, because my mother was still taking care of my sick father back then. I'm sorry if my delay made you accept Brother Jo. But when I got to mom, I said that you were married to brother jo. I was destroyed once, no.
That's why my mom introduced me to Jihan's sister, who used to be her friend Keisya's sister. I tried to forget you by opening my heart to the leihan leg, but it turns out that I haven't been able to open my heart to any woman other than you, Lady Marlina."
Inspiration realized there was no response from Siti. He was talking about the girl just being quiet.
Inspiration stared at the glass on one of the hospital walls. He saw his girl sleeping behind him.
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A loud slap landed on the smooth face of the inspiration. A powerful slap that came from the hands of master Adolf Ford.
"How dare you run my son!"
"I didn't take a run, Siti, um. Instead I returned Siti safely." martial inspiration who when arriving in front of the apartment immediately surrounded by several bodyguards Mr. Ford.
"Fatimah you accompany Tiara. Don't let him run away again. If you need the keys to his room, let them guard our place." Lord Ford's orders to his wife.
"Mas, don't be so hard with our son."
"It's for her own good, haha. Men like him don't deserve our son, ex-convicts, immoral abusers, do you know that he also impregnated his son Alex. I wonder a doctor like him can survive in that hospital?"
Inspiration shocked, he did not expect that Mr. Adolf knew of his past. But really he did not impregnate Jihan. Eyes looked at Adolf as if to provide a defense.
"I'm an ex-con, sir. But do you know why I'm in prison? I saved a girl who was almost harassed by an old man. Do you know who that girl is? Your own daughter! I was in prison because I beat the guy to death. If you don't believe me, ask your own daughter.
One more, sir! I've never impregnated a child om Alex, she's pregnant with another man."
Adolf was silent but still ignored the defense of inspiration. For him, if it is permanently deformed will be deformed even though it has been polished in such a way.
Because Adolf had the principle of perfection above all else, for him perfection was to live without the slightest flaw
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