TEARS OF WAITING

AMP Season 2 Part 49 Becoming a Spy

Become Spy

Nadia holds the base of Arfan's arm after she has just, finished doing joint bone softening therapy and learned to walk on her own. He was now able to do so without the help of a nurse.

A nurse walked by his side to hold a small pole where an infusion bottle hung there.

When he had approached the door of his room the man gently patted the back of Nadia's hand that was stuck in his hand.

“Already, I do not need to be held I now can walk alone, maybe I can get out of here tomorrow ... yes, right, Sister?” Arfan smiled as he said and turned to the nurse beside him.

The nurse nodded while returning Arfan's sweet smile which was always intoxicating, as the application and the patient, of course the nurse met often.

“Yes, Mas. Tomorrow or the day after passing the next test, surely Mas Arfan can go home.” The nurse said while keeping an infusion support pole on the side of the bed and helping Arfan raise his leg.

“I'll definitely be home tomorrow!”

“Don't rush, if you haven't recovered right!” nadia Sahut.

“Wah, if Mas Arfan came home, I would be lonely.” The nurse gave a signal about her heart feeling, I don't know what that means. But Arfan only replied with a carefree smile as if giving a hope.

While Nadia remains ordinary and even tends to be indifferent. I don't know why his heart was frozen.

In his mind many words raged about the few men who were now this close to him. At first it was Antony who was loved so deeply, but he betrayed.

Then, Fauzan was a man close to him, even had expressed love frankly, but it turns out the man was labeled as a female player. And now Arfan, the man next to him was supposed to be a deviant.

“Yes Allah, when will come a truth about the soul mate?” nadia in the Heart.

“Please, rest again, let it heal quickly.” Nadia said while enveloping half of Arfan's body.

The two of them were conversing in formal language, similar to the conversation of a superior and subordinate, that was because the two people were not so close. They just met each other about two weeks ago.

“You're not jealous?” arfan asked suddenly, making Nadia stop her activities and stare at Arfan flat.

“What do you mean, jealous of that nurse?”

“Ya.”

“Not ... What is jealousy for?”

“Not that you will marry me, then, it is strange that you are not jealous!”

“Sorry, Mr.”

“Don't call me Master, I'm not your master!”

“Alright, I'm sorry, Ar! We just met, how could I possibly fall in love so quickly!”

“Oh. Usually women will fall in love with me at first sight. Do you love Fauzan, my sister?”

Hearing that remark, Nadia's lips twitched, either she had to cry or laugh in response to Arfan who showed great concern for her and showed excessive self-confidence! If indeed he has the personality as Ella said, then such attention should not be given to Nadia.

“Is this the attitude she used just to cover up her lies all along or will she just take advantage of myself or any woman, just want to be a wife to cover up the real situation?” thought Nadia.

“Astagfirullah!” said Nadia while rubbing her face with her palm.

“What's the problem if I like your sister instead of falling in love with you?”

“Do not use formal language!”

“Ya, Fine, fine! I can't fall in love with anyone right now, sorry.”

“So, you refused an arranged marriage with me?”

“Ya!”

The firmness of Nadia's answer, making Arfan smile tilted at the corner of his lips, the man tilted his body then closed his eyes, either he fell asleep or just avoided the conversation with Nadia to regulate his mood.

“Be firm at this time, because if not, it will make things even more difficult in the future.” Nadia murmured in her heart.

After seeing Arkan calm down, Nadia enveloped him and left him alone.

“Sorry I stay a while, I want to get some fresh air outside.” Nadia said quietly close to Arkan's head, hoping that the man would hear her.

Nadia stepped out at the same time as Fauzan who walked towards the ward where her brother was in the care of. Nadia glanced at him at a glance, then, passing the man just like that as if they did not know each other. Of course Fauzan looked at him in wonder and instantly blocked his hand.

“Let's go out for a minute, get some fresh air. Tumben you're home?”

“Come! I'm with.”

Nadia let Fauzan walk by her side, towards the side yard near the vehicle parking lot, there was a small garden that was quite beautiful. The garden is deliberately made to refresh the eyes. There were some people sitting around there doing the same thing as Nadia.

“Are you tired, or bored?” fauzan asked as he stared at Nadia's profile from the side.

“Ya, little.” Nadia answered briefly.

“Is there a problem with Arfan's attitude, does he trouble you?”

“Ngak also.”

“Terus?”

Nadia was silent, she just wanted to calm down and was lazy once she actually answered all Fauzan's questions.

“Nad? Are you okay.”

Nadia turned her head for a while, then leaned her body against the back of the chair and sighed deeply while saying, “Yes. I'm just gonna be alone.”

“Then assume I'm not here.”

After that a strange and awkward silence was created between them, if only not for being in a public place, maybe Fauzan had already hugged him. The man saw how fragile Nadia was with her teardrops drenching her delicate cheeks.

Before long Nadia seemed to wake up from the daydream, because there was a car that entered the parking lot, then stopped in front of herself and Fauzan, while ringing the klason.

Nadia immediately wiped her tears and looked towards the stopped car and the window glass slowly opened. Poking from there the face of a man with a face similar to a Caucasian or a descendant who is classified as handsome, his chin with a thin mirror presents a tempting scene and attracts anyone who sees him he is a physically perfect man.

“Hai, Zan? Why are you here?” asked the man while glancing at Nadia, with a cute smile.

“Hai, Dean, how are you?” fauzan asked as he greeted the man who was still sitting behind the wheel of his car.

“I'm good! How are you yourself? Hi... Who is he, your new crush, huh?” dean said with a smile teasing Fauzan.

“Seturn, she is a woman who is betrothed to Arfan!”

“What?” the man sounded dislike from his tone, leaving Nadia and Fauzan astonished.

“What's really why? Uh, by the way you know yes, if Arfan is healthy now?” ask Fauzan again.

“Ya,” says Dean.

“Who knows?” ask Fauzan wonder.

“She was on the phone, but using another number, she said she was using Nadia's number. Are you Nadia?” dean asked curiously, while glancing at Nadia full of probing.

“Ya.” Nadia answered briefly.

“Oh yes, Nad. This is Dean, Arfan's best friend. You must know, you must know him as a future wife, Kak Arfan can forget the time if it has gone with this macho man!” said Fauzan explaining at length while chuckling at a small half-little Dean.

Nadia took a deeper look at Dean's face while observing this man's reaction to what Fauzan said. He did leave his phone on the table near his little bag. He thought it was okay to keep it there because Arfan was asleep. Who would have guessed if it turned out that the man was quite presumptuous, using his belongings without permission. Or is it because the man is impatient to meet his friend.

“Oh, yes? Meet me, Nadia!” nadia said as she reached out, while Dean greeted her lazily accompanied by a thin floating smile.

“Nad, if you are married to Arfan, he is a guest rival, youh!” Fauzan said with a laugh.

“Masa, anyway?” ask Nadia.

“Ya!” answer Fauzan.

“Then, why don't you join them for spending time together, Zan?” ask Nadia.

“What, go with them?” ask Fauzan

“Ya.”

 

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