TEARS OF WAITING

AMP Season 2 Part 24

Nadia and her mother asked simultaneously. Salima felt she had never given any orders to the man.

However, the aged woman thought for a moment until she then cleared her throat. Suddenly he remembered about his proposal that he had told them to get married immediately, because those who had been together for several days were always together, in the hospital ward.

“Try, Mother Remember again about Mother's orders on us when Nadia was still in the hospital.” Fauzan said with a smile imprinted on the medical mask he used.

Nadia directly interjected firmly, “That's, right, first!”

“But, there is no harm in getting married now!” fauzan.

“I don't want to!” sahut Nadia kept walking and held her mother's hand.

“Why?” ask Fauzan.

“Too don't want, yes, don't want!” nadia said, her voice slightly raised.

“Sin loh, denied the wishes of parents ...” said Fauzan again who made Nadia silent.

Nadia is unlikely to say about her past that once failed to marry a stranger like Fauzan because it would be so embarrassing. Moreover, he had no relationship whatsoever with that man.

The man seemed desperate in front of Nadia, for inviting her to marry in this condition. The woman suspected that the despair Fauzan showed was the result of the anger of her stepmother, until she did not get a soul mate because she had to cover her identity. How sad! Nadia slightly nodded confirming the issue she had heard when her friends were gossiping at work, about Fauzan.

“So, really, don't need a ride?” ask Fauzan again.

“Good. Come!” salima said later, unexpectedly by Nadia as well as Fauzan.

It was only natural for the woman to say so because her face was already showing exhaustion. I don't think they've walked far enough away from the hospital. So also with Nadia, already look tired, let alone the sunlight like the middle of roasting the scalp, as if they were out there in a moment, then, then, their bodies will melt like ice cream that is not stored in the refrigerator.

Upon hearing Salima agree to hitchhike, Fauzan looked very excited. He walked to his car first then, opening the door for the two women.

However, unlike Nadia, she is like being at a crossroads. Between two difficult choices, when not obeyed or obeyed will be equally annoying.

Nadia followed her mother's steps first into the car. After he sat down beside Salima, Fauzan closed the door and sat behind the wheel while glancing at Nadia from the front rearview mirror, he smiled but, unable to be seen by anyone.

‘Yes! Succeed!’ thought Fauzan

All the way home, everything in the car was silent, they were both busy with their thoughts. Nadia and her mother turned to the window, while Fauzan focused on the streets.

Arriving at the crossroads, Salima almost opened her mouth to make a sound indicating which direction they should go, but, it turns out that the driver who was sitting behind the wheel already knew the location of the house without being told.

This makes Salima surprised while looking at her son sitting next to her, while Nadia is silent because she already understands that the person who was sent to pick up her mother first, must have told you where the house is. The woman simply shook her shoulders in response to Salima's astonishment.

Nadia and Salima went down first before opening the door as she rushed inside her house while Salimah stood beside Fauzan's car and stared fixedly at the man.

“Please stop by first, Nak.” Salima.

“What can Ma'am, I don't bother?”

“Almost first, as a thank you I have been delivered to home.”

Fauzan nodded in obedience to the old woman and stepped up to follow her into Salimah's modest home. Arriving in front of the terrace, Maulana-husband is waiting. The old man was astonished to look at the bespectacled man who was behind his wife.

“For what did you come here?” asked Maulana firmly.

Salimah pulled her husband's hand and took him in, saying something about what happened back in the hospital. Not to forget he also said all their conversations about marriage. Hearing his wife's words the old man sorted his forehead while looking at Fauzan from the tip of his hair to the tip of his foot then he stepped closer and let him sit down.

“Bu, get a drink first!” Maulana said as they sat facing each other on the living room sofa.

While in the living room Maulana gave a lot of questions to Fauzan about his identity and personality. If the man is determined to marry Nadia, of course he must know who the man really is. Because among them did not know each other let alone the man always covered his face as if he did not want to know his identity made Maulana a little suspicious.

“You have known Nadia for a long time?” Maulana asked calmly, along with the time Salima kept two cups of tea on the table.

“Ya during Nadia working in my office.” Fauzan replied in a no less calm style.

“Do you guys meet often?”

“Not really.”

“Then, do you like Nadia?”

“Ya.”

Suddenly the atmosphere became quiet, both in the living room and from behind Nadia's room. He could hear all the talk of his father who was like a policeman investigating a suspect, in great detail about Fauzan's identity including his job. However, upon hearing the end of the conversation he took a deep breath, it felt hard to accept Fauzan's confession.

However, all that the man admitted before his father was true and nothing was covered he admitted everything. She even told how her family and her brother who was hospitalized were in a coma.

Nadia ventured out of the room and, standing behind her father, interrupted the conversation while her mother sat down next to her father.

“But, I don't like you how if I refuse you?” nadia ketus.

“Already, already ... come Please drink the tea first!” salima said to the guest and her husband as she reached out to open the snack she had served on the table.

“Nadia, sit!” the father's orders to his son.

Nadia was sitting on one of the chairs between Fauzan and Maulana. Suddenly he felt as if he were a defendant in the trial of a case, all eyes on him.

‘Absolutely I have wrong what the hell is the same of them?’ Nadia's mind while bowing her gaze.

Fauzan who was welcome to taste the food he looked clumsy, looking between Salimah and the drink in front of him. While Nadia is seen holding back laughter, she laughs at Fauzan who looks awry. Inevitably if he wanted to taste the food, of course he had to open his mask, which would automatically show his face.

‘Will survive until when are you like that, covering your face? Already ... just open it now!’ nadia said in her heart.

“What do you like about child, me?” suddenly Salimah asked in a firm tone to Fauzan who still looked confused, between having to open a mask or give up good food in front of him just like that.

“I don't need a reason to fall in love. So, I do not have any reason to love Nadia, because indeed I like, yes ... like aja.” replied Fauzan earnestly.

“Continue, you're Nadia, how? You like this guy, you know what his face is?” salima asked again no less firmly when she asked Fauzan. He thinks how it is possible for people to be in love when they see their faces never.

Suddenly, Fauzan moved his hand to grab a cup of tea.

 

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