TEARS OF WAITING

TEARS OF WAITING
Amp Season 2 Part 34 Who Is Unethical



Who is Unethical


 


The girl was Ella, a woman who had just been a conversation between Fauzan and her mother. He contacted Fauzan and promised to see his girlfriend, Arfan, who was in a coma.


While chatting on the phone, Fauzan asked him to come to the hospital first, as the man claimed to be in a refueling depot and stuck in traffic. Therefore he delayed his arrival, he was reluctant to meet with Imma.


According to Ella, her future father-in-law judged her one eye on materialistic terms. He wondered where the woman judged him unrealistic, even though he only used the money, for the luxury items he bought was just that.


Moreover, lately Imma became very chatty commenting on his attitude that tried to approach Fauzan. His feelings for the man were natural, because Arfan could not do anything for him. So, if he now likes Fauzan, of course it's okay.


Finally he bought some parcels and souvenirs as an excuse to arrive late. She hopes Imma has left her child's nursery. However, in fact the woman was still there and there was another woman sitting by Fauzan's side, upsetting him.


“Fauzan! Who is he?” Ella repeated her actions.


“Dia?” Fauzan asked back while turning to Nadia and embracing her soft shoulders. “She's my future wife!”


“What? You lied, right? Where would anyone want to marry you who is unemployed, poor, not looking at his face?” Ella said with a laugh.


“That's right, you think!” fauzan.


“Yes. You've been that kind of person all along. How could this woman marry you!” Ella recalls sitting on one of the sofas between Imma and Fauzan.


“If there is, what do you want? Choice not in your hands, El!” Imma said as she grabbed her bag, then stood up.


“Mama where to go?” asked Ella while looking at Imma timidly because she was trying to ignore the woman.


“It's none of your business, it's weird Mr. Jali. Is the AC dead, really, so sultry like this?” Imma said as she wagged her palm before her own face gesturing as if the room had become sultry due to Ella's arrival.


“It seems so Madam ... does Madam want to go right now?” said Mr. Jali while bowing respectfully.


“Yes. Take me first yes Sir later new here again.” Imma said as she stepped out of the room.


“Good.”


After that Jali followed Imma's footsteps, but, earlier she looked towards Nadia while smiling knots and nodding respectfully at her.


Nadia replied with a nod of her head and a smile, but in her heart she grumbled because she had no chance to speak. He was eager to ask Jali a few things.


At the time Nadia was still in treatment, she had seen the man in front of the rental house. His attitude that suddenly left because he saw Nadia, certainly made him suspicious.


Jali was afraid that, if he was caught by Nadia, then the identity of Fauzan— his master, would be revealed, therefore he chose to leave from there. However, who would have thought that Nadia and her family had left the rental house without her knowledge.


As a result, Fauzan is furious with her, and the risk to be taken is that she has to look for Nadia everywhere. The next day Jali found out that Nadia had come home with her parents to her hometown.


After knowing that, then, neither Fauzan nor Jali looked for Nadia anymore, they only sent a messenger to supervise and report Nadia's activities while at home.


“What's your name?” asked Ella without extending her hand, she was just busy fiddling with the screen of her phone while glancing at Fauzan who seemed indifferent to her.


“I Nadia.”


“Oh, do you really want to be the wife of a male player like her?” asked Ella while folding a second time in an elegant manner.


“What do you mean, Ella? Who do you mean player guy?” said Ella looking at Fauzan while sneering.


“You, who else?” ella toilet.


“Jaga speak! You have no right to open up who I really am to Nadia. I'll talk about it myself!” fauzan said as he changed his sitting position.


“Makanya, Zan ... You think she wants to be with you after knowing who you are?” Ella said as she laughed.


“Shut up, you're Ella!” sela Fauzan's.


“Zan, I'm the only one who knows you, my vinegar can accept you for who you are, we've known you for a long time, so, let's go on a date, okay?” ella said firmly.


“Ella, you are crazy! Can you talk like that near Arfan? What if he hears you talking like that?”


“Zan, dear ... I am not wrong, my feelings are sincere with you!” ella said with great emphasis.


“Where is possible?”


“You can ask yourself the same him.”


Ella looked at Nadia with a look of disdain and sneer, then, averted her gaze while saying, “Ah, that's right!”


While Nadia feels to be an unregulated mosquito repellent, boring her. From the conversation between Ella and Fauzan, she seemed to be a woman who grabbed people's lovers, making Nadia upset.


He did not like his current state, seeing the lie after lie that he witnessed happen in plain sight. Even he was involved in it.


He was not out of thought with everyone who seemed to be compact in deceiving everyone in faking identity, pretending to be poor and covering their faces just because of what? Nadia also did not know, clearly, she was also fooled.


If he had enough money to go home, he would have gone home by then. But right now he was truly like a helpless patient. It might even be better to be the one to fall asleep involuntarily on the ward.


“Sorry, please have a chat, I'm sorry,” said Nadia as she removed her hand from Fauzan's grasp and stood up.


“Where are you going?” ask Fauzan.


“To the front, fresh air nyari,” said Nadia flat.


“Haha, Zan! Where do you get it from, the village people do not have this kind of ethics? This one you want to make a wife?” ella's words offended Nadia.


How not to be offended, he has apologized and asked permission to leave, why should he be judged to have no ethics?


‘So, what kind of ethics does he mean?’ inner Nadia.


One more thing that makes Nadia upset, which is that whenever people say she's a future wife from Fauzan, it's a lie, she never says she's going to be his wife. It was just that he could not tell the truth for Fauzan's pride. They have to talk about it from heart to heart about this wife-to-be.


Suddenly Nadia regretted why she had to fall asleep on the way to that place, because if she did not sleep maybe, Fauzan had told her about personal things. He didn't know if it was true that while he was sleeping, Fauzan filled his car with gas and called Ella.


“Sorry yes, I have asked permission, just now. So, who is unethical here, other than the one who humbles others with his words?” Nadia said slowly but firmly.


“What do you mean?” asked Ella while standing with Nadia's fingers.


“I mean clearly, if maintaining dignity not only by his deeds but also by being his words?” nadia Sahut.


“What am I talking about, like you? Huh! Basic village!” Sarkas Ella cynical.


“You judge from where, I kampungan? Not a person who speaks carelessly also his name?” nadia's rebuttal sounded judgmental.


“Ella, enough!” Fauzan said as he stood up and grabbed Ella's hand, then, went outside the ward. Leaving the pensive Nadia alone.


It seems like Fauzan is trying to separate Nadia and Ella's debate, I don't know what they're talking about out there.


While Nadia approached Arfan who was asleep in unconsciousness of body and soul. He sat on the side of the bed, while observing a face very similar to Fauzan. Because of this they are often said to be twins, many people often mistake and exchange in calling names.


For a moment his eyes caught something near Arfan's pillow, which attracted his interest. He took the thing slowly, as if afraid to wake the sleeping person up.


Nadia glanced at Arfan's calm face as if without any burden.


“Until when do you want to sleep like that? Meet me, I'm Nadia. We can get acquainted if you are aware. So, let's get up!” Nadia chattered as if she was talking assuming that Arfan was a healthy person.


“You know how I got here? I was kidnapped!” nadia said excitedly. He was sure the man heard.


“Ah, but not as fun as the story if you sleep. We're good to talk while we look at each other. So, let's get up!”


Nit nit nit!


 


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