TEARS OF WAITING

AMP Season 2 part 40 Be Muhrimku

Be the Muhrimku

 

Nadia walked towards the door, after she finished talking, without looking back at Imma, while the woman just glanced at her then, looking back at her son who closed her eyes again.

“Nak, did you hear Mama?” Imma asked as she gently rubbed Arfan's head gently.

Nadia glanced over, wanting to see what the man's reaction was like to his mother. But the man returned to his normal state, silent and unresponsive to Imma's request. Suddenly the girl became anxious, she twitched Arfan's big toe firmly, on which day a nerve went straight to the head.

“Wake up, Mr. Arfan, you must obey your Mother's orders! Remember we were told to worship Mom, right?”

Unexpectedly, Prie who was slumped weakly on the bed opened her eyes and lips, looking towards Imma and Nadia. In fact, his eyes were now perfectly open.

“What you need to drink?” Nadia understood Arfan's weak hint of dry lips, the girl immediately gave her mineral water using the remaining straw overnight. Then wet the man's lips with water with his fingertips, making Imma glare.

“What water did you give her?” tanya Imma held Nadia's hand from Arfan's dry lips.

“My remaining drinking water, Mistress!”

“What?” Imma sounded frustrated because the favorite child was given water to drink the rest of the people who had just been known.

“Sorry, Madam, because there is no water supply, only my drinking water leftover last night is there, while Mr. thirsty let alone dry lips, I apologize,” said Nadia full of plea though, while, what he did was not wrong, he only did what he could. Especially this is an emergency.

During this time the patient is unconscious until the family and people who look never provide drinking water for patients except for themselves. Finally, Imma was forced to understand.

“Mmama... “ Blowing Arfan. His voice was hoarse and weak so that Imma had to bring her ears closer.

“Iya, Darling ... Mama is here.” Imma said as she kissed her son's forehead, not feeling tears dripping down her face, she was so happy that Arfan had regained consciousness after so many months. Nadia was shedding tears, seeing the sight.

“Mama is grateful, you are aware and remember Mama, you are not amnesiac! Thank goodness!”

Nadia did not mean to disturb the intimate atmosphere between mother and child, she intended to go out and at the same time run away. With a slow and careful step he headed for the door, closed it but did not get close, then immediately rushed over.

Just as he was walking a few steps towards the elevator, someone had already stopped him, from the direction of the other corridor, that person shouted quite loudly, calling out to him. It seemed like the person caught a suspicious gurgle from Nadia as the girl turned her head to the right and to the left in a huff.

“Where are you going? Huh!” fauzan said while holding Nadia's left hand made Nadia spontaneously grimace in pain, her lips reflexively shouting.

“Ahk!”

At once Fauzan let go of his hand and clenched yes in front of his chest while apologizing.

“Sorry, sorry, I forgot. Where are you going?”

“Not your business!”

“That's my business, Nadia! I brought you here!”

“Yes, already, let me go home now, sir!”

“Don't call me, sir! Your attitude is inappropriate if you call me Father but, not polite.”

“Masa?”

“Come! Follow me!” Fauzan walked while pulling the bag in Nadia's hand.

While Jali from earlier along with Fauzan, just stay still and stand firm near Fauzan as if ready to take the next order.

“Where else are you going, me? Zan! I want to go home!” Nadia followed Fauzan's footsteps lazily, they were both like pulling a bag.

“Sorry, Sir, Miss ..!” finally Jali spoke because it was not good to see the funny sight before her.

“Wah, you. Very compact!” said the man while laughing. “So, look Miss. Mr. Zan has prepared clothes and also an apartment for Miss to stay here, forgive Mr. who did not tell Miss first, now you want to take Miss there, let Miss take a shower and rest. Please!”

After she finished saying, Jali reached out for Nadia to continue her steps. Of course Jali's words made him stunned, not believing that Fauzan during the absence of appearing turned out to be preparing an apartment for himself, but, for what? He just wants to go home.

“For what you prepare it, no need ... I'm just going home.”

“Yes, let's just say it's your home! At least stay there until your hands are completely restored, only then go home, and don't try to escape again!”

Fauzan said as he glanced at Jali annoyed, as if his eyes were threatening because they had leaked the secret of surprise to Nadia.

While Jali thought that it would be better to say honestly, given Nadia's rejection of Fauzan's wishes. If we talk about it well, the results will be different. As of now Nadia looks calmer, although she still disagrees to stay in Fauzan's apartment.

“Where you run, I don't have money to go home, any work can't because my hands hurt!” Nadia said with annoyance, if only possible, she would swear curiously at the man who was also acting like it.

“Makanya, we live in an apartment, yes?” Fauzan said softly.

“I don't want to stay with you, Zan! We're not muhrim!”

“Yes, already ... then, we are married, let it be muhrim!”

“Who wants to marry you, Zan?” nadia said as she passed.

“I!” fauzan said following Nadia's footsteps.

“But I don't! Uh, yes, by the way, your brother is aware, you don't want to see?” Nadia said that to distract Fauzan so that he could leave immediately.

“I know!”

“Zan!” suddenly a voice came from in front of the alift that had just opened. A woman walked up to them carrying a package.

“You go where you are! Don't take Nadia anywhere!” the woman said as she walked, she was none other than Fatima.

“Bude? Why can't I take Nadia? He's my friend!” ask Zan wonder.

Fatima immediately grabbed Nadia's right hand, she knew that Nadia's left hand was sick because they were chatting familiarly, some time ago while accompanying Arfan. Nadia has told Fatima a lot about herself, and vice versa Fatima told a lot about herself and Arfan, her nephew.

“Come! Lunch, first. Bude bring good food for you!” said the woman while raising the big box parcel in her hand.

Fatima came from this morning, until she found out that Nadia had not eaten and she brought it at once as a thank you to her.

While Fauzan was just helplessly dumbstruck, he was astonished how he the woman could seem familiar just like that. He guessed if there was no way Nadia could quickly get along with her famous Budenya jutek and cuek.

 Actually Fauzan had also prepared lunch together in the apartment with Nadia. From last night he worked hard to get some of his confidants to clean the old apartment, replace some household furniture, prepare clothes and other food. However, now all the plans that he had arranged neatly, failed instantly.

Finally Fauzan can only return to his brother's ward by force, he is not indifferent to his half-brother, but, he is sure if one day Arfan must be aware, it is only a matter of time.

The man paused for a moment, combing his coarse hair with his fingers before walking into the room, then, glancing at Jali curiously, blaming the completely innocent man. His personal assistant knew that Fauzan was only venting his frustration at the circumstances because all his plans had failed.

After Fauzan had successfully conditioned his feelings for Fatimah, he stepped closer to the door. He stood there and what he heard when the door opened, greatly shocked him.

“So, how, you agree, right, if Bude match you with Nadia?” Fatima said as she held Arfan's still limp hand.

 

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