TEARS OF WAITING
AMP Season 2 part 44 Between Owned And Owned
Among Owned And Owned
Meanwhile, Nadia was neat and fresh, she was wearing the clothes that she thought were the simplest among the other clothes in the closet. He looked at himself in the mirror then sat down for a while while picking up his mobile phone and contacted his mother Salima—.
The woman asked what she should do with the circumstances she faced this time, she found nowhere else to complain other than her mother. Nadia said honestly if there is someone who has just been known and wants to match her with Arfan.
“Continue, you want?” salima asked, her voice sounded riled across there.
“Yes, no, Iah, Bu .. time is betrothed just like that. Who was Nadia trying to be? Just yesterday!”
“Say first, same Mother. Get them here, it's good they're my son's match-ups!”
Nadia chuckles to hear her mother who looks emotional and does not like the decisions of others involving her child. It means involving himself as well.
After ending the phone call with Salima and saying words that could calm her mother and father, Nadia came out of the room with a sense of uncertainty due to the giddiness that accompanied her step this time.
Had she been told to choose between Fauzan and Arkan, Nadia would not have chosen anyone between them. Because his heart is not ready to have another taste that is the same as the taste when loving Antoni. It's not that the two men aren't handsome or rich, no. But this is purely a matter of the heart.
Nadia has not prepared herself again to have and have. His heart is still broken and is currently trying to reconnect it at all costs. Even though he will never recover as he did, but, being able to heal from wounds is an extraordinary thing.
Nadia stood by Fauzan's side and saw the man dumbly looking in which direction her eyes were fixed, making Nadia furrow her brows.
“Pak ..” call Nadia
There's no answer.
“Zan! Are you okay?”
After the voice came out quite loudly from Nadia's lips, Fauzan turned his head with a flat face without expression.
“Hmm.”
“Come!” bring Nadia.
“Where?”
“How are you, anyway? Said he was going to the hospital.”
“Oh, so you want, yes?”
Nadia again fell silent digesting Fauzan's words, she thought that the decision of the order to go to the hospital might be absolute in her hands, so that if Nadia did not want Fauzan would obey.
While Nadia initially assumed that Fauzan would not dispute Imma's request until the woman appreciated his invitation.
“Does it matter if I am not there? If you can refuse, yes, I don't want to!” nadia said while sitting in front of Fauzan but his gaze was fixed in the other direction.
Fauzan looked at Nadia with sparkling eyes as it was nice if the girl refused. He did not have to find a reason for himself and only needed one answer when Imma asked.
“Not a problem if you don't want.”
“Yes, already—“ Nadia's speech was interrupted by a voice from Fauzan's mobile phone. The man immediately lifted her up.
“Ya, hello, Ma?”
Fauzan said after putting the flat object in his ear, he listened silently to the person behind the phone talk.
“She doesn't want to, Ma,” Fauzan said as he glanced at the busy Nadia also with her phone.
The gafis received a call from Fauzan's hand, then, started talking.
Nadia looked stale, chatting casually with Imma, the person who contacted Fauzan and was now talking to him, until then Imma started talking about the core to him.
“What nemar, said Fauzan, you do not want to come here?”
“Iya, Mistress, sorry. I can't go there for today.”
“Why?” ask for a voice across the phone that is deliberately hardened so that everyone can hear what they are talking about.
“I'm not well anymore, Madam, maybe I'm too tired.”
“That means you can come here another day?”
“Sorry, Mistress .. can't be either.”
“Why?”
“I want to go home, if it is healthy.”
“You can't go home now, you haven't answered our question.”
“Which question, Mistress?”
“You, will be in a match with Arfan! Let Fauzan marry Ella!”
Fauzan clenched both his hands hearing such a thing come out of the mouth of the mother he trusted and loved wholeheartedly, but now, he seemed to no longer have any rights to his own family.
Nadia saw the change in the look of Fauzan's face, until the corner of her lips twitched wanting to scream if only she could, then she should not be involved with the affairs of people like them.
Neither Fauzan, Arfan nor Ella had anything to do with him, they did not have to let each other out.
“Mistress, forgive me, it is not that I do not like Mr. Arfan, or Mr. Fauzan, but, I do not want to get married in the near future.”
Nadia paused for a moment to pause to just breathe.
“I still want to heal, both physical and liver wounds. So I refused this match. Let alone my two parents, do not allow me because they do not know Mr. Arfan let alone your family.”
Fauzan was silent but, smiling sweetly at the corner of his lips when he heard Nadia's words. He was satisfied because what the girl said sounded fair to everyone including himself.
“You, could have said so, no need to rush... Try you here. Get to know my son further, you will definitely like him, there is no woman who has rejected my son.”
‘’Except me!” nadia miris.
“Good, Mistress .. but, not now, I'm sorry.”
“No problem, so we have time to meet your parents, Nadia!” imma said from behind the phone.
“What, Madam seriously want to go to my parents' house, indeed you know where Dad and Mom's house?”
“It, about easy.”
Seriate
