The Fate of Love of a Misanris

3. Two People Who Were Urged to Get Married

Turning the water faucet in the sink, Alina wet her face. Staring into the mirror, he looked at his already wet face. The cold water slightly eased his anger.

Holding a little more water in her hands, Alina wet her face again. After she felt completely calm, Alina turned off the faucet.

Tearing off a few strands of tissue, Alina dried her face and hands with it.

Alina returned to the ward where her grandmother was treated. And found her grandmother not there.

"Miss are you the granddaughter of Erina's patient mother?"

A nurse who saw his whereabouts there immediately asked. Alina nodded her head.

"Yes, where's my grandmother now?"

"Your grandmother has been transferred to the VIP room. Let me take you"

Alina followed where the nurse had gone. In his heart he asked a little. Why was her grandmother transferred to the VIP ward? They don't have enough money to pay it off later.

Now Alina is the one who meets the needs of her grandmother and also her mother who is still in the mental hospital with the results of her teaching salary is very mediocre.

"This is the room! Then excuse me first"

"Okay, thanks"

Opening the door, Alina saw the room was much more comfortable than before. There is a television set on the corner wall of the room, a larger sofa, and also air conditioning.

This room is also equipped with a toilet inside.

"Grandma's-" Alina hesitantly said her objections.

It's not that he doesn't want to give his best to his grandmother. But he doesn't have enough money for it.

Erina who saw her granddaughter's unease immediately understood what her granddaughter was thinking at the moment.

"Don't worry! All this Mr. Irsyad who bore him"

"What?"

Now Alina understood why her grandmother had moved to the VIP ward. Is it because of that old man, Grandma's old friend?

"No! I can still afford Grandma's care, so there's no need to accept her help"

How could Alina possibly accept a helping hand from a man? No man can be trusted in this world. Who knows the bad intentions behind all this good?

"Alin.Mr Irsyad is a good man, and neither is it good to refuse-"

"Enough!" Cut Alina who does not want to hear any more praise about the old man named Irsyad.

"I'm the one who will pay off Grandma's care, as long as I can afford we don't need to accept any help from a foreign man"

"Alin.mr Irsyad is not a foreign man! She is an old friend of grandmother's" Erina returns

"So how did grandma get treated like this?"

Alina immediately opened another conversation. His ears were already very hot hearing his grandmother who just kept talking about the old man.

Pulling a chair near the gurney, Alina sat there.

Erina was unable to resist her wry smile. How long will his grandson continue to hate all men like this?

"It's nothing! Just an old man's disease"

Erina smiled gently. He hides his worries in his heart. Actually, he's not okay. It was just that he did not want to make his granddaughter worry about him.

"really? grandma didn't lie to me, did she?" Alina was a little hesitant.

"Grandma doesn't lie!"

Alina was still a little doubtful. If it's just a disease of the elderly why should you be hospitalized? He will seek his truth later from the doctor. At that time he will know his grandmother is telling the truth or not.

"Alin.. Can grandma beg you for something?"

"Grandma what are you saying? I'm your grandson, even if it's hard, I'll try anything for you" Alina said sincerely.

In this life, Alina only had a grandmother and her mother even though she was no longer sane. But they are his passion to keep working hard.

The reason for that was to forget all his grim stories of the past. And the wound medicine of all his bad experiences that until this moment is still very difficult for him to forget.

"I'm old, I'm worried if I go later..."

Erina quivered when she said that. His eyes are already glazed.

"What about Alin?"

Alina took her grandmother's hand that wasn't punctured by an infusion hose, took it to her cleavage and stuck it there.

Said Alina softly.

"But grandma would love to see you married"

The deg!

It felt like the sky was falling on him.

"That's Grandma's last wish, is Alin willing to fulfill it?"

Alina did not answer. His gaze fell down. There was a stir of emotions rising and falling within him. It was along with the roar of his breath that was slightly starting to go unnoticed.

"It was the fate of your grandmother and mother to have an unlucky man in this life. But that doesn't mean you're the same fate"

Alina felt her eyes heat up. There were tears in both eyes. His nose feels very sour.

"There are a thousand men in the world. And each of them is different. Not all men are bad"

The old woman slowly got up from her bed. Realizing that, Alina moved quickly to help.

After resting half of his grandmother's body on the head of the bed. Alina sat back down.

Erina looked at the orange fruit on the table near her bed. He stretched out his hand to take the fruit.

"Even citrus fruits have several different types. Not all are sour but there are also sweet"

Erina began peeling the orange fruit.

Alina reached out to help but her grandmother prevented her.

The old woman smiled gently with eyes that said she could do it.

After peeling her. Erina thrust one into her grandson's mouth. Opening half his mouth as if saying 'a..'

Alina opened her mouth and ate the orange.

"How does it feel?"

"Sugary"

"Well, Alin finally tau this sweet orange after trying it. So try to open Alin's heart to a man"

Alina was silent, reluctant to respond to anything.

"What if you try her with Zayyad, through this matchmaking?"

"So grandma really wants to match me with a foreign man, who I don't know at all?"

In the end, Alina spoke. Hearing the word matchmaking and the man's good mood just turned bad.

"Well..."

"The grandmother is so late! Now grandma's resting ya"

Refuse to continue the topic further. Alina immediately helped her grandmother to lie down.

And then he rushed to the sofa, laying down there, closing his eyes even though he was not yet sleepy.

And in another place, there was someone who fared not much different from Alina.

Irsyad and Zayyad sat together on the balcony.

Enjoy the gust of night wind that pierces to the bone.

There was a small coffee table between them. On top were two cups of tea that were still warm with a fine puff of smoke in the air.

"Grandfather won't force you to accept this match"

Irsyad. His eyes stared deep into the starless night sky.

"But think about it, you're a 30-year-old man. It might not matter if you're not married now, but rumors of you being gay are already circulating in the public and more about the public starting to judge you as having a fear of women. These rumors, if not stopped, in addition to damaging your reputation but will also threaten the company and you could be demoted from a CEO. You must understand what Grandpa meant"

Zayyad clearly understood what his grandfather meant.

The bad rumors about him that are circulating are obviously part of the dirty tactics of the people who want to take him down.

"I'll consider this matter"

Taking his teacup, Zayyad sipped his little.

"Well, think about it!"

Irsyad said as he patted his grandson on the back.