The Genitious Wife of Mas Faaz
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“Mey, hereiii!” screeched at a young girl while waving her hands.
Mey, who had just entered the restaurant, walked straight to the table in the corner, where Sheila and Marsha were waiting for her.
“Haiiii!” Mey, put her bag on the table while looking for a comfortable position to sit.
“For a long time anyway, where have you been?” cursed Sheila.
“From home.”
Mey, Sheila and Marsha have been friends since they were still in high school, because they feel as much frequency as they finally become inseparable friends. But even so Sheila and Marsha did not know at all that Mey was now the wife of people.
“It looks like your house is deket from here how long can I take Mey?” marsha continued asking, the sweet girl with glasses round was also seen drinking the mango juice she just ordered.
“I—that I am now uda moving house so far,” Mey replied.
Marsha and Sheila looked at each other.
“Moving? why?” it was as if Sheila kept asking Mey a lot of questions.
“Yes, want to start a new life just so because if in the old house I am often confused with father, uda ah do not need to be discussed,” said Mey while trying to divert the conversation.
For now Sheila and Marsha were completely unsuspecting of the beautiful woman.
“Oh yes I have the latest gossip,” said Sheila who was seen reaching for her phone. Sheila held out the phone as if she wanted to show something to Mey and Marsha.
“This is the Salsa former IPS child just posted on instagram using the latest mobile phone output, this crazy phone price when I check it about 125 million, he said, how can he use such an expensive phone?” sheila.
Mey immediately grabbed Sheila's phone, Mey looked at the photo from behind the flat screen carefully.
Sure enough, Salsa—his nemesis just posted the latest series of mobile phones, the envious souls of spite and the sirik Mey immediately inflamed.
Mey grunts annoyed, “This can not be allowed, my time lost competitiveness with him.”
“True Mey, anyways as far as I know that Salsa is not very rich, but how could he have a mobile phone with a price of tens of hundreds of millions,” said Sheila.
“Is it possible that Salsa has Daddy's sugar?” sahut Marsha innocently
“Surely, at most he is also just so simple om-om!” mey replied, folding both hands.
“But you don't have to think, maybe even the Salsa is lucky to be able to buy such an expensive phone. Now mending we think only, we want to continue studying at the University where,” continued Marsha.
“Ck, but still, I will continue to think the same Salsa who uses the latest series of mobile phones. While I, still use mobile phone output three years ago. Ahhhhh, I don't want to! surely yes the Salsa will menggeledekin me he will say gini, he said the son of businessmen, his parents' property in any time lost competitive, ihhhh nyebelin!” mey lamented.
“Yah surely the Salsa will ngeledekin lo. You know his mouth he is very spicy, sepedes cayenne,” Sheila continued with a small laugh.
“Liatin aja, I will also replace the phone with the latest series!” firmly Mey.
Sheila and Marsha looked back at each other, seeing that the friend's ambitious attitude could only make them both shake their heads.
“Heh, you don't think the phone cost 125 million, expensive!”
“Let's go, I'll just ask mom!”
“Emang will be given?” sheila asked with an unconvinced look.
Mey sighed, “Kayaknya anyway, because the mother is different from the father, when the father still there are all my wishes followed.”
“Well that's it Mey, anyways uda deh pity also aunt Citra. He is now taking care of your father's company alone, if you ask the existing macems only to increase the burden of his mind, except...” said Sheila pendeda.
“Except what?”
Sheila laughs loosely, her laughter is transmitted to Marsha, but not Mey, Mey was silent in a few seconds.
“How to have a husband, girlfriend aja ghoib aka no,” continued Marsha meredek Mey, who was just silent at the time.
The laughter of the two of them looked so crisp, even Sheila just held her stomach.
***
On the other hand, when Faaz was in his office, the handsome man was focused on reading the medical records of one of his patients.
Until the sound of the door opening managed to divert Faaz's gaze.
“Doctor Naila?” greet Faaz, upon seeing a beautiful lady in a doctor's suit who had just entered his room.
Naila—the adorable woman and friend during Faaz's lecture seemed to comment on the smile, until at last she walked closer to Faaz's desk.
“Doctor Faaz is busy?” ask Naila.
Faaz put his shoulders together, “Not really, what is Naila?”
Naila sighed, not answering Faaz's question.
“You're okay right?” continued Faaz when he saw the look on Naila's face as if implying anxiety.
“Yes, I'm here just to say something...I decided to move to Bangladesh,” he explained.
Faaz was silent for a while, until finally the handsome man began to look seriously at Naila.
“You'd like to do it yourself or this is an order from the hospital?”
“This is all on my own accord, Faaz.”
“Why?”
“No reason, I just—”
“Naila, I know you very well, since you always wanted to serve in the central hospital, and when your desire has been achieved why do you want to move out of town? come on Naila, you have to think carefully.”
“I have thought about it carefully Faaz, my resignation letter in this hospital has also been received, so I came here just want to say goodbye to you,” Naila said.
Highlight Naila's eyes illustrates the livability. While Faaz, the handsome man did not expect that Naila would make such a big decision.
“Naila, honestly. I'm sure you must have a reason, you can't decide a thing without a clear cause, I know very well how you, we've been friends for many years.”
Naila fell silent, her gaze turning to look elsewhere. And without him noticing, a drool of tears fell down his face.
“I can't keep close to you Faaz, while I know that you belong to someone else now, I've tried to shake off my feelings, but I can't, I can't, the only way I may have to go, but if someday I can make peace with reality, then I will come back again,”.
That managed to leave Faaz shocked and stunned.
“I'm sorry,” connect Naila who then leave Faaz's office.
Recollected by Faaz several years ago, during a graduation party, Naila expressed her feelings for Faaz so boldly, she said, but somehow Faaz never had more feelings than just friends with Naila. And he married the late Lisa, his wife who is now an angel of heaven.
Faaz subtly rejects Naila, years go by, Faaz thinks Naila's feelings for her have faded, but Faaz is wrong, she still loves him, and the news of Faaz's marriage certainly hurt his feelings.
‘I'm sorry Naila, I can't reciprocate your feelings, and probably never will be able to’ Faaz murmured inwardly.
Tbc.
