The Healer of the Sinner

Because I Like

A tall body figure in neat clothes and mussel hair and masculine-scented was standing firmly in front of everyone. His face looks cold but also amazing. The handsome man who had been waiting for all those people just smiled stiffly and flat-faced.

"I'm sorry, Auntie, because it's too late!" Nizam said he felt bad, because he could not come on time. Everyone who made Nizam the center of attention did not mind and instead welcomed his arrival with great pleasure, let alone the Hosts of course.

"Let's have Nak Nizam sit down, wait a little bit no problem, the important thing is waiting to come, right?" Answer Mr. Anton who responded lightly all in justifying his joke.

Nizam shook the hands of Mr. Anton and Ms. Indah and her parents. Now it was Melisa's turn to greet him with a sweet smile on her lips while sticking her hands to Nizam.

"Hi, Brother Nizam! You remember me, right?" Said Melisa with a hand that is still not separated from the two after Nizam previously received a helping hand from Melisa.

"certain." Briefly Nizam, who still remembers little Melisa who used to come to her house if her parents came to visit her mother's father.

Melisa was really fascinated with the good looks of Nizam who is now absolutely perfect in her eyes. Although abroad he is often surrounded by Bule guys who look above that standard, but Melisa considers it ordinary. What because it is accustomed to the environment of handsome men in the country or Melisa is not interested in them.

But, this man in front of him looked different, a face that was already beyond doubt even flawless. His body looks athletic even though he is still wrapped in clothes that cover it, it feels so peaceful if he is in the chest deck of his field.

Suddenly, Melisa's mind wandered somewhere in the picture of the adult man in front of her. Brother Nizam who since he was a child has really looked mature and authoritative makes him unable to inhabit it.

"Sister now looks so handsome." Melisa subconsciously uttered a compliment that made everyone smile broadly at the same time. Nizam whose hand had not been taken off by Melisa earlier hurriedly pulled and occupied the sofa near her papa.

Everyone looks happy with Melisa who received both Nizam at the beginning of the meeting. At least it's capital to step into the next stage. Yes, although it is not guaranteed because here the main thing is about feelings, not a sense of a momentary awe.

Silent.....

"Son Nizam, Melissa. You know, why are we all together now? We and your parents agreed to match you both. But, it all depends on Melisa's decision. Because it concerns two hearts and feelings that are out of our control as parents. We as parents who try to be wise will give you the opportunity to know each other first. We do not want to impose our will, if any of you feel uncomfortable or do not fit into this relationship, you are free to make a decision. Relationships are woven with a sincere heart in order to form a harmonious household." Mr. Anton as the Host gave a lengthy explanation and direction for both.

Everyone just listened carefully. While Melisa was seen stealing the field to Nizam. Nizam who knew it was silent with the face of his feet without responding to anything.

"Alright, Nizam. You want to talk to Melisa four eyes, right? Now go to the back garden. Papa and mama will be waiting for you here while chatting with Anton and Indah. After all, Papa hasn't had this kind of time with them." Mr. Alkaf's Proposal.

"Good, Pa!" Nizam replied while glancing at Melisa to see the response from her. Melisa who understood the meaning of Nizam's gaze stood up to guide Nizam to walk to the back garden as Mr. Anton meant.

After the death of Nizam and Melisa, the four friends chat about the past and the present, when else can they reminisce like this. While the two people who have just arrived are both sitting on the park bench that has been provided. With a light beam that was not too bright, the garden looked dim but soothing.

The sound of the wind and the night-sweeping beast completes the silence. Silence still surrounds them, no one starts a conversation because the awkwardness caused by a long time makes them like strangers who have never known each other. Yes, even though they were close when they were kids.

Melisa who used to always appear pede, what is and relaxed because she was educated to have a strong mentality and confident in front of the crowd. But now, as if he had none of that, this one man in front of him had shrunk his guts to act like that for a moment.

"How are you Mel?" The words of Nizam who seemed flat were answered enthusiastically by Melisa.

"Good, Brother! Brother himself how is he. How many years have we never met. As I recall, I used to go to Brother's house a lot when I was in Elementary School." Nizam only looked at Melisa with an illegible look, as if there was something he was looking for from the girl in front of him.

"As you can see. I'm fine, even very good!" The answer. Melisa who felt wrong behavior was stared so intensely by Nizam turned her face in any direction to break eye contact that made uncomfortable.

"Mel, what made you accept this match?" Ask Nizam with the core question to Melisa.

"Does Big Brother actually disagree with this matchmaking?" Instead of answering, Melisa instead gave a back question to Nizam.

"You already know the reason why I want to be in a match like this! With me being a former Guy, it wasn't easy for me to find a woman to make as my life companion. I am still learning to open my heart to the opposite sex which is very difficult for me to do. Maybe this matchmaking is one of the ways I and my parents can learn to adapt to a woman!" Nizam. Melisa just looked at Nizam with concern.

"What's the reason you're willing to accept this match?" Repeat Nizam with a question that previously did not get an answer from Melisa.

"Wouldn't you like an honest answer or an engineered one?" Nizam squinted his eyes because he thought Melisa was just joking.

"Ha-ha-ha!" Melisa lay looking at Nizam's response which looks funny. But he gave a serious answer.

"I like the same color as Brother!" The answer is short but makes Nizam as if trapped in a hole that he created himself.

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The Muters are Guys. All the stories if there is no conflict are not exciting! So let's walk with what my thumb says.

(Kanda. Heheheh)