The Long Wait of the Heir

Chapter 1: The First Meeting

Cold man , has an exotic figure is driving in a hurry because he had to attend a meeting meeting at a five-star hotel .

The reunion with his best friend at the restaurant last night made him wake up late, plus his assistant, Alena, could not attend because of illness .

This man was named Azril Malik Anggara, the young heir of the Anggara family, though he was very independent, and responsible with the job . So naturally the Company engaged in Advertising is skyrocketed to go international .

Azril who was driving at high speed accidentally hit a middle-aged man who was passing by .

" aaaaaaagghhhhh " shouted the middle-aged man

Brugghhhhhhhh

Azril rushed out , seen the man was already floundering but still able to breathe .

Quickly, Azril took her to the hospital and canceled her meeting because of an accident .

He drove her all the way to the ER , it was seen that the man looked at her with a shady heart .

A few minutes later the Doctor came out , the Doctor's flat face shriveled his already frightened guts .

" How is he ? is he okay ? " he asked, rubbing the rough face that had been dripping cold sweat because of fear .

" As a result of the accident his leg was broken, and had a leak in the heart, the hope for life is very thin, we can only pray that there may be a miracle , did the father tell you to go inside ? " said the Doctor, pat her on the shoulder and pass away .

Azril stepped quickly inside the , looking at the man lying weakly , yet still able to speak . The still stammering voice waved the hand telling Azril to sit beside him .

" I'm sorry sir ! I was really unintentional ! " said Azril kissing the hand of the Father who was already helpless .

" It's kid, I won't blame you ! maybe it was my destiny, only one that stuck in my heart "bluffy, started thinking of his beloved daughter named Shafa, tears falling down her pale face .

" What is it sir?, just say it! , inshallah I will do it" Azril said staring at the father .

" Would you marry my daughter ? he is currently lodging in one of the closest boarding schools in the city , even if I go 'I am not worried because someone is looking after him " said the father named Imron .

" Married ??? " he murmured in heart, looking away in agitation . But Mr. Imron clasped both hands "I beg!!! , my daughter is an orphan and she also sholeha "sigh Imron made Azril can not choose, let alone this emergency .

" Okay sir, I'll do it "said the raunya who started to want to stand .

" Where are you going ? "

" i want to find a ruler to marry me "strictly Azril began to step, but the ladder was pulled

" there's no time, son, I'm the one who married you ? " he ordered Azril to sit down, then asked the nurses and doctors on duty at that time to be witnesses .

Azril gawked as if in disbelief, as soon as this status would become a husband . Married things that he had avoided but approached without giving time to choose .

Feelings of fear, nervousness, trembling envelop him at this time, moreover this was the first time he dared to do it himself without being accompanied by his own family .

But when you want ijab kabul Pak imron forget the legal terms of marriage, one of which is the Mahar .

Azril was confused, everything happened suddenly without preparation . At that time there was only money in his wallet worth ten thousand rupiah, credit card there but can not be used because it was left behind in the car when taking Mr. Imron to the hospital .

Witness, and dowry already exist, ijab kabulpun start .

Mr. Imron had earlier endured the pain of giving a phone number to call his daughter .

Azril contacted and told his teacher to convey to Syafa because he had to accompany Mr. Imron who was already dying, his breathing was tight and the last word tawhid from his mouth , give the impression of a radiant face and smile .

After thirty minutes, the girl named Syafa ran . With a shar'i appearance towards the man lying in a white cloth cover to cover his head .

His steps slowed down and were heavy as if something was blocking his way to get to the blanketed man without making a sound .

" Baaapakkkk" said hesitating Syafa

One-on-one white, clear, protruding flowing in the white of her cheeks . He hugged , lips clenched in biting resisting such deep sadness . In the face-covering cloth, tears flowed .

In the kiss of the father he loved, kissed the hand so cold .

The new Azril from the parking lot accidentally took off his phone, "is he my wife ? " his slow word immediately took his phone down .

Syafa who heard the sound of a collision turned to Azril who was still bent down to pick up the fragments of his phone fell down .

" I'm sorry your card was thrown at my feet ! " cloak Shafa with eyes that are still flushed .

Azril was nervous, as he raised his head there was a white, beaming face that moved his heart so that he could not afford to be ridiculed .

Syafa hurried to his feet and looked back at his father .

" Di_he is really beautiful, although she is still 15 years old, but the nature of gentleness is seen in the aura of her face "he murmured inwardly

" Kaamuu Syafa yahh? , Mr Imron's daughter "asked Azril .

Syafa just lowered his head "iyyya, you know where ? "

" I'm the one who brought your father here, and I want to give this to you "

Azril gave a will from Mr. Imron telling Syafa to come with Azril .

Syafa read it , his tears flowed , and ventured to look at Azril who stood leaning against the wall .

" Now answer me! , what is your relationship with your father? , until you tell me to come with you ? " safa asked seriously, his eyes accidentally looked at Azril who was confused to answer a difficult question to say, let alone the trust of Mr. Imron waiting for him to be 20 years old .

" My father and I have known you for a long time, I even consider him like my own father, so you don't have to ask again "Secret Azril passed away , lingering there made it even more dizzy .

After the funeral is done , Syafa just stared at the funeral of the father who was so impressed in this moment .

The departure of the father, made him sad more profound . The figure of Imron in the eyes of Syafa is very special, has a nature of tenderness, loving, and the responsibility of the afterlife to the princess only wayangnya .

Syafa who began to move, a familiar man, Azril, was waiting at the gate of the cemetery .

" Syafaa, prepare yourself immediately! , I will soon return to my city "he said, giving Shafa a thought

" so soon??? , can't it be later or another month ? " had bargained, asking for understanding so Azril understood his current feelings .

" Can't Shafa , the work in my office has piled up , I don't have much time ! " pinta Azril, hope there is understanding from the wife .