The Perfect Love

The perfect Love

...Happy reading...

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Rashad unfocused on meeting with one of his colleagues who had worked with him even since Nathan held the company. Rasyid holds the company from his parents.

Rashad's mind was fixed on Jelita who left the house in a state of chaos. What happened three years ago? Why did Jelita look so disappointed in him? Is that photo not true?

"Sir Rashad!"

"Sir Rashad!"

"Ahh.iya, why?" rasyad asked in a daze as his secretary called his name in a whisper.

"Meeting was over 10 minutes ago and Mr. Ghali is waiting for you to have lunch together" Rashad's secretary Barra said.

Rashad rubbed his face violently. Then he looked at Mr. Ghali who was the same age as his father sitting in front of him with a smile.

"M-sorry, Sir. Today I'm not focused" Rashad said.

"It doesn't matter Mr. Rashad because I know you may be thinking about your unconscious mother" said Mr. Ghali, who is also close friends with his father.

"Yes Sir. Lately I have been very worried about my mother because even though the doctor said my mother's condition has improved but until now my mother has not been conscious," explained Rashad who is not entirely lying.

"I'm sorry for your mother's condition, sir" Ghali said, patting Rashad on the shoulder.

"What if we had lunch together to get rid of the anxiety in your heart?" asked Mr. Ghali familiarly.

"Maybe, sir." replied Rashad with a smile. He could not have refused Mr. Ghali's invitation even though his heart was not calm at this time.

"Barra you handle all my work today. I probably won't go back to the company because this afternoon I also have a teaching schedule" said Rashad firmly.

"Well Sir!" answer Barra politely.

"Come Sir!" take Rashad to Mr. Ghali who is possessed by the middle-aged man.

*****

Rashad and Mr Ghali are enjoying their lunch interspersed with small talk that makes the two look familiar.

"Are you married again, by the way?" asked Ghali curiously.

"Yes sir already," said Rashad with a smile to make him remember Jelita who did not pick up the phone since. Where's the girl?

Mr. Ghali laughed. "I didn't expect you to be married to your own foster sister. Nathan told me yesterday when I went to see your mother with my wife, and it turned out that the world was very narrow. You're married to a very proper girl Rashad, please take good care of her" Ghali said, stopping his meal for a moment.

"You know my wife?" rasyad asked in surprise.

"I know him Rashad. Young Miss Jelita is my wife's patient" Mr Ghali said with a smile

"P-patient? Y-you mean?" rasyad asked with a stammer. His heart was pounding very fast waiting for the answer from the person before him

"Yes Jelita was my wife's patient three years ago" Mr Ghali said, recalling how he got to know Jelita and he returned to the breaking point after Raka helped him.

"Wait, Sir. I don't understand it at all. The patient? My wife patient your wife three years ago? What the hell does this mean? Please explain to me, sir! Isn't your wife a psychiatrist?" rasyad said impatiently.

"Loh you don't know if Jelita is my wife's patient? Three years ago Jelita was almost raped with her sister's friend if not the wrong friend of Dimas. At that time his mental health began to deteriorate Jelita was declared major depression by my wife as a psychiatrist who handled Jelita. If not come young master Raka at that time as the older brother of Jelita maybe at that time Jelita was raped by Dave and maybe the situation was much worse than the depression that he was suffering at that time. Several times Jelita tried to commit suicide but always failed because it was caught by Raka and my wife. Jelita always fantasizes if she will live happily and no longer tormented with the situation that befalls her mind in a row. In the past my company was almost bankrupt but because of the help of Mr. Raka my company began to rise again but on condition that my wife must come to Australia to help Jelita's recovery. After two years of fighting, Jelita finally returned to how she was, although sometimes in the middle of the night Jelita often had nightmares. That's why Mr. Raka is so possessive of his brother" Ghali explained, which made Rashad's body stiffen.

Like being struck by lightning Rashad looks silent with a heart that beats involuntarily and a heart filled with a deep sense of regret.

"J-jelita's major depression?" rasyad asked with a stick as if the throat was hit by a very large stone.

Mr. Ghali nodded steadily. "Make him Rashad happy. Don't make him mentally go back down and cause his depression to re-invigorate his mind" Ghali said steadily.

"I'm going home first sir! Thanks for the explanation!" rashad said in a hurry.

Mr Ghali only looked at Rashad's departure in confusion. "Is it true that Rashad doesn't know everything? I don't think it's possible because the two were close according to Nathan's story at the time. But why did Rashad look surprised after I explained it?" monologue mr Ghali slowly.

Rasyad was carrying his car like a man of loyalty. He kept calling Jelita but the girl didn't pick up the phone at all. Rashad's mind and heart are filled with deep regret because all this time he continued to accuse Jelita who was not-no. Was the girl the victim of attempted rape? Why didn't he find out from the beginning? Why should he follow his logic from his heart? Rashad hit his steering wheel hard and turned his car into his father's house.

Rashad did not see Jelita's car in the garage which made the man even more upset when entering the house in a hurry.

"My wife has Bi gone home?" rasyad asked impatiently.

"Not Master!" answer Nathan's housekeeper politely.

"What is it, sir? Miss Gladis is wearying?" ask the maid.

"not Bi. Where is Nazwa? Is he fussy?" rasyad asked with a troubled mind.

"Miss Nazwa is with her baby sitter, sir. Since then, little lady has been looking for Madam Jelita," said the maid who increasingly made Rashad upset.

"Where are you, Jelita?" muttered Rashad with a wail.

****

The clock has shown at 10 pm but Jelita has not yet returned home. A drizzle began to come that made Rashad very worried about his wife. Rashad could not ask Raka or Damian, could-can the two men beat him up which only Rashad could do is wait for Jelita's return along with Nazwa who had fallen asleep in his arms.

Repeatedly Rashad looked out through the window. He was very worried about his wife, Rashad wanted to apologize to Jelita for accusing Jelita so badly.

The roar of the car engine entering the house grounds made Rashad breathe with relief.

"Mad Ema!" call Rashad impatiently.

Making the young woman run in a hurry to approach Rashad. "What's up, sir?" ask Ema, baby sitter Nazwa.

"Bring Nazwa to his room huh!" rasyad's orders were directly taken by Ema.

After Nazwa was taken by Ema. Rashad hurriedly walked towards the main door of the house.

Czech....

The bodies of Jelita and Rashad were sculpted together. Rashad looked at the expressionless silent Jelita in the wet clothes she was still wearing.

"Where from?" rasyad asked in a very soft voice.

Jelita did not answer. The girl's gaze began to tighten and eventually she could not prop her body back up. Jelita fell in Rashad's arms with closed eyes and lips that moved with shivering.

"JELITA!"

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...How is this part? ...

...Invite emotions in the heart?...

...Don't forget the ramen yak!...