The Pursuit of Fatimah Love

My love, never stay away from me

Chapter 39

Afif fell silent, he did not dare to return Fatimah's gaze. He could not see the two beautiful eyes getting hurt and crying.

"Mas, how's Nabila doing?" Fatimah asked back with uncertain feelings.

Seeing Afif who was silent with a sad face, made Fatimah sure that something bad had happened to Nabila.

"Did he also leave me for good?" Fatimah asked in a raucous voice, staring at the ceiling of the hospital. Something painful made his chest so tight.

Afif just kept silent, not knowing what to say. He just stared fixedly at Fatimah, his heart was so hurt like pierced with an indelible, saw the clear circle that had flowed and soaked Fatimah's face.

"I want to see his grave!" pinta Fatimah suddenly while facing her face towards Afif, making their eyes look at each other.

"Your hand is still in Fatimah's pain" Afif replied with a faint look.

The sharp and cold eyes of Afif seemed to disappear with all the wounds he had in his incision to Fatimah. The feeling of tightness was growing in his chest.

"Only my hands hurt, the rest of my body is fine!" fatimah stared intently at Afif. He tried as hard as he could to hold the clear circle that wanted to continue flowing without permission to wet his cheek.

Afif wanted to reach Fatimah's body, bring her into his arms, even if it was just giving strength. But what can Afif do now? He can only be silent while grieving all his folly that has made the woman he loved so much always hurt.

"I'm sorry Fatimah, I'm just a bod*h guy for you." Afif said in his heart.

"I'll go alone if you won't take me!" exclaimed Fatimah saw Afif who was just speechless.

Fatimah suddenly pulled out the infusion hose attached to the back of her hand, while grimacing withstanding the pain. Of course what Fatimah did made Afif come to his senses from his mind.

"Fatimah, what are you doing?" Afif asked with a panicked face, while holding the blood flowing from the back of Fatimah's hand because of the infusion hose that had been removed forcibly.

"I want to see my brother's grave! The brother I never knew existed all this time! Why do you keep everything from me!" scream Fatimah hysterically.

"Fatimah, relax! We should be more careful about stepping, because ...." Afif did not continue his words, making Fatimah speechless and looking at him fixedly, as if asking for an explanation of Afif's words being cut off.

"All right, we're going to the tomb now! just one door I should never stay away from me" Afif said, looking worried on his face.

Fatimah looked back at Afif, she saw the worry and sincerity on Afif's face. He knows very well if he is being targeted by those who have been wanting to avenge in the past and want to destroy them, especially Afif who is their target.

The tightness in the chest was painful for Fatimah, more painful than her bullet-ridden hands. A question in his heart. " O Lord, why is it so hard for us to be together?"

"Astagfireullah Aladzim!" sentak Fatimah realized her own words. He instantly rubbed his face, making Afif look at him questioningly.

"I'm sorry, Lord, I've become an unwavering servant of your destiny." Fatimah said again in her heart, while continuing to be privileged.

"Fatimah," call Afif soft.

"Can we go now?" Tanya Fatimah switched the conversation.

Afif sighed and nodded, coinciding with the arrival of doctors and nurses who immediately treated the infusion wound on the back of Fatimah's hand.

After the circumstances of Fatimah were not alarming, Afif immediately asked for permission from the doctor and asked two nurses at once to look after Fatimah, making Fatimah feel a little uncomfortable. However, deep in his heart was warmth and happiness over Afif's concern and concern for him.

"Had it been, he hadn't received Afif's proposal, maybe the matter wasn't this complicated." Inner Fatimah.

"This is all the destiny of Divine Fatimah. Our meeting is not a coincidence, but something that has been outlined" said Afif who seemed to know the contents of Fatimah's mind.

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Fatimah stared at the pus of the mound of land that was still red with a sprinkling of flowers on it, a sense of tightness and regret increasingly enveloped her heart. Tears continued to flow as she offered her do'a.

Afif continued to be beside Fatimah, in addition to two nurses, he also ordered some of his men to carry out strict guard for the safety of Fatimah.

Thirty minutes they were at the funeral, Fatimah who was sitting in a wheelchair was only able to pray, asking to be given a way out of all the problems that occurred in their lives. A sincere do'a tucked away for an Afif.

Meanwhile, at a great distance, there were two people who were stalking them using binocular binoculars that were able to see objects with a great distance. One of them immediately contacted someone.

"They're leaving the funeral! This time don't fail and I want him alive!" command that person, when the call is connected.

After turning off his phone, it appears that someone is back staking their activities through binoculars.

As Afif and Fatimah were about to get into the car, mysterious gunshots suddenly hit one by one the nurses and Afifs.

Afif immediately took a thousand steps. He immediately carried Fatimah's body into the car, making Fatimah jerked and tried to release her body from Afif's embrace.

"Sorry Fatimah, I'm forced to touch you!" firmly Afif while sitting Fatimah in the front seat and installing a safety belt.

Afif immediately got into the car and immediately sat behind the steering wheel." Calm yourself Fatimah, we will be safe and all will be well" said Afif as he drove his car at high speed.

Three cars at high speed immediately chased after them. Fatimah continued to pray and tried to calm down. He's resigned if today's death will pick him up.

Afif tried to glance at Fatimah who seemed to close his eyes. "Whatever the stakes, I'll save you!" asserted Afif while playing his wheel with a shrewd of three cars that tried to hit them while opening fire at the car driven Afif and Fatimah.

"Shoot as you like!" firmly Afif while smiling cynically.

Fatimah opened her eyes and glanced at Afif. "Calm down! Dion has modified this car to be resistant to bullet attacks," said Afif as he glanced and smiled at Fatimah, while continuing to drive with concentration.

"If you knew what was going to happen, why did you let your men die by being shot in their hands? Why did you also let the two nurses get shot?" Fatimah asked while facing her face towards Afif with a sharp look asking for an explanation.

Afif was silent for a moment hearing the question from Fatimah. He sighed and rubbed his face rough.

"Fatimah, the world is hard and there will be sacrifices." Afif's answer made Fatimah's eyes perfectly rounded and immediately his face immediately reddened, a clear circle was already creek in the bead of his eyes.

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Will Afif and Fatimah survive?

Who wants the death of Afif and Fatimah?

The story is more exciting in the next chapter, thank you for waiting for😍.

The author apologizes for the delay in his ups and once again thanks for being faithful in the work of Author🙏.