
A cute girl in a headscarf and wearing a gray-white School uniform, was walking down the highway with a sweet smile and she stopped her steps, when she saw a car colliding in front of her eyes.
Bruk!
"Aahhhkk! "yelling Isyah Salsabila who saw the car collide in front of his eyes and he immediately rushed away towards the car.
"Please ! Please !"best Isyah Salsabila who was screaming for help and people immediately his daughter-in-law.
The fifty-year-old man was taken by residents to a nearby hospital along with Isyah Salsabila as well.
After arriving at the hospital the residents left the men along with Isyah Salsabila.
Isyah Salsabila accompanied the man in the ER room so that the man was aware.
"Where am I?"said the man very limp and Isyah Salsabila immediately approached him.
"Father, it was in the hospital that Mr. Mishap," explained Isyah Salsabila very gently made the man speechless.
"Can I call my son?"ask the father to Isha.
"May, sir." replied Isha very gently.
The father gave his cell phone and he immediately called his son, and Isha who would speak to his son.
π±Aril.
"Ha-lo .." said Isyah very nervously.
"Who are you, where is my papa?"aril said with great anxiety and panic at the voice of the woman, who answered the phone from her Papa.
"I'm Isya, Papa you had an accident and is now in Cananda hospital" Isyah explained.
"What! I'm there right now and you don't leave before I go." said Aril who disconnected his phone.
Isyah gave back the phone belonging to the man she helped earlier.
"Thank you for helping me, son. Introduce my name Ben Atmajaya." said Mr. Ben very gently to make Isyah smile.
"I'm Isyah Salsabila, call me Isyah." said Isyah very gently with a sweet smile.
"Beautiful name, as beautiful as the person, uh. You're still in High School?"ask Mr. Ben who saw Isyah wearing a gray school uniform.
"Really, Sir. It's okay I'm not too late" Isyah told Ben.
"Well, my son will deliver you how?"bargain Mr. Ben on Isyah.
It seems like this father is a good man, I am not happy if I refuse his offer. Inner Isya.
"All right, I'll come along." Isya said very gently.
After a few minutes later Aril finally arrived and he immediately entered and saw the state of his Papa.
"Father, is it okay?"aril asked with great anxiety and panic and then he glanced at Isha.
"Papa's okay, said the Doctor Papa was able to go home," explained Mr. Ben.
"Thank you, you helped my father, "said Aril.
"Sama-sama, then excuse me first yes, afraid late because today there is a test at the School, "isyah explained very gently.
"Aril, you were among Isha's first to his school?"pinta Pak Ben to his son.
"Alright, let me take you." said Aril who started walking while Isyah shook Mr. Ben's hand first.
"I'll excuse you, sir. Assalamualaikum." said Isha who passed away.
"Wa'alaikumsalam." replied Mr. Bena who stared at Isya's departure.
She's a Sholeha woman, I'd love to set her up with Amit. Ah, I forgot to ask for her phone number, I'll ask Aril to ask for her phone number, Mr. Ben's inner self.
Mr. Ben sent a message to Aril asking for Isyah Salsabila's mobile number.
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(Request Isyah's mobile number, not to be missing.)
Aril, who was waiting for Isyah in the car, received a message from her father.
"It's true that this papa, the child still smells like that, I guess he's 16 years old, the time wants to be in the scuffles anyway," said Aril who shook his head.
"Where is your school, say it and write your cell phone number." said Aril very indifferently while giving his phone to Isyah.
"School (sensor ) and this is already my phone number" said Isyah who gave back Aril's phone.
"How old are you, and my name is Aril." said Aril while driving his car.
"Sixteen years old, I am Isyah Salsabila." said Isya very awkwardly.
"Sir, right my guess." said Aril.
Isha was just silent they were both silent during the walk to Isyah School, after until Isyah directly down he was about to say thank you but, Aril has driven his car at high speed.
Astaghfirullah, just want to say thank you uh have gone that way, inner Isyah.
Aril returns to the hospital to take his Papa home, after they reach Aril's house taking his Papa to his room and he sits next to his Papa.
"Pa, she's so young is Papa going to marry her?"asked Aril very gently.
Just contact makes Mr. Ben smile and laugh.
"It's not for Papa, but for your brother Amit." it's clear Mr. Ben just made Aril smile.
"Oh, but. Does your sister want Pa?"asked Aril who doubted that his brother would accept a black girl like Isha.
"Papa will take care of it, so that he will because Papa likes it very much, "said Mr. Ben while remembering Isyah's face and Isyah's polite attitude to him.
"Alright, then Aril wants to work first, Pa. Because work is still very much in the Office." said Aril who rushed to leave his Papa.
Aril worked as a secretary of his brother while Amit became his Papa assistant, they built the Atmajaya Group Company very well.
After arriving at the Office Aril immediately entered his room and he did his duties.
Mr. Ben called Amit to tell him that he wanted to match his son to the girl who helped him earlier.
π±Amit.
"Amit, Papa has the acquaintance of a beautiful young woman" said Mr. Ben very clearly and not long-winded.
Amit checked the files while answering the phone from his father.
"Well, tonight meet us at home and Amit will be home soon but. Amit didn't promise to accept Papa's decision," explained Amit while holding important papers.
"Alright, thank you." said Mr. Ben who hung up his phone.
After he finished calling Amit, Mr. Ben sent a message to Aril.
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(Pick up Isyah later tonight, don't talk too much because Papa doesn't want to accept your excuse.)
Aril read the message from his Papa and he breathed a long breath.
"There are, who wants to be betrothed who is bothered by whom. I'm not sure if Amit's sister wants to because the girl was black, "said Aril while remembering the girl he met earlier.
Aril sent a message to Isha.
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(Prepare, tonight I'll pick you up. Send the location and don't ask too many questions.)
Isha who received the message from Aril immediately fell silent and thoughtfully.
What's the matter, I should just come and I know what's really going on, inner Isha.
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Sweet greetings to all of you.π