The Way to Your Light

The Way to Your Light
CHAPTER 53



A few minutes later, their food order arrived. Aamir then walked out to take the food.


"Alhamdulilah, let's eat dear.." take Amir and put the food on the table. Naisha also rushed there because she was already very hungry. But, just now they were about to enjoy lunch, arriving - suddenly their room door was again knocked and this time with a rather tight knock and repeated times. Aamir and Naisha looked at each other with faces full of question marks.


"Who's coming?" aamir asked and then walked back to the door. Naisha followed him from behind. And when the door opened, the look on the face of a beautiful woman was instantly caught by their eyes.


"I'm sorry I bother you both" said the short-haired beauty.


"Yes, what's wrong?" asked Naisha with a smile as well.


"Look, I happened to be staying next door and I'd like to call the hotel waiter for a meal. The phone in my room was broken. So if I can mintak please call the hotel waiter to come here so all of you fix the broken phone. Because I'm not feeling well anymore, so it's not strong if you want to go down.." explained the woman with the glasses.


"Oohh.so, can.. I called first" Naisha said and then hurried to pick up the phone in the hotel room.


After Naisha finished calling her hotel maid, the woman said goodbye and then went into her room. Naisha and Aamir are enjoying their lunch.


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In the afternoon, Naisha and Aamir leave the hotel room. They plan to walk - the road to the beach is not far from the hotel, can even be reached on foot.


"We just walk, baby, let's all afternoon sports" said Aamir when Naisha wanted to stop the taxi, and he immediately prevented it.


"But far away? If I'm tired like that?" mooed Naisha with her potent style.


"Well, if you're tired, let me carry it." replied Aamir.


"The stronger the carrying me?" ask Naisha not to believe it.


"Yes strong donk, who raised you unconscious when entering the abyss yesterday who, right me." said Aamir proudly. Naisha just laughed.


A few minutes later, the two of them arrived at a beautiful beach. The place is still very beautiful and also clean. There are many tourists who visit the beach, although the beach is not the only beach in this city, because there are many other beaches and much more beautiful than this one.


Naisha and Aamir walked hand in hand on the beach, chatting and laughing. They enjoyed their afternoon walk. Until finally, their footsteps slowed when they saw a woman sitting limp on the beach right in front of them. Aamir and Naisha recognized the teary-eyed woman, Yes.. The woman was the one who knocked on their door this afternoon to borrow the hotel's phone.


"Loh, sis..? What's up, brother?" asked Naisha who saw the woman grimacing in pain holding her leg.


"The soles of my feet hurt, seemed to be stepped on something" he said by examining the part of his foot. Naisha immediately saw the woman's legs which turned out to be reddish in color.


"Who's not here?" ask Naisha again.


"Self there, brother." she shrieked by forcing a little smile even though she was in pain.


"Not if it wasn't wrong that afternoon, was it? Who borrowed the phone from our hotel room?" ask Naisha to be more convincing. Aamir chose to stay beside Naisha.


"Yes, right." she answered.


"Yes, if so, I help my sister to the clinic." said Naisha by offering.


"Darling, there's a clinic - don't you think we're close?" ask Naisha to Amir.


"No idea, honey. But, let me ask you with the keeper of the beach." said Aamir and then passed from there to. looking for the keeper of the beach.


"Neither sister, I do not feel good to take care of brother. No matter what, I want to go alone" he said and then tried to stand but rather difficult because of the pain he felt on his foot. Seeing her such distress, Naisha immediately took the initiative to help her.


"Said the coast guard, there is a clinic just a little far from here so you have to use a taxi or other public transportation" said Aamir.


"Oh yes, Aamir.. Let's take this brother to the clinic first is okay - what?" ask Naisha who asked her husband for approval.


"It's okay, Naisha." replied Aamir. The woman felt bad to have inconvenienced Naisha, although she kept walking slowly and also rung out of the beach in search of a taxi.


"Yes, whose sister's name?" ask Naisha after they are in the taxi.


"My name is Shera, if you?" The woman asked back.


"Naisha" answered Naisha, holding out her hand and shaking hands.


A few minutes later, they arrived at the clinic. The doctor immediately examined Shera's legs in the room, while Naisha and Aamir were sitting in the waiting room.


"The beauty you ask her dear, did she come here alone or like?" aamir said to Naisha.


"Why?" asked Naisha in confusion.


"Yes.. Any idea she's with her family here so we can find her family and let her know she's here" Aamir said.


"Yes, too.. Nantik is asked."


After the doctor finished examining and treating the injured soles of Shera's feet, Naisha and Aamir went inside. Naisha then asked about what Aamir had told her earlier.


"I came here alone, Naisha." Shera replied briefly with her face suddenly turned sad. Naisha became reluctant to ask further.


After the completion of the doctor prescribes and gives the drug to Shera, then they came out together from the clinic.


"Naisha, thank you so much for wanting my friend to go to the clinic" said Shera.


"Yes, same - same. Oya, let's just go to the hotel. Just come with us in a taxi." take Naisha.


"Eh, no Naisha.. You guys go first. I'll take her home, I'll stop by the supermarket first" Shera said subtly.


"Oh, that's it.. What's the truth - did you leave us here?" ask Naisha again with a bad heart.


"It's okay, thank you very much for the help of the two of you" he said, which was immediately agreed by Naisha and Aamir.


After that, Naisha and Aamir got into a taxi to the hotel because the day had started to dusk. Not long ago the taxi passed from there, arriving - just a man approached Shera with a cynical smile that expands there..


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