Unite In Love

Shocking

"You must be wondering why I mentioned Miss Lulu's name in the middle of our serious conversation? I'm a hundred percent sane and aware of what I'm saying." Ibra again opened her voice between the silence of the air.

Hearing Ibra's words I could only sigh and then throw it rough from the lips. The melodious chant of the murottal Qur'an sourced from my desk managed to provide peace to my soul.

"What happened at the hospital?" I asked while looking closely at the face of Brother Ibra. She still smiled as usual, her smile managed to ease my fear.

"Aldela wants to come back to me, she says she loves me too much, she also says she can't be separated from me for even a moment.

I don't know what to say. In my heart, I want to curse him. Thank goodness Miss Lulu's presence has managed to dampen my anger. Anger that almost destroyed my soul."

"Aren't you sure Miss Lulu didn't break out when you took her to Aldela's room?" I asked as I placed the coffee cup on the table.

How quaint! Thought. Ibra's face explains everything. Keen and happy, at least those two words I could understand from her beautiful smile.

"Miss Lulu defended me in front of Aldela, she even claimed to be my fiancee. I thought I was going to get a slap because I was holding her hand forcibly. Thankfully it didn't happen."

"What's? Big brother seriously Big brother held his hand and he didn't revolt?"

"Of course he's in a fight. You see this hand? It's so painful the scratch. I never thought in this world there was a woman who rejected my beautiful charm. I'm sure if it was another woman, they wouldn't mind even if I kissed her."

Ibra's words sounded like a joke in my sense of hearing, only this time I saw her talking without a burden. And me? There was no response from me other than my increasingly broken laughter.

"Haha... Brother is really funny."

"What do you think of Miss Lulu?"

"the opinion? What opinion?" I asked because I really didn't understand what Ibra meant.

"I mean how about..."

"Stop! Looking at the expression that big brother is showing it seems like I can guess what Big Brother is going to say next, you know that can't happen?

Brother can approach any woman you want, but not a married woman. Mama's a good person, but when it comes to her future daughter-in-law she won't let go of anything." I counseled Sister Ibra without taking my eyes off her blind shade.

"Yes, I understand your anxiety. I also have no intention and will not go beyond my limits."

"Sister won't be able to rebel like I often do. Instead of feeling guilty and unable to look at yourself, better end it all here." I say back to reminding.

"I see what you mean, it's just that Miss Lulu is too pretty and she's also very adorable.

If you try to get to know her well, then you'll find that there's a different side that doesn't exist in other women, and that's just in her, that thing could make you fall in love in the next second." Babe brother Ibra winking. He again reached for his remaining coffee cup only half.

I can only nod slowly, between believing and not.

Of love? In love?

I don't think it's easy to feel that feeling, either Ibra's sane brother or I'm a fool to understand that beautiful feeling. Let's see it later.

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"No, Brother. Thank you!" I said quickly. I can't stay in Ibra's office for a minute. I have to go to Sawn's office, there's something important that I need to work on with him.

"I'll go back to the office. I also told Sawn. I'm sure he's waiting for me." My babble without taking my eyes off brother Ibra.

"Alright if that's what you want, I can't force it. Once again, thank you for today's lunch."

Ibra patted me on the shoulder with a smile, I hugged her and left her office.

How is papa doing today? Mama said her condition suddenly worsened! I'll be home after my business at Sawn's office is done. I muttered in my heart as I stepped foot out of the hallway of the broadcast room.

"What's? Impossible?"

My footsteps stopped in front of a small room that read Pantry. Whether the theme of what was the discussion of the person in the Pantry this afternoon, his voice sounded jarring in my sense of hearing.

I want to laugh, laugh at myself acting like a child. Instead of leaving I stood at the door staring at the two women sitting languidly on the sofa, listening to their conversation without making the slightest sound so that they would not be suspicious.

"I don't believe this! I've known Kak Lulu and Kak Nissa for over five years, and sister Nissa just said it now? What if today, sister Nissa is not lost? Then when will you tell me that Husain is not the son of Lulu's brother? Huhhhh!" The flat-bodied girl spoke in a high tone.

"Crashstttt. Lower your voice! What if someone hears you say? This is why I don't like to share things that are secret with you, you always talk like a train without stopping." Reply to the blonde woman.

"Sir Nissa, I was too surprised. It's a pity that Lulu, everyone is denouncing her because she's a single mother. No one wants to ask and seek the truth about Husain."

Glekkkk!

I swallowed the saliva, my whole body shaking at the conversation of the two girls who were about ten steps away from me.

For some reason the face of the stray cat danced in my mind, as if he came over with a big smile. Her eyes glowed like the sun, just seeing her face I felt warmth.

Without feeling my tears begin to drip, I want to run towards the stray cat and give him a warm hug. Tell him I'm so proud of him.

"How did Husain react when he found out his Mommy was insulted by the gossiping mothers? I bet that poor kid must be crying!"

"Don't ask that Lais, if you had been there when Husain stood up for his Mommy, you would have cried out of amazement at the sweet boy. I even regretted my fate, had Husain been my son.

I think I know why God would prefer Lulu to be Husain's mother compared to me. That's because God knows Lulu better than me. The strange girl was very affectionate, she was also very patient, she was wiser than anyone I had ever known. More than that he loved Husain dearly, he decided not to let the sweet child know about his origin."

Dag.Dig.Dug-saw.

My heart was still pounding after hearing the words of the two women. I was surprised, so surprised that even breathing was tight. How can a weak girl decide to take care of someone else's child, a child she herself does not know her origin?

Two words for that stray cat, amazing.

Like people out of my mind even pinching my cheek, I still can't believe what I've heard and seen. Really, this is really surprising.

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