DESTINY OF JAMILA
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Mila's vegetables heard her name called, followed by a touch in her nose and a stinging feeling in her sense of smell.

"Mila, Mila, wake up Deck!" Mila knew the voice calling her name. The owner of the Barithon's voice was Cholil Qoumas. Kakan Kemenag Kanwil provincial level, the highest official in the ministry where Mila works.

Mila is conscious. Afraid to open both eyes. How not to be afraid, the important person and number one in the ministry where he works, sounded very worried to him. Where the man marwah, who was too attentive to the widow.

"It looks like Mila's already conscious sir." Said Ms. Romlah, who had been massaging her hand Mila. The woman also applied eucalyptus oil near her nostrils. "That's his eyeballs twitching!"

Ngapp..

Mila is conscious. Back to narrow his eyes. In order not to see his eyeballs moving.

"Call the doctor, Mila should be examined. Maybe he's so weak, that he can't open both his eyes."

Mila was made to be unsettled, after hearing Mr. Cholil ask the teachers to call the doctor. If that happens, it could get longer.

"All right?" sahut Mr. Ardhana.

Mila feels she does not need to make a show, just to avoid Cholil. The man who proposed to her last night.

"Emmm...!" he murmured, his hands were weak. With eyes squinting side by side, is watching the situation.

"Dek Mila, are you conscious?" cholil said with great concern.

Mila who had already opened both her eyes, highlighted around. I want to know who is in the room right now. He was also embarrassed by his coworkers, because Cholil looked very worried about him. It turns out that right now, he is in the UKS space. In this room there are only Mr. Cholil, Ms. Romlah, and Mr. Ardhana.

"I, yes sir!" Followed by his confusion. He doesn't know what to behave like. Afraid of Miss Romlah and Mr. Ardhana judged it bad. He who is only an honorary teacher, is noticed with special attention by the top of the highest in their institution.

The embarrassed Mila, could only keep her eyes away from Mr. Cholil's gaze. But, he still responds to Mr. Cholil's words with a slow nod.

Mila is currently throwing her eyes at Miss Romlah with question marks. Mother Romlah who was afraid of wrong answers, chose silence.

"Mom Romlah, Papah Mila to my car!" Decide Mr. Cholil firmly

Mila blinked her eyes to Miss Romlah, so that the woman refused the request of Mr. Cholil, do not have to take her to his car. Because he feels fine.

"I, it's Sir!" Be polite Romlah. Who would dispute the superior's words.

Mila looked lazily at Mr. Cholil who was now in front of him. But, somehow his mouth felt weak and locked to refuse to be taken to the hospital.

Romlah also memapah Mila after getting off the bed. Towards Cholil's car.

Cholil who felt madam Romlah trouble to get Mila. Finally took over Mila from her embrace Romlah.

"Aauuwhh.. !" in one movement. Arum has moved the place to the chest of his field Cholil. That would make Mila embarrassed, all too often. He closed his eyes, unable to see the teachers watching their romantic attractions.

"Sir, off, put me down sir. I'm ashamed to see people. What you did is not right! this father's behavior is sin!" mila was nervous. Honestly, he was afraid of the man who was holding her now.

Can't regulate anymore his heart rhythm is very fast at the moment. Even Mila felt her heart had been torn off. His blood had spilled in his chest cavity. Very surprised by what Cholil did. The man was holding Mila in front of the teachers. And that blames the creed. They are Muslims, not supposed to be physical contracts.

"Sir," protested Mila, revolted to be put down by Cholil.