Dilemma of Marriage Left
Chapter 34

Fatan nodded his head and waited for an answer from Nila.

"In my opinion, worrying about it is natural. But, if it closes the way of a soul mate for your own future, that is not natural. Many people think, if the soul mate is a reflection of ourselves that we have never realized or admitted. But in my opinion ... " Nila rubbed her chin as if she was thinking.

"Why? Is something wrong with me?" Fatan immediately felt that something was wrong with him. "Am I less handsome?" continued.

"There is no one ... Try standing in front of a mirror. Pay close attention to yourself from the reflection of the mirror while asking yourself ... 'What do I like or dislike the most?' 'At what time can I be angry and even be so disappointed?' or ... 'How good am I to the people around me?' 'It's appropriate not yet that I should be married at the age of now?' ... "

Fatan was stunned to hear Nila's words. Somehow his chest trembled every time he looked at the face of a woman whose attitude seemed to be very mature. Not only seen from the outside, but for Fatan the way Nila thought too.

"It turns out the man's maturity, not just seen from age. Age is only about numbers. I was wondering, why is she this old?" batin Fatan began to guess. But he was still silent and wanted to listen to Nila speak again.

"Loving someone is actually easy, many experience from the eyes down to the heart. Another case if in us still keep old wounds that somehow can be completely sealed. To love someone must be ready for two things. Happy or disappointed. That's it" the woman added, smiling.

Fatan who listened to him since just now was just stifled in awe while propped up by his chin. "Are you actually having a boyfriend?"

Nila was so shocked that Fatan suddenly asked like that. "Why sir?"

"Lucky as a man who can be like you now. You already have beauty privilege, smart, mature thinking, and I don't think you have the talent for cheating either" replied Fatan honestly.

Nila chuckled softly. "Have a girlfriend or not, maybe my current self as a form of improvement from my past self, sir."

In the middle of their conversation, the doorbell rang.

"So maybe that's what's between the meals!" exclamation Nila. "Let me take it?" then move on. However, Fatan immediately held his hand so that Nila sat back down.

"Let me just. You wait here, okay?"

Nila smiled knots then nodded and sat sweetly again in her place.

Shortly afterwards, Fatan came with a restaurant waiter who brought a service trolley containing their order. The waiter put the food on the table. A few moments later he withdrew from before them.

"Please eat!" fatan said and sat back down.

"Yes Sir. Happy eating!" Nila, who had been hungry since then, immediately ate her food until it was gone.

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After eating, Nila's phone suddenly rang. The woman immediately opened her bag and her hands reached into looking for a cell phone. Shortly thereafter, he found her.

"Mother phone, what's wrong?" he muttered and was heard by Fatan.

The man glanced with his mouth that had just been fed and his eyebrows went up and down as if asking 'Who is calling you?'

"Mother .." said Nila in a soft voice while sliding the green icon to answer her.

"Hello Mother?"

"Well, can you let your boss go home now?" The middle-aged woman sounded very panicked.

"What is it, ma'am?" Nila glanced at Fatan who had a little more food going out.

"Tiva Nila's accident. This is Mom going to the hospital again. That's what Mom called a girl, but I don't know."

"Huh? How can? How does Bu Kok Tiva get into an accident?" cecar Nila was very surprised.

"More details we will meet at the hospital aja ya Nila. It's my mom's getting to the hospital."

"Jakarta hospital on Sudirman Street."

"Oh yes, Mom. Come there now!"

The mother decided on the call and Nila put her phone back in the bag.

"What's wrong?" ask Fatan who just finished his meal.

"My brother was in an accident sir. I'm going home, yes" replied Nila, from her face just seemed a little worried. In his heart more than he sees.

"I'm taking ya? I'm afraid you're not focused on driving." Fatan.

Nila looked worried. Come to think of it, there was also a point in what was said just now. "I'm afraid to take Mr. Fatan," he subtly refused.

"No. Come on, what are you waiting for!" exclaimed the man and finally Nila nodded in agreement even though she was a little hesitant.

This time Fatan took over the wheel and Nila's job was to tell the address of the hospital where Lativa was rushed.

Along the way, Nila continued to pray. I hope his brother is not hurt. Although the two often quarrel when they are together at home, but unfortunately it is much greater behind the attitude of the act so far.

Upon arrival at the hospital, Fatan immediately parked the car in a place not far from the entrance. After that, the two went down and went straight to the emergency room.

When Nila opened the door, the first person she saw was her mother. He approached the woman and Fatan followed.

"Mom, how's Tiva doing now?" nila asked as she sat in an empty chair beside her mother.

"Tiva is still being examined by a doctor. I saw her have a wound on her right leg ... If the witness said at the scene, Tiva hit an electric pole because he avoided people who suddenly crossed," explained his mother.

"Well, you know who? There's no police at the scene, either?" ask Nila again.

"Said the woman who brought Tiva here. When he was there, he was not there. And the witness who saw the incident just contacted the woman who brought Tiva if the motorbike had been taken to the police station."

"But Tiva is still conscious, ma'am?"

"Nila's fainting, which is why I'm so worried. Good thing there was a neighbor who wanted to help me get you here."

"Hopefully Tiva is okay Mom," said Nila and hugged her mother.

"Aamiin's."

"Oh yes Ma'am, know this Mr. Fatan, Nila's boss in the office." Fatan then looked down respectfully and then extended his hand.

"I'm Mirna, Nila's mother." The two shake hands. "Oh, did Mr Fatan call me?"

"Yes right, Mother." Fatan smiled kindly.

"Excuse me ... " Everything was instantly silent and immediately turned to the source of the voice.

Mirna smiled looking at the woman standing next to her. While Fatan was just being my usual attitude without compromising on respect.

But it is different with Nila. His heartbeat and breathing seemed to stop when he saw the woman standing before him.

"You ... "