Knights For Mundika
27

“Dalmouk! Dalmouk! Where are you going?!” Prevent Latifa while trying her hardest to hold Dalmouk's left arm, who seemed furious, pulling a small-sized wheeled suitcase towards the exit of her house. “I know I was wrong, but please can you forget about her and give a chance to our little family?”

“Fuck with all that!” Dalmouk pulled the rough left arm from the restraints of Latifa's two small hands making the woman fall to the floor and was immediately helped by Raana, Dalmouk's younger sister. He sped up his steps towards the car that would take him to the airport so he could leave as soon as possible to approach Artika and foil the girl's wedding plans which will be held in three weeks. He was fully aware that the girl was the source of his happiness that could not be exchanged for as much material possessions as he could. He also no longer cares about the position of President Director in his family company, if there is one of his family members who want to overthrow his power, he has Sheikh Maktoum who will help him maintain his position. The new thing occurred to him after all this hassle happened. “How can I build a family where there is hypocrisy and deceitful cunning just to meet your ego as a spoiled princess who never knows what love really means?!”

“How about Majid, your son?! Our son,” Shouted Latifa trying to plead with Dalmouk not to make a determination to leave him and their little son. “Please cancel your intention to approach the girl because soon the girl will find her happiness without you but with someone else!”

“What do you mean?” Dalmouk stopped his steps and turned towards Latifa. His anger is becoming more and more. “So you already knew in advance that Artika would marry someone else and let me be the last person to know about it, right?! You are such a despicable woman!”

“Sister Dalmouk!” Raana protest did not accept harsh words from her brother. “Dragon greeting Sister to Sister-in-law! After all you are a legitimate husband and wife and that girl is just your past sister!”

“You said Sister-in-law?” Dalmouk smiled cynically looking at Latifa and Raana. “In the meantime that status will disappear from that Brother-in-law you have always been proud of and change into Artika's forever!” He turned his back on Latifa and Raan to enter his car coldly. “And I'll make sure of that after I get back here later!”

“Oh no,” Latifa who became dark eyes immediately rose from her position and rushed towards her parked car not far from the Dalmouk car earlier. “Raana, I can't let our marriage end! I love your sister so much, Raana! I must catch up with him immediately and prevent Dalmouk from divorcing me!” His voice grew louder and hysterical uncontrollably.

“Sister Latifa need not worry, I will accompany you to catch Brother Dalmouk,” Raana who is a widow left dead by her husband feels helped by Latifa's attention to him so willing to support any selfish actions Latifa so far. Though he actually knew that his brother-in-law had a bad nature but he seemed to close his eyes with all Latifa's actions in order to repay his debt. “Let me drive and I make sure with the abilities I have we will be able to catch up with Dalmouk.”

BROUMMM!

The car that Raana and Latifa were driving fast tried to catch up with the car that Dalmouk was riding in front of them. The Dubai highway was congested with vehicles heading towards Dubai International Airport where a private jet belonging to the Crown Prince of Dubai was available to take Dalmouk to see Artika.

“Can't you go any faster, Raana?” Latifa asked still with her excessive anxiety because the shadow of her that Dalmouk was about to divorce kept ringing in her head. Dalmouk is the center of the world and its happiness. He could have committed suicide if the divorce had occurred because he had used all means to get Dalmouk by his side. His hands were dirty with his own hands. Say he has an obsession tend blind love to Dalmouk because since childhood he was promised to be married to Dalmouk by both parents. But he can what if his love makes his logic does not run perfectly and blind his heart?

“Calm Brother, I have tried my best to catch Kak Dalmouk's car,” Raana tried to stay concentrated by driving it. However, driving at high speed in the hot sun like today is very dangerous. Many accidents happen when extreme summer weather hits Dubai which is dominated by deserts like this.

Unwittingly, a 40-feet container truck runs from the opposite direction, breaking through the road barrier just in front of Latifa and Raana's car.

“Raana, beware!” Latifa's scream that surprised Raana, made him immediately slam the wheel to avoid the collision occurred. But unfortunately, Raana actually directs their car in the opposite direction so that the collision streak is inevitable again.

Latifa and Raana's gaze darkened instantly. The atmosphere was inescapable. Several people gathered to see the crash while a driver, who was right behind their car, stopped him from calling ambulances and police to anticipate the crash. He only prayed that the lives of the people in the car and truck could be saved.

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“For what else did you come here Dalmouk?” Artika looked coldly at the man who had broken her heart into pieces with her sweet promises. He did not expect Dalmouk dared to stalking himself all this time since returning from Dubai. He remembered that his highly respected anti-nepotism self was forced to do so with the help of his father who after retirement got a mandate to become one of the Commissioners in the oil company where he used to work before he he left to pursue his career in Dubai. His shame and pride must be suppressed in such a way when his co-workers were surprised to not believe that he returned to work at the company and not a few also insinuate him for licking the water own spit. But he can what? Only this way can he do and drown in the same busy work as before as a Senior Engineer in order to heal the wounds of his heart that can somehow be treated.

The presence of Indra, his former lover who offers his love back without remembering their past which was forced to run aground because of his selfishness slightly treats his heart. He admitted that his love for Dalmouk had not lost 100 % and he had also expressed it to Indra about it. How surprised he was that Indra still wanted to open the door of his heart wide for this injured until he finally decided to accept the proposal of the man to be willing to marry him and build his love back with him.

“Are you not ashamed that as a married man invites this betrothed woman to meet outside like this?” Artika's cold gaze did not melt her intention to fight for the girl back to him.

“I will never be ashamed to fight for my love for you, Artika,” The atmosphere of the cafe in one of the malls not far from the Artika office is quite quiet so that they can talk together without attracting attention around them.

“It is ridiculous,” Artika laughs full of cynicism and Dalmouk understands the attitude of the girl to him who has hurt his heart in such a way due to his cowardice. “That should be what you did before your parents, not being cowardly and looking at yourself right now, being selfish to go back to ruining my life plan just because I decided to marry someone else. I can't believe you're that kind of person!”

“I know I'm wrong, but this time give me a chance once again,” Dalmouk tries to hold all ten fingers of Artika choking on the table. “I'll divorce Latifa and marry you. I've been getting a way out that I've been afraid will happen.”

“Do you want to make me a snatch of people's husbands and make you a child of disobedience to both parents?” Artika pulled out her ten fingers while reluctantly accepting the touch of Dalmouk's hand for fear that her faith would falter again. “Sorry, you just find the woman who wants to be in that position!” He drank a drink of his order that had just come a few minutes ago to relieve the emotions of his anger did not accept Dalmouk said the taboo words. After all, parents are people who must be respected and loved wholeheartedly. There was no way he would hurt them with selfishness. Without realizing it, a faint smile rose on Dalmouk's lips as Artika drank the drink. “We have ended this nonsense because my time is too busy to handle your madness!”

Instantly, Artika's eyes twitched and her head was dizzy and her body weakened helplessly. Fortunately, Dalmouk caught the body of the girl he loved. Still in a half-conscious and powerless manner, Damouk took Artika into a car he had rented to drive them both. Not forgetting he gave a thumbs up to the waiter who delivered their drinks earlier and then passed from that place.

“Artika..., I'm sorry if in this way I can have you forever..,” Bisik Dalmouk while peeping at the forehead of the unconscious Artika beside him.

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