Knights For Mundika
29

“I seem to have to get a glass, because I have seen you in the same position at this time three times?” Mansoor sighed with a waist-rattling look at Mundika who was doing her own special therapy by floating on the seafront to calm herself who was still shaken violently over the deepest expressions of her two parents all this time he was trying to find the truth.

“Man...Mansoor?!” Mundika who was washed away in her seawater therapy immediately opened her eyes when she heard a familiar voice in her ears. He immediately got up from his position and stood towards the shore and sat down on the beach chair without saying anything because if he had seen Mansoor's dislike expression somehow he immediately responded to obey.

“This is a towel for you,” Mansoor who is sitting next to Mundika handed over a large white towel to her fiance without looking at her. Actually, he still felt annoyed because the information was obtained by the guard in particular when he was attending a meeting for the officials in Dubai City. But somehow his heart was moved to immediately leave the meeting and leave it to his assistant to replace him for a moment and go to this place. He felt that there was something very important that his fiancee would tell him.

“Thank you,” Mundika replied.

“This time what's your problem, Mundika?” Mansoor tried to control his emotions to say more gently to Mundika because he honestly hated Mundika's therapeutic activities which he thought were strange. “I'm really afraid that the therapy you're doing today is just your camouflage intending to end you forever.”.

“If I do not think that I still have faith of course I have ended up drowning myself forever, Mansoor,” Mundika's eyes look forward but there is a void in it. “Because what I heard today really shook not only my body but also my soul.”

“What do you mean?” Mansoor who was surprised by Mundika's unexpected statement, inevitably turned to Mundika who was still with her blank expression by leaving tears on the girl's rosy cheeks.

“Today I've heard all the stories about Baba and my mother with the witness of Uncle Hakeem of course,” Tears Mundika who had dried up is now flowing back. The sense of tightness and emotion he had returned overflowing suddenly. “I did not expect that the reality was more terrible than what my extended family had accused me of. Wh why? Why do I have to exist in that way? It was only because Baba and Mother were from different tribes, races, cultures and backgrounds that there had to be such a terrible incident. Why is it that in such a sophisticated and modern age there are still people who look at others based on their family background, wealth owned, tribe and nation? Does it make people feel better than others? Is it not in the eyes of God that we are the same and what distinguishes them is only their morals, personalities, attitudes and behavior? Why do they not see that love is pure without any limitation?”

“....,” Mansoor can only be silent listening to the story of Mundika. A story that he first knew from the Head of the Hospital because he wanted to know the figure of his fiancee. He really understood what kind of feeling Mundika experienced because he himself who heard the story felt an extraordinary shock not expecting there was a tremendous family conflict in one of the distinguished families in the city of Dubai which is famous for its modernity wrapped in tradition. And speaking of tradition is not easy especially for the upper class like it. But as bright as the hope of light at least broke the rigid pack starting from within his own extended family. And history is like a benchmark of human limitations that, however, God still determines everything. Although the traditions that have been strong in this country can not all be eliminated in order to maintain existence and authenticity.

“I now understand why Al Hassimi's extended family members dislike Mama, me and Zayed so much. But are we that bad in their eyes? In fact, Baba, Mama Latifa and their parents are the root of the problem here. Had Baba been resolute in fighting for Mom or not acted on her passions by letting her be happy with her fiance and I would not have been born in this world, perhaps the conflict was not as deep as it is today. I feel my presence is a sin Mansoor, an unforgivable sin, like a stain of clothing that will never be lost forever despite using the harsh cleaning liquid to clean it.” Mundika covered her face with both hands and grew more and more dissolved into her cries which slowly snatched away her physical strength.

“Who said your presence is a sin?” Mansoor stared softly at Mundika. “For me your presence is a new light and color entering into the gap of my black and white world that has been cold and stiff. And actually I already knew your story from Mr. Hakeem when he asked me to marry you because he really hoped that the person who will be your husband is someone who really sincerely loves and love yourself as you are. So don't be too hard on your boss, Mundika, because he really loves you like his own son.”

“Regarding your question why in this sophisticated and modern era there are still many people who look at others based on family background, wealth owned, and, tribe and nation so as not to approve two people who love each other to unite, it would be unethical if your assessment of everyone here is like that. The proof is that I have a great-grandmother who is a countryman with your mother. Well.., despite the love struggle of my great-grandfather and great-grandmother who say it is not easy because of differences in family background, wealth owned, tribe and nation and full of tears, he said, efforts and prayer requests to the Almighty who is unbroken show there is still a greater power above man that can manage everything that is considered impossible to happen.”

“For your family's case, do not blame anyone especially blaming yourself for what has happened is the fate of the Almighty who must be accepted with a sincere and airy heart. Because if the Almighty has willed us as His servants can do nothing,” Mansoor smiled faintly. “Learn to accept the current conditions and think how to get better in the future.”

Mundika's tears that had stopped suddenly broke again because of hearing such wise advice from Mansoor. He felt such a great love from his fiancee.

“Mansoor..., why do you love me so much? This kind of me do you really deserve that love? It feels like you are too beautiful to be real for me.”.

“Why do you say that?” Mansoor's smile grew wider. He raised the finger of his left hand and wiped the tears that had dripped on Mundika's cheek. “Look at everything in a different perspective, then you will find something that you consider too beautiful to be true and it turns out that you deserve because you have fought as much as possible to live your life destiny that I am sure not everyone can pass through.” The man braved Mundika's rosy cheeks and pressed his forehead against the girl to channel her positive power. “Your presence was initially considered something too beautiful for me to get because your character is very different from other girls I have met. I who is too ordinary to stand out as a figure known as one of the members of the family of Dubai officials would have attracted a lot of attention of these girls who are not only among the big family, but also among the big family, but from a noble family outside of Dubai that certainly makes me careless and considers all women are the same so that at that time decided not to want to get married because there are already my brothers and sisters who gave them grandchildren. The thing that of course made both my parents sigh long disappointed but respect my decision. But the Almighty turned out to have a plan to melt the coldness of my heart by meeting me with you who immediately grabbed my attention and it was unexpected that you were a girl who had been in my father's mind for all this time being made a son-in-law because he wants to strengthen his friendship with your father which of course was initially rejected outright by your father because you want to get the best partner figure for his favorite girl. For your father, anyone who has the courage and determination to marry you whatever his background is the most important thing to reflect on his life history.”

Mundika was a little surprised by Mansoor's remarks just now. He did not think there was something that had escaped his view of his parents, especially the father.

“But I tried to convince your father to be given full trust in order to be happy with you so he finally gave his blessing to let you go and make you my future wife and of course soon to be my wife,” Mansoor who realized what he was doing because he remembered the message from two friends and his bodyguard immediately withdrew from his physical touch to Mundika. “Now I'd better give you and I'll book a room at a nearby hotel. At least you have a temporary place if at this time you do not want to go home until your heart becomes calm.”

Mundika who noticed Mansoor withdrawing could only smile faintly. Apparently the man was aware that a pair of men and women who had not been formally bound had to maintain their respective attitudes in order to avoid slander.

“Iya..”

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