Knights For Mundika

Knights For Mundika
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“Ukkhhhh…,” Mundika hooked his ten fingers and raised both arms up to stretch his body after almost half a day of his work serving the complaints of the patients who came in today. It is unexpected that the number of patients who consult so booming that the lunch hour was missed by him. But none of the complaints he felt but the infinite gratitude had been given the confidence to try to cure the illness they complained of. The peaceful days he so desperately wanted to be present in his life could finally happen. It feels like a dream that he can feel the calm he craved so far after depression and inner pressure in living this life by continuing to behave that he is fine. He now really has a truly happy family not only on the outside but also on the inside. Being able to hug his two elder sisters with all his soul and joking happily as if there had never been a storm of strife between them. He could see his older brother smiling more and being open to conveying his taste. Seeing the warmer gaze of Babanya to Mama Latifa. Ah.., what a paradise the world is…


Hopefully this happiness can be felt forever even though he will have a new world that will be put on display in a moment. A world that according to many people is different from the one that has been lived singles like him. A world that will be waded by him with Mansoor as his main nahkoda with full worship and rewards in it. He's impatient for that. Hopefully no less colorful with his current world. I hope…


“Sorry Miss, Doctor Mundika's practice is done today so we don't accept patients anymore.”


“I've made an appointment with Doctor Mundika before!”


“But Miss, your name is not registered in our data as a Doctor Mundika patient today.”


“If you don't believe please ask Doctor Mundika.”


There was a small voice of debate between the nurse who served with him today and a woman who made him move to get up and sit up now to head towards the voice. He found a young girl of the same age who at first glance looks similar to someone but who?”


“Well, you saw for yourself that Doctor Mundika came to me by herself,” Said the girl confidently.


“Anu..., sorry, who are you?” Mundika asked innocently made the girl feel embarrassed by her previous remark and saw the nurse who had argued with her earlier chuckle.


“You..., did you forget your promise to my brother to take your time to meet me?” The girl ruffled her waist was both annoyed and embarrassed to feel ignored by Mundika. His negative thoughts turned back to remember the words of his two sisters fiancee. “I'm Sheikha Maryam, sister of Sheikh Mansoor!”


“Ap, what?!” Mundika gasped in shock as the girl before her currently mentioned her name. He can only curse himself for being too busy with his work to forget the promises he made. Forgive...., how could he forget?!


“O yes, I forgot to say, my youngest sister who did not participate in the engagement event we used to want to meet you and get to know you more,” Mansoor reminded Mundika of the request of her only sister. “He wants to make sure that you deserve to be his sister-in-law. What is the purpose of his words as if underestimating myself who is not good at judging my prospective close friend?”


Mundika only chuckled a little at the annoyed expression of Mansoor.


“I understand very well why your little sister wanted to meet me and I make sure she will definitely introgasi me,” Mundika tried to equalize Mansoor's big and fast footsteps in order to harmonize the rhythm. With his height only shoulder of the man is a struggle that will end he is always in the back position. “Don't your sister, anyone else by looking at my background is sure to wonder how a Sheikh Mansoor could choose me as his future wife.”


“Starting his playing victim,” Somehow Mansoor did not like the dark nature of Mundika who without the girl realized lowered the best quality he had. He just wants the girl to be more grateful for what she has achieved and has now without having to look back and will reopen the old wounds that she tried to help heal. “Remember, it was your life journey in the past that made you like this and will have a husband like me is your gift after struggling with all that.”


“Iya also yes, hehehe...,” Mundika smiled broadly realizing she was almost back stuck in the past.


“My message to face my sister is that you have to be extra patient because she is the youngest child and the only girl in my family so that the attitude is spoiled and sometimes arbitrary often appears. I hope you'll excuse him.”.


*“Astagfirullahaladzim*.., I'm sorry Maryam, or do you want me to call Sheikha Maryam?” Mundika approached Maryam immediately. “Bu Sarah, I'm sorry I forgot to tell you that I already have an appointment with her.” He also did not forget to explain to Sarah, the nurse who accompanied him today.


*“How about we chat at Coffee Shop* this hospital? All right, we're talking while we wait for my visit to the patients to start. Approximately one and a half hours, suffice..,” Mundika immediately took off his doctor coat and hung it on a gallows then took a small bag containing his wallet and smartphone that he always carried when he was in practice. “If Mr. Head is looking for me, please convey that I disappeared momentarily from circulation to accompany my special guest this.” He embraced Maryam's right arm while blinking one eye at Sarah, causing the previously serious and tense atmosphere to melt again.


“Ayo Maryam, chocolate cake there is delicious you know, it fits well with the coffee.”


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“You sure you will continue to hold my right arm?” Maryam's question started the conversation after they managed to get out of Mundika's practice room without any uproar.


“Do you mind my actions?” Mundika asked with a smile looking at Maryam.


“Umm..., not really,” Maryam shrugged both her shoulders. “Just want to make sure that my brother did not choose the wrong wife candidate.”


“Your assessment of me will not be able to be done in just one day Maryan, for I have no right to tell myself as if to exaggerate or to feel proud of myself,” Mundika looked straight ahead to the Coffee Shop. “Only the time travel intensity of your meeting with me will answer it. If there is anyone closest to me who talks bad about me, only an apology can be given to you because without them realizing it has vilified his own family.”


“So you mean you already know?”


“Before your grandfather and brother proposed to me, I already knew that many of the men who approached me retreated regularly from my proposed plan just because I listened from the negative side that was conveyed about me and I already knew who did it. I can only forgive them because after all they are the two older sisters that I love only because of problems in our family internal as complicated as tangled threads that require patience in unraveling.”


Maryam just silently listened to the words of Mundika.


“Maybe this is called destiny, the presence of your brother helped me to discover who I really am by accepting my situation and helped me also in solving one by one my problems and inner conflicts in the face of my family members.” The radiance of the eyes full of warmth and sincerity was caught by both of Maryam's big eyes. “Your brother is different from all those who have ever greeted the taste I almost disposed of to nothing. Maybe that's why I can drop my heart on him. Behind the cold side, there was a real warmth that permeated the tribe that I could believe would be safe and happy if I was with him. Well, sometimes the words he spoke were too explicit as a sword to make me gape. But I appreciate the honesty he has..”.


Maryam who was initially cold slowly smiled listening to the words of her future sister-in-law. The words with the same essence he had heard from his brother when he questioned the reason why he chose Mundika bint Dalmouk as his future wife.


“Mama..., Mama, hang in there! Please don't leave us like this,” Suddenly the silence that Mundika and Shaikha felt was broken by Majid's voice, Maitha and Haya are passing by with the push-cabin gurney where Latifa is lying unconscious. He felt an unpleasant feeling about it. Oh my God, may his hunch be wrong…


“I'm sorry Maryam, it seems I was forced to delay our conversation,” Mundika let go of her hand and ran towards Majid and Latifa. “I'll make up for it next time.”


“But...” Not yet had Maryam respond, Mundika has disappeared from before her.


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