Knights For Mundika
4

Since the last meeting that night, Mundika's mood has become increasingly uncomfortable. Until this moment he was still unable to meet with Mansoor even though it was anticipated in his heart to be able to meet just because he wanted to thank him for the food and drinks that had been bought by him at that time. His busyness becomes the steward of patients who complain with various diseases take up his time. Until he was tired and forgot his initial intention to drown and dissolve in his profession.

Mundika parked her car in the garage of the main house. With a tired face and shaky steps, he walked towards the main house to greet his father and Mama Latifa and her sisters if they were still awake. Today patients are being examined by him more than usual. Maybe because it has entered the summer in Dubai so that the disease of fatigue due to hectic work and hot weather began to inhabit the people who live in Dubai. However Dubai is one of the busiest cities in the World and it is one part of that chain. But he never regretted his decision to become a doctor. With the power and ability that has been bestowed by the Almighty, he can help many people. Even if he is given the opportunity, he wants to volunteer in areas plagued by poverty and a shortage of medical personnel. But he was sure his very protective father would never allow it...

Mundika scrunched her forehead when she was so familiar with two white Jeep Mercy cars with number one plates and black with number eight plates. It was the car of the most important person in Dubai and one of his children! How could?! What is the most important person in Dubai visiting his home? There is no celebration whatsoever. Even if the time of Lebaran arrives, his father and brother are the ones who visit the palace of the King of Dubai. While continuing to deepen, Mundika walked towards the side door that directly connected her with the female-only living room. But how surprised he was to see his mother, Mama Latifa and her two older sisters talking to two middle-aged women. Minus expression disliked her two sisters. What the hell is this really? Why is his feeling fluttering like this? Come on, he's been pretty shocked by the really weird stuff the magic bin has been out of his habit lately...

"Assalamu'alaikum..," Mundika said entering the room.

"Wa'alaikumsalam my son, here Nduk, sitting in the middle of Mom and Mama Latifa," Oh no, the expressions of Kak Maitha and Kak Haya increasingly dislike staring at him every time the two mothers pay more attention to him. The thing he wanted the least. "And listen carefully to what Sheikh Maktoum is saying. He took his busy time to visit here with good intentions."

"Yes" Mundika sat between her mothers. While listening to the talk of the men in the male-only family room. The culture in the country indeed separates the gathering place for men and women. So that important meetings are done in a separate way like this.

"Sir Dalmouk, I came here at the request of my son Mansoor bin Maktoum..."

*what?! Mansoor bin Maktoum?!* Mundika's heart is beating fast. Does the man still have a grudge against her? Didn't he apologize? Was his disappointment from his refusal to talk that night still continuing? Oh, my God, why is my life like this? I just want to be calm and away from the commotion, please do not be added to the strange things..., Mundika can only speak in his heart while praying that hopefully not a bad thing that will happen.

*"We came here to propose to one of the Father's daughters for my son Mansoor," Sontak seemed to have happiness on Maitha and Haya. What if the man who proposed to her was one of the sons of the owner of this Dubai City? What a pride and happiness immeasurably if part of the Emir family of Dubai. While Mundika only smiled a little staring at the happiness of his two older sisters because one of them would be part of the Emir of Dubai family. He believes it is impossible if the Emir chooses himself who is half Emirati* blood to be his son-in-law. Why can you think like that? Mundika, do not be too hopeful, remember your status, can be a doctor already thank God!

"If I may know, which daughter is the Sheikh?" Dalmouk continued to ask. The arrival of Sheikh Maktoum was quite surprising because all this time they only transacted in business. Except for the friendship of his son Majid and the man sitting next to Sheikh Maktoum, Mansoor.

"Why should she be Mama?!" Shouted Maitha did not accept. He was upset whenever he wanted something always Mundika got it.

"Maitha..," Latifa said softly as she clasped her son's left hand to sit back in his place. It was not nice with the wife of the Emir of Dubai, Sheikha and the mother of Mansoor, the man who finally made his choice to Mundika. "Relax..."

"You.," Dalmouk swallowed as if he could not believe what he had heard. His son who he deliberately kept so as not to get bully-an from the girls and his extended family. "You're serious about your words?"

"Of course Mr. Dalmouk, my own son asked me to," Maktoum laughed at Dalmouk's look of disbelief. Originally, the expression of the man before her was the same as her. But after he found out who Mundika was, he immediately agreed. Who is not familiar with Mundika bint Dalmouk, a doctor with cold hands who works at one of his hospitals. Almost some patients who are treated can recover and be healthy at the same time even label themselves if the pain will not heal if Mundika does not handle it. He had heard once from the Emir of Abu Dhabi and the president of the UAE that there was a girl he wanted to appoint to be a candidate for health minister because of her ability. Who wouldn't want to have such a great daughter-in-law? Although the girl was born to a second wife, the most important thing was that she was legitimately the daughter of Dalmouk Al Hassimi. As the saying goes, The bell is released, the cork in the water is pursued. Not necessarily he will get a daughter-in-law like this princess from Dalmouk.

"I had to ask first with his own son, whether he was willing to accept the proposal of the Sheikh's son or not. Because for me, the happiness of my child is more important than position, possessions, and power. I myself have felt what kind of life I live because of the matchmaking that I initially did not agree to in order to maintain the good name of my extended family. I am grateful that my first wife who was betrothed by my parents was honored to share her love and her husband with my second wife..."

"I understand Mr. Dalmouk, let these two people communicate with each other intensely" Maktoum stroked his beard with a laugh. "How about Mansoor, come to Mundika, and meet you both..."

Mansoor who had received the green light immediately approached Mundika to invite her to sit in the garden. He was sure that there were many questions he wanted to ask about his intention to propose to the girl.

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