Love Heals Wounds
Novel NOUSHAFARIN Promo

"Bundaaaaaaaa.." the carefree voice of a girl filled the courtyard of that magnificent mansion. He immediately ran as soon as both of his legs rested on the ground after getting out of the car. In front of him a middle-aged woman smiled widely while stretching out her hands.

"Mother's beautiful child." the woman hugged her daughter tightly, pouring out her longing.

"Nou misses" said the girl in her long voice.

"Just miss Mommy? Don't miss daddy?" a man came out from inside the house with the young man whose face resembled that of the girl.

"Dad, Brother." immediately the Girl ran towards the two men of different ages and hugged them at once.

"You're getting shorter." the young man called Big Brother ruffled Nou's black hair furiously after they hugged for a while.

"So Darian, it's getting worse." The girl won't lose.

"You!"

"What?!"

"Dance, Noushafarin!" hardik Father who stood in front of them while shaking his head. Mother approached them and invited her daughter to come in.

"Let's go in, Mommy has made your favorite meal."

"Mother is indeed the best." a brief kiss landed on the middle-aged woman's cheek. "Dad too." Noushafarin approached his father and kissed the man.

"Don't approach me!" hardik Darian with ketus.

"Who would kiss Brother?! Huh, spiciness." the girl's lips as she sauntered into the house to take the arms of the Mother.

Bardia Armani looked at her daughter's back with a fluffy smile. Noushafarin rarely returns to Indonesia for holidays. Even during 9 years of studying, his arrival can be counted with the fingers. Usually the holiday of the girl will be filled with internships at the Hospital.

For the sake of obeying the will of Mama Faireh Armani who had been sepuh, somehow the way the Wife, Farena, persuaded the girl to want to go home.

"Dad you sure he wouldn't rebel?" Darian looked at Father Bardia lethargicly. "3 more years he could reach his goal. Can't it be postponed first?"

"If I could persuade your Grandma" replied Bardia's father, looking down.

"My poor sister." Darian looked at Noushafarin who was joking with Mother.

"Let's catch them." Bardia patted the Eldest's shoulder then followed up to the dining room.

Noushafarin is a smart and studious child. During Primary School and High School, he once skipped class. Therefore, at the age of 16, he graduated from High School and continued to study at LMU, Germany.

Since long ago if anyone asked what his ideals were, the girl consistently replied, Pediatrician Specialist. Now at the age of 25 years, the distance Noushafarin with his ideals is still a little longer.

"Where's Grandma?" nou asked after realizing his family members were incomplete.

"Your grandmother was with Tatiana in Bandung. Your cousin's brother attended a conference and Grandma insisted on coming along." Father explained.

"Tomorrow they're home." Mother added.

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At night they all gathered in the living room after dinner. The faces of Father, Mother and Sister Darian look different. Noushafarin started to feel something was wrong, the girl became agitated.

"Nou, how old are you now?" Grandma Faireh opened the conversation.

"25 years, Grandma."

The Great Mistress nodded her head, making Nou astonished.

"The age is ripe enough, and even Grandma thinks it's a little late."

"What do you mean Grandma?" Nou circulated his gaze and realized the other family members were bowing.

"It's too late to get married" said Grandma flat. "So Grandma has arranged your marriage to Salton Triantono, the son of Mr. Esau Triantono."

The face of Noushafarin pias, he was stunned to hear a sentence that slid easily from the Grandmother's mouth.

"Mr, ak..."

"Grandmother does not accept rejection, Nou. Grandma doesn't want you to be a spinster like Tatiana."

"Flame..."

"Had Grandma said, no rejection!"

Noushafarin's tears were flowing. The girl covered her face with both hands, her body shaking violently. Faireh was surprised by her granddaughter's reaction, was she that disappointed?

"Yes, that was before Darian's fiancee cheated and their marriage was annulled."

"Why then am I the one you're marrying, not Big Brother?" Nou looked at his brother sadly.

"Because Grandma hasn't got a girl that fits. And Grandma still gave him a chance to rearrange his heart."

Netra Darian is perfectly rounded, it turns out his fate is the same as the fate of the Brother.

"Mom, I think this is too much" said Bardia, finally opening her voice. "Let them choose their own partner."

"And end up with betrayal and tarnish our surname?" a sentence that Bardia and Farena could not refute. "I don't want the Nou to experience the same thing as Darian. Therefore, next week he and Salton are getting married."

"What?!! Next week?!!" Bardia, Farena and her two children stood together and said the same sentence.

"Yes, next week. You're not allowing Grandma back to Germany. Tomorrow night Mr. Esau and Salton will come, you will be engaged." Grandma Faireh said firmly.

"No Grandma, no." Nou shook his head, his tears were breaking. Farena could not help herself, she came and pulled her daughter into her arms.

They all knew what Noushafarin was doing to make his dreams come true. The girl was willing to spend her holiday in order to get knowledge and accelerate her education.

"Grandma, I'm graduating in a year or two. Can't Grandma wait? I've worked hard not to spend 12 years in a doctor's education, but only 10 or 11." Noushafarin argued after he could control himself and stopped crying.

"I promise you, I'll try harder. If necessary, I will finish my education next year. But please Nek, don't marry me next week." Noushafarin's tears flowed back, he clenched his hands in front of his chest begging Grandma to change the plan.

"Maybe I'm dead and didn't have time to rock." said Faireh.

All were silent, not expecting the desire to pet the great-grandmother to do this without softening things like this with her son and daughter-in-law first.

"So this is why you seduced me to come home?" hiss Nou with his head bowed.

"Sorry Nou." Farena stifledly looked at her daughter with nanar.

Noushafarin clenched both hands, he ran towards the room and immediately locked the door. There was no manners and manners as he left the living room.

Noushafarin understood the true nature of Grandma Faireh. If he has decided something, then only God and he alone can change it. Feeling that there was no hope, the girl decided to run away from home.

That very night he left the house with only clothes attached to the body, important documents to get in and out of Germany and a little money. He goes to his best friend Mimi's house and asks for a job. He was trying to raise money to return to Germany. Noushafarin did not want to resign and wasted his hard work for 9 years.

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"Good morning Aunt Kandi, just so beautiful." Miranti hugged Mrs Srikandi Wasesa warmly, not forgetting the tradition of a short peek on the left and right cheeks.

"You, you can." said Mrs Wasesa blushed in embarrassment. His gaze then turned to the simple-looking girl who was looking down behind Miranti. "This is his new ART?" he asked Miranti while pointing at the faithful girl carrying a medium-sized clothing bag.

"Yes Aunt."

"Then we go in yuk. Just get to know him inside." Mrs Wasesa entered the house followed by her two guests.

"Who's your name?" apparently the lady of the magnificent house was impatient to get acquainted with her new ART. As soon as he sat down, he immediately asked the girl who remained standing.

"My name is Arin, Madam." replied the girl kindly but still lowered her head.

"Please look at me, Arin." asked the new Master.

At first Arin hesitated, but because he did not want to be fired before work, the girl slowly raised her face and looked at Lady Srikandi timidly. The hostess was stunned to see her ART ayu face. The nose is sharp, the lips are slightly full to look sexy, the eyebrows are curved beautifully, and the skin is yellow that looks very well maintained.

"Sirant." Mrs Srikandi spoke to the ART dealer but her gaze could not be separated from Arin. "Who did you kidnap?"

Miranti frowning. "I mean Auntie?"

"This girl is so well-groomed. Just look, his hair was black, his skin was glowing, his toenails were well-groomed, like they weren't from the people in distress." the middle-aged woman's eye bead continued to scan Arin's body from head to toe, back again to the tip of the hair.

Arin slightly moved feeling uneasy, he was uncomfortable with this situation. Miranti chuckles and hides her nervousness.

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