
Love cannot be forced, as Yuna is currently experiencing, she cannot force Alzan to love her as she hoped.
Painful indeed. But that's the truth, the man just came to cancel the matchmaking process made by their parents.
Shame mixed with pain that Yuna is currently feeling, as a woman she deserves to be angry, but confused at who.
Tok-Tok-Tok Station.
The sound of the door knocking made Yuna wipe away her tears, she stood up and walked over to open the door.
"Umi" he said when he saw Umi Fadilah standing before him.
"Can Umi come in ?" ask Umi Fadilah.
"Sure Umi, please !!"
Umi Fadilah entered first, followed by Yuna who closed the door first. The two sat on the bed. Occasionally I heard a long breath from Umi.
"What's Umi ?" ask Yuna.
"I'm sorry, dear Umi and Abi!!, we know that you're hurt"
"No need to apologize Mi, maybe this is Yuna's life's destiny"
Umi holds Yuna's hand tightly, giving the princess her strength.
"If Abi hadn't forced this match, you wouldn't have been hurt"
"Umi, don't blame Abi or anyone"
Umi looked at her son's face carefully. He knew full well that Yuna had finished crying. Eyes that are slightly swollen and red in color are enough to explain everything.
"It's a lesson for us as your parents, next time we won't match you again son." Said Fimi be full of regrets.
Yuna did not answer, when she heard that she would be in a match with Alzan it felt so happy. It had been a long time since Yuna had put a taste in Alzan.
Being the wife of Al-Azan is certainly the dream of women, men are like there is no shortage. Handsome, well-established and Soleh. But fate says another he and Alzan are not matchmakers.
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Meanwhile, Olin was still sitting in his place. Waiting for the Alzan who never came.
"Isn't this her favorite place?, why didn't she come here today ?" he murmured while asking.
"Is Ustadz busy today ?"
Olin stared at the sky that turned dark, it might soon rain. Finally he decided to go home.
He walked while waiting for a taxi to pass, and he accidentally saw a kitten in the middle of the road. Because I felt sorry for Olin wanting to help her. He ran over to the kitten.
"Pus, why are you here yourself" he said to the kitten he now carries.
As if to understand what Olin was saying, the kitten let out a voice, making Olin so anxious and wanting to have it.
"Let's get to the side, let's be safe" Olin said, standing up and walking back to where he was.
Because of the wickedness of talking to the kitten, Olin did not see a car passing at high speed, until his body was hit so hard.
"Oh Allah" Olin murmured as she felt her body bouncing so hard.
Blood poured on his head, while the cat that Olin helped was also hit. Everyone had gathered to help Olin who was currently unconscious.
While several other people were chasing the car that hit Olin.
"Bring to the hospital ! call an ambulance !" say one of the mothers there.
Someone immediately contacted the ambulance to take Olin to the nearest hospital. The woman needed immediate help because otherwise her life would have been lost.
Not long after the Ambulance car came, they returned to help Olin with several nurses who got off the ambulance.
"Is there a family ?" ask one of the nurses
"There's no mas, but try checking his bag for items when there's a cell phone or what you can need to contact his parents"
"Oh well, then we'll excuse you"
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When Hana contacted her that Olin was angry and ran away, Aaron did not immediately search. He thought Olin needed time to be alone.
"Relax Mas, maybe Olin is still at his friend's house" said Sarah
"I've contacted both of his dear friends, but he said Olin isn't around"
"Didn't Olin see her future husband ?" guess Sarah made Aaron look at her sharply.
"But it's impossible, especially Olin said that the man was an Ustadz"
"Yes, he could be just me, Mas, today everyone will do anything to cheat. Especially Olin the son of the rich"
Aaron immediately fell silent, Sarah's saying has a point as well. It's possible that the man Olin introduced was a bad man. So thought Aaron.
"I'll call Hana again soon"
Although upset but Sarah still nods her head, she is actually angry if Aaron is still in a relationship with Hana even though only limited to the phone. Sarah was afraid that her husband would return to Hannah.
"Olin hasn't come home yet ?" hana's strangling across the street when Aaron called.
"Yes, did she meet her future husband ?"
"No way, Olin wouldn't do that"
"You know her future husband Olin ?"
"His name was "Ustadz Alzan, son of Kyai Ghofar. Try to go to the pesantren who knows Ustadz Alzan know the whereabouts of Olin"
"Where's the address ?" ask Aaron again.
Hana immediately mentioned the address of Kyai Ghofar boarding school, after which the telephone connection was cut.
"I'm coming" Sarah said as her husband bailed to the boarding school.
Aaron nodded, the two of them directly exited the house towards the car. But when opening the door of Aaron's mobile phone rang. Aaron quickly saw who was calling.
"Who is it ?" ask Sarah.
"Don't know the new number" Aaron replied, even he showed the phone screen towards Sarah.
"Just say ! who knows it's Olin"
"Yes dear"
Aaron swiped the green menu on his phone screen, then stuck the square object into the earlobe.
"Is this really Zoe Caroline Fransiska's parents ?" so said the man across there.
"It's true I'm the papa, what's the matter ?" asked Aaron in a panic.
"I would like to inform you that your daughter has been hit and run, and is now in critical condition, please come to the hospital immediately"
Duaars..
Like being struck by lightning, Aaron immediately limp for a moment. His body immediately staggered back, fortunately Sarah could hold back.
"What's wrong ?" ask Sarah.
"Oilen"
"Yes Olin why ?"
"He was in an accident"
While someone who spoke on the phone did not care about Aaron anymore, he only focused on listening to the address of the hospital where Olin was rushed.
"I was the one who drove" Sarah told her husband.
"Dear, please help !" aaron replied, his body is really weak right now.
"Dear son Papa, may you be well son !!" inner Aaron.