Love That (No) Blind
Part 3: Getting Married?

[Sara]

Sara just got out of her office building. He was about to head to the nearest bus stop from his office to get to the hospital when a man suddenly approached him.

“Right with Miss Ashara Revalina, right?”

DEG!

Oh God, what is this ordeal? Please don't tell me he's a debt collector.

Sara looked around her that there were still a lot of people coming in and out of the building. Obviously he didn't want to be the center of attention because of this kind of problem.

“Looks like that,” pointed Sara in the opposite direction to her, followed by the man who followed her direction.

The opportunity!

With quick steps, he ran away leaving the man still unaware that he was pointing at nothing.

“Nona Ashara ..”

Lothawat!

Sara accelerated her run. The man was currently running after him. If Sara did not run fast, it would not be difficult for the man to catch up and catch her.

The thing is, the shoes Sara wore were not running shoes. How fast can Sara run?

But Sara doesn't care. He knew, sooner or later, he would definitely be caught. So, his current mission is to go to a fairly quiet place, which is far from the sight of his office friends.

And, GREP!

An instant hand gripped her shoulder just as Sara succeeded in her mission.

“Nona Ashara Revalina,” said the man again with his breath already panting.

Sara immediately turned to face the man, and began to beg, “I beg you, please give me some time, yes. Please don't make a fuss in my workplace.”

The shadow in his head continued to play the scene he usually sees in social media content. His fears are almost the same as those portrayed by people who write on social media. Sara was rendered helpless by her fear.

But, the man smiled. Then take something out of his shirt pocket. Business card with NFC letter logo encircled in golden color arch.

Sara gawked at him.

“My name is Raka. It is my duty to come here to take Miss to see my Master.”

Ill-favored. It's worse, though. Who's Master?

“Tuan Tirtagama Wiryasurya wants to meet with Miss.”

When the man named Raka turned over the business card he was holding, the name he had just mentioned was clearly written on it.

Sara increasingly gawked at Raka who was still smiling at her. He who was worried that he would bear the shame of being billed in public, now only cares about the name written in the business card.

Who is Tirtagama Wiryasurya????

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Armed with an internet quota, what Sara did next was find out what NFC – as written on the logo it – during her trip to a place that only Raka and God only know. In the car, Sara hides her phone screen from Raka who is driving the car. Avoiding Raka to know what she was doing.

And what he got was Next Future Corp (NFC) is a company that has long struggled in the field of computer technology and all things based on future technology, as the name implies. And Tirtagama Wirasurya is the leader. The figure of a 32-year-old smart man who often creates extraordinary technology over the past few years.

Call it, Selene 4.1. A super-fast processor recognized by Japanese scientists. It is even said to be faster than their creation. Not enough to get there, he even donated the results of his discovery for a medical study.

NFC has also donated thousands of new nurse robots to 500 hospitals in Indonesia. The robot, which was paid handsomely by hospitals in Germany, is considered the best nurse robot ever.

When it comes to technology, everyone will be talking about NFC and a guy named Tirtagama Wiryasurya.

So now, why would the tech god want to see Sara? What does she want from a girl who might even just be considered a dust grain by society?

“Please wait here for a moment, yes. You will soon meet Miss,” said Raka again when she invited Sara to sit on a sofa, then left Sara who left the room with her amazed look.

A large house filled with luxurious furniture and not far from the word technology.

Quite quiet for a house this big.

Sara's view stalled on the sloping and circular incline that led to the top floor. Its location adjacent to the normal stairs beside her, made Sara think of something.

Is that a ladder too? What is a ladder like that for? Bizarrely.

The answer was immediately seen by Sara, when a man came down the stairs. The man with his wheelchair moved down with Raka behind him. Sara was convinced that it was Tirtagama Wiryasurya that made her curious a while ago.

The longer, the closer, the brain in Sara's head started to work remembering things.

Wheelchair, man in a neat suit, hair neatly combed back, where has he ever seen this man?

“Include, Miss. He is Mr. Tirtagama Wiryasurya,” said Raka introduced the man in a wheelchair once they were in the right position in front of Sara.

Sara looked at the man called Mr. Tirtagama Wiryasurya. Although they were facing each other, but the look in his eyes did not point straight at Sara.

Waitaminute!

Without realizing it, Sara immediately jumped up from her seat. “Ah! Man in the park!,”.

Raka's smile seemed to explain everything. Sara gulped down her saliva violently before finally sitting back down.

“Good if you already remember,” said Mr. Tirtagama in the end after a while ago Sara only heard Raka who spoke.

Lho? How come?

“Master uses hearing aids. While in the park, Mr. indeed deliberately did not say anything.” And continued with a grin.

Sara felt her face feel a tremendous heat as she recalled the behavior she now realized was truly embarrassing.

“I'll just go straight,” Mr. Tirtagama said again.

And Raka moved forward putting some sheets of paper with rows of paragraphs inside in a clear map on the table in front of Sara.

“I offer you a cooperation agreement.”

What does that man want from her?

“I need you to face my mother.”

Strange request ...

“Your job is to protect me from my mother so as not to approach me or give me anything from her hands.”

And it's getting weird ...

“In return, I will finance all your mother's treatment, including including inserting your mother into an exclusive list of kidney donor recipients.”

Exclusive. Kidney donor.

“As well as all your debts, I will settle them all.”

Debts. All the.

“As long as you marry me.”

Be married? Withhim?

At that instant, Sara became so nervous that she made her hands tremble. To hide it, Sara grabbed the map that Raka had just placed, then opened the sheets per sheet.

“K-why should I marry Mr?,” asked Sara who clearly sounded anxious and worried. The sheets he opened were nothing he understood.

“Because you will use your rights as a wife against my mother. You are free to be angry, you are free to reason whatever it is, you are free to do anything as long as he is not close to me. And I, in any situation involving my mother, will always defend you and obey all your commands.”

“T-but why should it be shunned?,” asks Sara again.

But the man was silent. He didn't respond to anything. Sara did not dare to ask any further. Now the atmosphere in the room was so quiet that none of them started talking.

Sara rubbed her cold sweat that had just slid down from her forehead, looking at the man fixedly. Without the sunglasses on his face, the man looked different the first time he saw her in the garden, but still with the same aura, an aura full of assertiveness and domineering intelligence. He is as reported.

“S-I don't know what h-should answer.” Sara finally dared herself to say something. At least someone should end this silence.

“Master gives Miss time to think. But the decision has to be made today,” obviously Raka replacing her master explained everything.

But ... Sara didn't think about the offer. Mother's treatment was clearly what made it most difficult for her to reject the offer. Just ... marry her?

Come, Sara ... What are you worried about? You even broke up with Mas Vian. You are not betraying anyone. You are no longer lovers, the mind that supports the offer is talking.

But ... You still hope Mas Vian changes his mind. You still want to talk to him. Find a way out of your problems. If you agree to marry her, you will no longer be able to do that, her other inner self that rejected the offer now befell her.

And now the two are arguing to win Sara's heart.

“2 years,” said Tirtagama in the middle of the two inner camps of Sara who was fighting. “Only for 2 years. After that, we will get divorced.”

2 Years, and you're free, Sara. I don't know which inner voice it is. Sara could not tell the difference.

“A-will you really finance my mother's treatment?,” asked Sara to confirm Mr. Tirtagama's offer again, convincing her not to regret her decision.

“Master will provide the number one health facility for Miss Sara's mother. At any time there will be a driver who will take Miss's mother to the hospital. And also a nurse who will accompany Miss's mother at all times. Doctors who ..”

“Wait, wait ...,” Sara cut off Raka's explanation. “P-nurse? S-every time? Meaning ..?”

“We will be husband and wife. It's obvious you're going to stay here, in my house. And your mother obviously couldn't have stayed here. Or do you want your mother to know that we're pretending? Because if we do, that means we'll stay in the room. Because of that ..”

“O-okay, okay, I understand ..” Sara's panic obviously made her heart beat irregularly. Even as Mr. Tirtagama was explaining his point, Sara's mind was getting messy. Living with a stranger is something you cannot imagine right now.

“And one more. You will stop working.”

Sara was again surprised by Mr. Tirtagama's last statement. “B-stop working?”

“Once you agree to it, I don't care how you do it. I want you to resign as soon as possible from your place of work,” continued Mr. Tirtagama with an explanation that is not at all clear to Sara.

“After that, you will work with me, and you will get a salary from it.”

What should I do now, O God?

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Author’s Note (QnA) :

Q: It's not that deaf it also means mute, huh?

A: Deaf children often have difficulty speaking. Because of their poor hearing function, Deaf children sometimes cannot pronounce some letters as well as children who have normal hearing. This causes children to have difficulty speaking where this condition is often interpreted as mute. If so, sign language is the child's solution in communicating. Or start pairing hearing aids at the age of the child begins to learn to communicate in order to learn to recognize sounds early.

Unlike children who are born normal, then up to a certain age (especially when the child has known the sound and some words), his ears are damaged to make him Deaf, Deaf, the child can still speak normally. With the help of a hearing aid (depending on the deafness of each child), the child can still communicate normally even without sign language. Because before the child can communicate, and deafness will not affect his memory in communicating, unless something happens that causes complications.

More information can be read here : https://hellosehat.com/parenting/kesehatan-anak/penyakit-pada-anak/anak-tuli-sudah-pasti-bisu/

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