Married Berondong Saleh
Chapter 115

"Message non-Daughter, you are told to wait first in his office. Soon non Putri will be finished meeting," said an employee at the garment company owned by Putri.

"Yes Mbak thanks," replied Zaidan after he was delivered to the room, of course he entered with Fernando.

Not long after, the Princess had already entered the room.

"Welcome mas Zaidan, I arrived to rush the meeting to get a call from the receptionist there is a special guest," said the Princess, then her butt sat on the sofa single.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your work time" replied Zaidan.

The princess smiled at Zaidan's reply, "That's what makes me hard to move non from you mas. You always treat everyone gently and kindly" she said later.

"I'm sorry if my tenderness was misinterpreted by you" Zaidan said.

Back the Princess widened her smile, "Mas must be responsible," said the Princess trying to lead to a more relaxed conversation with a joke.

"I'm straight to the point. Surely you know what I mean by coming."

"Maybe," said the Princess, deliberately stalling the conversation.

"Please don't bother my wife" Zaidan said plainly.

The princess smiled, "Is my wife disturbed by my arrival yesterday? What did he say until he concluded that I had come to disturb him?"

"Any woman and anyone, if suddenly visited by a woman and asked to grant her husband to marry her again, will definitely be disturbed by the arrival of the woman" said Zaidan.

Princesses chuckle.

"It's just that, that kind of woman, isn't a woman playing from behind. I'm a more honest type of person for who I am, rather than having to hypocritically cover something up. That's why I'm talking directly to your wife, telling her what I really want."

"Not everything we want, we deserve to say directly. Just like your case, it's very inappropriate for you to tell my wife. Take care of you as a woman."

Again, the princess smiled.

"For what honor and self-esteem are maintained if in the end, our voice is silenced by circumstances" said the Princess.

"For example, Brother Del, I have bread, I ask for that bread. Was wrong?" continue Princess.

"Mistake great! For I am not a bread that can be divided. I'm just a limited loaf of bread that will run out once a bite," Zaidan chirped in a fit of air.

The princess chuckled at Zaidan's reply.

"Mas Zaid likes to be funny!" princess Timpal.

"I'm serious Miss Princess! I'm sorry I don't have the power that I can make a shield against you. However, I still have a strong love to fight it all! Remember as hard as you insist, it's still him I love. So, again I beg you never to disturb our household, especially my wife," pinta Zaidan at length.

"Fer, let's go home" Zaidan asked to raise his ass.

"Assalamualaikum," said Zaidan, rushing out of the room.

"It is precisely a person like you who is difficult to find mas Zaidan," muttered the Princess, her eyes fixed on the back of the man she loved and admired until the back was swallowed behind the wall.

"Can at the end of the rest of my life be in your arms?" continued the Princess, with a clench of her hand moved to wipe away the dew that had accumulated in the eye peluk.

His buttocks now he lifted, his feet moved to his work chair.

The Princess's eyes glared through the ceiling. Waving through the wishful thinking, his eyes returned to glass.

Now his gaze moved on the work drawer. His hand moved to open the drawer, then took the chocolate map that was between the piles of important maps.

"Lord, if I can't be with her in this life, then let us meet in this afterlife" the Princess said, her eyes glazed back.

The Princess's hand moved into the pocket of her pants, was taken a flat object in the pocket.

"For cooperation with AZM dealers, the company is in need of partners to further develop its business," Putri told people across the street after the number contacted was connected.

"Isn't the cooperation that was canceled Non?"

"Make it again, we use another company in another city" Pinta Putri.

"Neither" he answered.

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One week later, Zaidan returned to see the Princess. Not without reason, it is because Zaidan knows, the company that will cooperate with AZM dealers is owned by Princess.

Zaidan has taken a stance, avoiding better than the Princess model woman than being faced with a feud from her.

"Is it still unclear? Previously, I have cut off the cooperation relationship with your company because I do not want to establish a cooperative relationship in any form with you! But, it turns out you are not also deterred. Astaghfirullah haladhim, Istighfar Non Daughter. God willing, if you want to remember God, your heart will be calmer" Zaidan explained at length.

The princess smiled at Zaidan's reply.

Zaidan's gaze looked up for a moment staring at the voiceless Princess as well with his usual expression.

"I hope you can understand what I mean" Zaidan concluded, and his feet stepped out, followed by Fernando, after they had given him their greetings.

However, the moment Zaidan turned the doorknob to exit the room. Suddenly there was a loud noise like an object falling onto the floor.

Bugh.

Zaidan and Fernando's reflexes turned to the source of the voice.

"Astaghfirullah haladhim, Non-Daughter!" zaidan is Fernando.

They ran closer to the princess.

Fernando moved to check his pulse, then his hand reached for a mobile phone to call an ambulance.

Zaidan exited the room, calling the Princess' secretary to help take care of her.

It is not long before the ambulance arrives.

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Delmira sits limp outside the outpatient room.

He heard directly from the Princess' parents, in these three months, the Princess was sentenced to brain cancer.

The only treatment that needs to be done is surgery. However, the princess refused to do so.

Only one reason the Princess said, she did not want to die far from Zaidan.

"Is the cancer the Princess is suffering from has spread ma'am?"

"Doctors sentence, the cancer has entered stage 4," replied his mother Princess.

Delmira was silent, her hand moving to wipe the eye patch that was already filled with clear liquid.

"That's worse" said Delmira and tears fell unstoppably down her two cheeks.

The middle-aged woman nodded slowly.

"But why is he still working"

"His daughter doesn't want to be taken and we can't ban her either. What he wants, while we can still realize, we must follow" replied the Princess.

"Do you know she wants to marry my husband?"

The middle-aged woman fell silent, her face now turning towards Delmira.

A slow nod was shown the woman.

Delmira gave her rough breath.

"That's the Princess' request that we can't follow" said the Princess' mother.

Delmira returned to shed tears. Honestly from the bottom of his heart, he was very sad to hear the story of the mother Princess. He also did not expect, the daughter who looks healthy, beautiful, nimble, energetic it turns out to have cancer and even doctors have sentenced his age will not be long.

"And... Mama reckon, until the Princess is gone, the last request is impossible for us to realize," continued the middle-aged woman, her face looked up to Delmira, as if hoping that Delmira would refute what mama Putri concluded.

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