Mr Love Love
Mr.America

I accelerated my footsteps even more, approaching Morgiana who looked more shivering. Don't know what's wrong with her until she looks so fucked up.

Did Mama scold him? Is he trying to run away from home? Is he rough? Come on Sabina find the right reason! I muttered in my heart while squeezing both my fingers.

"What's wrong with you? Are you not sane? Are you a child? Why are you playing in the rain in this bad weather?" I'm looking for Morgiana with my weird questions. My worry is beyond my strength. He's the only cousin I've got, I don't want him to get hurt.

"Wait a minute, I'll call someone!" I asked Morgiana after she started to stand up straight.

Assalamu'alaikum, Mas Araf. I'd like to ask you a favor, can I come in and use your office for a minute? The cousin I told you about was in trouble. I think using your office for a while would be much better for me and my cousin.

I tried to send a message to Mas Araf, I knew that right now he must still be driving, sending a short message would be much better than hearing his voice in person.

No need to ask permission, Honey. Do whatever you want. If you need help immediately ask OB to come to my office to help you. I love you.

Reading Mas Araf's reply made me carve out a smile. He responded so quickly to my message.

"Come, we gotta go. You should change your clothes. I don't want you to get sick, if Auntie Begum knows you're this bad, you'll never get a chance to go to this beautiful country again." My babble while guiding Morgiana's shivering body.

Five minutes later I was already in Mas Araf's office, his office was quite spacious. Dawdling in Mas Araf's office will not be boring because his office is deliberately decorated with a charming and comfortable look.

"Thank God you're okay. Now tell me, what were you thinking about getting caught in the rain?" I asked while staring intently at Morgiana who had just come out of the toilet using only a towel that covered half her body.

"You laughing? I'm mad at you!" I said again, this time I walked over to Morgiana. His smile, his laughter, looked terrifying.

"You never change. Relax!" Morgiana said without heeding my words.

"Lax what do you mean? I even thought stupidly and thought Mama was scolding you? Tell me, what are you doing in the rain? Are you so frustrated that you want to be hospitalized?" Not knowing why I was so upset, out of nowhere this frustration came to make me want to touch Morgiana's eel.

"Actually me...!"

Tok.Tok-sign.Tok.

Morgiana's words were stuck in her throat as soon as the door was knocked from the outside.

"You go in the bathroom, I'll open the door. Who's coming must be OB who brought your clothes." I said as I slowly pushed Morgiana's body towards the toilet. After that I walked to the door.

"Madam, here's the shirt and here's the change."

"Take the change. I purposely gave more, not at all to demean Mom, but as a form of my gratitude because Mom helped me." I told the woman's OB, I guess she's about fifty.

"Thank you Madam. Mr. Director is very lucky to have the Madam as his companion. May you be kept away from the evil eye."

"Here, put your clothes on!" I said to Morgiana while propping the dress on her knees.

"Are you not worried? The clothes are too sexy for the size of the Indonesian clothes." I stared at the dress in Morgiana's hands with a look of unease. Even in a dream I would never be able to think about wearing that strange shirt.

"Sabina, I'm from Canada. It's common, I even use a bikini on the beach."

Morgiana chuckled while looking at me with a look of wonder. While me? I was speechless, my whole body goosebumps hearing his short confession.

"O yeah, you asked me why my clothes got wet, right? The answer is, I am very happy. Today I was so happy that I didn't consciously get out of the cab. I saw someone I missed so much. I saw him, unfortunately he didn't see me."

"W-Who is the person you mean? It's the first time you've come in a dozen years. How do you know anyone other than our family?

Don't get involved with strangers. Not everyone can be nice in this place, I'm afraid you'll get hurt. If that happens, your mother. My aunt's alias will surely wrath our family." My babble while pouring green tea into the cup.

"You take it easy, Bina. That's not gonna happen. No one would dare to hurt me. You know for yourself I won't let myself be close to anyone unless I feel comfortable being by her side." Morgiana said while paying attention to the details of Mas Araf's office decoration.

"Your husband is quite modern. I mean the style of decorating his office. His position in this hospital was also quite high. Director, that's not bad. Between lucky and not!" Morgiana said again. This time he looked at me with a look I could hardly understand.

Between lucky and not? Morgiana's short words seemed to be swirling in my brain memory, I don't know what the strange girl thought, she smiled but her movements seemed to bully me.

"What do you mean? I don't understand!"

"Sabina, you're smart. I mean, why did you give Auntie Nani permission to force you to marry. You are only twenty-three years old, while your husband is very mature. Didn't you say he was the same age as Brother Alan? That's too old for you!"

"Morgiana, I'm fine. I mean, my husband's a good man. He loves me, he respects me, he loves me with all his heart, that's enough for me. After all, you won't understand about matchmaking and the feeling of love for my husband. Now tell me, who's the guy you saw until you didn't hesitate to chase him in the rain?" I asked Morgiana again. The same question, the question I've wanted to hear since.

"I saw someone I knew, and he's someone I miss a lot. I never miss anyone as much as I miss him. Finally my goal of coming to this country was fulfilled as well."

My netra was rounded to hear Morgiana's short words. How can a girl like herself still be involved with the past, then look for it to this extent. I'm sure the person he was referring to was definitely not a girl. Is he talking about his ex-girlfriend? I don't know, I can't guess my own way of thinking.

"What do you mean? So you didn't come here because you missed your family? I'm sure if Mama heard your words she would be sad.

Yes, yes, ignore everything. Now tell me, who are you looking for to make you willing to walk a kilo meter in the rain?" I looked back at Morgiana, this time with a concerned look. I was concerned because it would not be easy for him to find the person his heart wanted.

"Mr.America! I'm looking for him, and I miss him so much."

This time I wanted to laugh out loud, but as hard as I could try to hold it back. I really wonder why Morgiana had to come to Indonesia just to find her Mr. America. He should have gone to America. At least that's the right logic for his odd case.

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