Reaching the Moon
Chapter 04

Isn't the wedding ring worn by married people? Let people say it is crazy because the wife-to-be left, Nizam does not care at all. He just wanted to temporarily close himself off from any woman with the ring. One thing he never thought, the existence of the ring apparently can help launch his acting at this time.

The two big men in front of Nizam were now looking at each other with frowns. It is obvious that they are currently confused. "But our boss already paid dearly for that woman." One of them spoke again.

"How much? I'll replace it!"

The two men looked at each other again. "Fifty million."

Nizam stared flatly at the two men, his hand reaching for the wallet in the pocket of his back pants. Then a check paper he took out and wrote the number 50 million there.

"Give it to your boss, and never bother him again." Nizam gave the paper a check and left immediately, not forgetting he gave the code to the woman behind him to immediately go away from them.

"Thank you, sir. I will try to change Om's money as soon as possible" said the woman was unable to hide a smile of relief on her face. He walked quickly not far behind in pursuit of Nizam's footsteps.

"Oh yes, the Moon!" call Nizam slightly turned his head to the side looking at the position of the woman with the tail of her eyes.

"Y-yes, Sir?"

"Do you still have a family?"

The girl now looks down. "Both of my parents are dead, I have no one now because the uncle I once considered family would sell me to the boss of the two men."

Nizam suddenly stopped his steps until it almost made the Moon hit his back. They were currently in the aisle of the hospital not far from the nursery where Moon was treated earlier.

"May God always take care of you, Moon. Maybe it's enough to get here that I can help you" Nizam said.

"Thank you, sir, about the money ...."

"Regarding the money, it goes without thinking, it is the sustenance of Allah for you, and I am only his intermediary." Nizam stopped his words for a moment.

"Sign in to your ward, however you still have to get treatment so that your condition really recovers. I'm saying goodbye." Nizam then turned around and walked away.

"Again, thank you very much, sir. May Allah repay his kindness and bless his home life. Sorry for making you acknowledge me as a wife while Om has a wife."

Nizam paused for a moment while smiling faintly. He then resumed his steps until he was lost behind the hospital exit.

Today he will return to town B, but before going to the airport, Nizam takes the time to visit the tomb of Aura, his first love who has now gone for ever. The man watered the grave in front of him and said a prayer of salvation.

"Assalamu 'alaikum, Aura. May you be happy there" said Nizam, rubbing a tombstone bearing the name Aura Farhana bint Ali.

The man bowed for a moment withstanding the turmoil in his chest that seemed to want to break out.

"You know Aura, my chest feels tight right now, it seems like the longing I have been able to endure without being able to channel has exceeded its capacity. What am I supposed to do? Huh uh?" Nizam rubbed his eyes which started to blur the view.

"My eyes are glistening, Ra. Like you said, I'm a maco guy, I can't cry, I'm ashamed of my muscles, right?" Nizam laughed for a moment with eyes that still showed sadness.

Although a month had passed since Aura's departure, the sadness still enveloped her heart. It's so hard to be sincere. However, he had no choice but to try hard to raise his heart.

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While in the hospital, Moon was resting back in her room. A sense of relief from the problem that ensnared him had finished making a thin smile rise on the face of the 20-year-old girl. He was grateful that God had brought him to a good man whom he knew by name Nizam.

Moon asked the nurse to reattach the new infusion because her body was so weak at this time, plus the pain in her body that was so excruciating. Today he really wants to recover himself before tomorrow he will go back to work and find a new place to live.

His decision to stay alone this time around was already unanimous, it was better than living with his cruel uncle. The shadow of how the uncle who had been treating him and the brother badly turned back in his mind to become the Moon's lullaby. Fatigue and the effects of drugs injected through intravenous fluids, making the girl's eyes feel heavy until finally began to fall asleep.

However, it was only a moment when his eyes were closed, the scent of a masculine perfume that greeted the sense of smell, forcing the two Moon's neutrals to open.

"You awake, honey?" The two eyes of the Moon instantly spread perfectly when they heard a familiar voice nearby.

The Moon's heart was pounding more and more when the net found the figure of a man with a dragon tattoo on the neck was right next to him. Not only that, the woman's body began to shake and cold sweat began to wet her forehead when again the fear began to dominate.

His name was Marcel, the man who had taken him to the hotel yesterday when he was unconscious due to the influence of drugs, of course with the consent of Simon, his uncle. Not only in the box for one day, violence after violence must he accept because he always rejects the man's invitation to get in touch. Eventually he managed to escape after beating the man's head with a vase of flowers, and met Nizam in the middle of the road.

"I don't have any more business with you, go all of you!" push the Moon firmly to Marcel.

"I'll leave if you come with me, honey," Marcel said so casually.

"Don't dream. I already have a husband, your men have seen him before," replied the Moon with a sharp gaze, as much as possible he dampened his fear at this time.

Marcel laughed at the moon's convincing words. "And the man also just went to the airport to leave this city."

The eyes of the Moon are breaking hearing Marcel's words. "What do you mean?"

The man laughed for a moment. "Are my words unclear? The man who confessed to your husband is gone. Where is a husband like that? Leaving his sick wife. Anyway ...." Marcel was about to grab the Moon's right hand, but was immediately swept away by the woman.

"Never touch me!"

Marcel smiled disdainfully. He then folded his hands in front of his chest. "Again, you don't have the same ring as that guy. Only fools believe you're married."

"Then why? Hasn't your money been replaced? So don't bother me anymore!" Moon threw her gaze in any direction, it felt so sick of seeing the face of an old man brengs*k like Marcel.

"That's what you think, but that doesn't apply to me. If I could have two at a time, why would I choose one?"

The moon knitted her eyebrows together then looked at Marcel with a glaring gaze. "Go you!"

Marcel smiled obliquely, the man giving the code to his men who were waiting outside the room to take the Moon away right then and there. The girl rebelled so much that no one would touch her. However, in the end he collapsed due to a precise punch hitting the point between his shoulder and neck.

"Take him to my house! I already know how to keep him from running away from me."

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