
Taps.
Taps.
Taps.
The sound of the pounding of shoes on the cold floor made the atmosphere of silence in the hospital owned by Ummi became boisterous instantly.
Long breaths of hunting with sweat continued to pour on his forehead which was impaled by his black hijab.
He ran as hard as he could to get to a VVIP room where his parents had just suffered an accident that caused both of them to be critical.
"Dad!" his screams called for the sister who is now alone in front of the door of the room of his parents who are still in the care of doctors.
The sister looked at him. "Hiks, Brother!" he replied in a hoarse voice from crying for too long.
The two hugged and kissed together.
"Why can you, Dek? This morning, ummi and abi were healthy, right? Here, why?" Zalimar could no longer continue his words.
The sister continued to sob in the arms of her twin brother. Both continue to sting. Without both of them realizing there was a young man and his assistant staring nanar at the two twin brothers.
"What should I do, Fan? Really, I didn't mean it," he looked down feeling guilty.
The assistant patted his shoulder slowly. "Whatever it is our fault. Then we have to take responsibility for all this" he replied, giving calm to his guilty boss.
"Well, whatever I'm gonna do to get rid of this pain," she whispered and soon passed leaving the two brothers who continued to cry incessantly after the doctor said the two were still in critical condition.
"What?! K-coma?!" yelled Zalimar surprised instead of playing.
The doctor nodded. "Yes, doctor Zee had a hard impact on his left head that made him have to have surgery. While Mr. Zidan, his right brain that failed to function. It can be said for now, he does not respond or hear anything we say even in his subconscious," The doctor explained what made Zalimar stagger to the side and fall on the patient seat available there.
He no longer listened to what the doctor said. His ears seemed to be pengang for a moment. Still vividly remembered by her parents' words this morning to her before she left for the hospital for surgery.
"Son?"
"Yes, Mi? Wh why? Brother hurry up!" he answered hurriedly and immediately got up as his phone rang back for the umpteenth time.
He worries. Wanting to leave both of his parents talking, was impossible. It was the same that he did not care about those two heaven.
Zalimar sat back down after replying to a message to his assistant. Umm Zee looked at him.
"Ummi already has an escort candidate for you. Get married while we both live. If we leave, we'll never see you happy again." His words that made the heart of the niqob-covered ayu girl pounded as if out of place.
He was stunned and fixated on staring fixed ummi and her ashes are now staring at him.
"Please accept our offer. Abi and Ummi were also in a match? There's nothing bad about a match, honey. Everything will be beautiful in time if you will accept it with sincerity" said abi Zidan smiling shadyly at him.
Zalimar stared fixedly at his parents.
'Why do I feel.. What if you guys were a little weird? What was? Is this just my feeling? If yes, what? Why is my heart not calm? As if something was going to happen soon? What feeling is this?' Zalimar's mind stared fixedly at the two men.
"You won't regret marrying him. He's a sholeh young man. Abi has known both parents while abi was single. For that, we've arranged this meeting for you. I hope you agree, son. Is this our only hope? Will you fulfill it?" ask Abi Zidan again who forced Zalimar angguki.
"Zalimar!"
"Huh? Th-yes? Papa's? Why is Papa here? Mama's not coming?" Zalimar flinched from his daydreams and stared fixedly at his ummi twin brother.
Papa Arga smiled at him. "Papa was here. How's ummi and your ashes? Still no change?" He sat beside Zalimar who was now staring blankly at the door of the operating room which now had the lights on.
Zalimar shook his head. Papa Arga immediately hugged her tightly. He gave comfort to his nephew. He did not expect, if his two brothers are now fighting life and death after telling them that Zalimar will soon marry a man of his second choice.
Just this afternoon they reported, this afternoon he was surprised when Zianti reported about his second accident. Papa Arga sighed.
Tight and very hard to escape. Zianti came with a young man behind him.
"Papa?" his call made the two men immediately break his embrace.
The two immediately turned to look at Zianti and a young man stood behind him.
"Well?" point Papa Arga at the young man who is now smiling approaching him.
The young man dyed the reverent hands of the middle-aged man who still looked fresh. Zalimar's heart slipped when the gazes of the two met.
'He?'
Zianti carved a sweet smile. "Well, do you know him?" asked Zianti so cheerfully.
"Sure! He is the young man you will marry your brother, Zalimar!"
Jeduaar!
"What?!" pekik Zianti was so surprised to hear the words of papa Arga.
The young man stared fixedly at Zalimar who was now staring blankly at the wall of the hospital room.
'J-so.. This woman that papa made me? the Zianti twins? The woman I love?' his inner monologue was surprised by the true facts.
"Yes, Damar who abi you betrothed to your brother. Last afternoon, abi you told papa everything which means that they will get married soon. But, all this is now too late," he looked down.
The heart of the thin-moustached handsome young man gasped for an instant. Zianti can't talk anymore. He was so shocked to hear the news, if the young man he loved turned out to be the future husband of his twin brother.
The young man stared fixedly at Zalimar who now did not look at him in the least.
"Stop this matchmaking if it hurts one of them. It's okay if I don't get married. After all, if it has become his soul mate, wherever I go, that soul mate will come to see me! Stop, Pa. Before it's too late. I don't want to snatch a potential husband who is my own sister's lover!" firmly, as it passed, leaving the three who were staring at his words just now.
Zalimar shrunk the clear fur that flowed down his cheeks.
"Why should he, huh, God? Is there no other young man on this earth? If there is, then give the other one to me! I willingly and sincerely accept if it wasn't her!" his mind was monologuing with tightly clenched hands.
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