The Bond of Destiny
Why should he?

Zalimar's head was pounding violently with ears constantly ringing. The increasingly fast footsteps leading to a park in the hospital made him not safe to get there.

It hurt her heart when she found out that the young man she was dating was the young man. Zalimar clenched both his hands tightly.

For years he tried to forget the young man with great difficulty, but the young man returned with even more pain.

Zalimar fell as he stepped on his own game until he fell. A person behind him almost shouted with his hands stalling forward. Almost his voice came out before he realized, if he was following the niqob-covered beautiful girl.

Zalimar was hung on the grass with so much night dew. The game was wet from touching the dew that night. He squeezed his chest when the pain hit his heart for the second time.

"Hiks.. W-why should he? Huh uh? Why should he? I can't stand it if it's him! I-I don't want to hurt my own twin sauadra! For years I kept this feeling only for my little brother. Hix.. Even though I know, I want it too. Hix.. Ummie.. Abi.. W-why is the soul mate you gave me her? Why, Mi? Why, Bi? Is this world so narrow that there are no more youths you can match me with?! Why should she, Mi? Why?!" zalimar shouted sobbing at the park bench available there.

The legs of a young man stopped instantly when he heard Zalimar's words that made his heart beat pain.

Grn, deg, deg..

'Cock, pain, huh? Why is it that when he is with her, this heart is always beating so fast? Is it different when you're with Zianti? Why these? Why is Zalimar angry with me? Did I do something that hurt him in the past? Or when we were teenagers? Why?' His whisper in his heart while holding the left side of his chest that continues to beat is not because when he heard the sound of crying poignantly girl who turned out to have been betrothed to him since both of them were small.

'What do-do not.' his mind again whispered with thoughts drifting into the past.

"Hiks.. Ummi. big brother can't if it's Bang Damar. Why should bang Damar, Mi? Wh why? Hix.. Brother is unable! Brother is not strong! That past incident hurt my heart so much!"

The deg!

The young man's eyes glared for a moment.

"Hiks.. Sister retreat, Mi. Let Zianti get married. Single-minded sister. Brother ridho as long as he is happy. Brother doesn't want to snatch what's already his. God must have sent a soul mate for me someday. Hix.. Ummie.. Abi.. Wake up! Brother alone! No one is accompanying! Om Prince! Back back! Alzana Onti! Brother needs you!" the issue is getting more and more ugly.

"O-om Prince? O-onty Alzana?!" his murmur continued to shuffle backwards with a face gasp in shock.

He shakes how many times to remember past events. True, the two people are onti and om the twins. But why should Zalimar remember him? Not Zianti? He often asked Zianti about Om Prince and Onti Alzana. The girl he loved was just talking about it, but that was not what he wanted. What he wanted was for Zianti to tell him how it happened fifteen years ago to him.

Damar shook his eyes in disbelief with the presumption lodged in his mind at this moment. He retreated to the point of crashing into a doctor who was looking for Zalimar to report on the situation of his parents who had passed from a critical period after the surgery had just begun.

"Eh, Loh?" the doctor said, pointing to Damar who was now crying without a sound.

He scrunched his forehead confused. He stared straight at where the young man's eyes were looking.

"Zalimar?" his murmur turned back to Damar who was now walking staggered to the outside of the hospital assisted by his assistant.

The doctor approached Zalimar after seeing Damar disappear with his car. He felt sorry to see his partner's daughter. Although Ummi Zee was the legal owner of the hospital after the late Grandma Ira died, still, the two were partners before Ummi Zee took over the reins of the leadership.

Puk.

Zalimar gasped from his past daydreams. He looked back and was surprised to see Doctor Firda behind him. Zalimar's eyes returned glazed.

Without saying anything, the middle-aged doctor immediately hugged Zalimar tightly. As if he knew, that was what Zalimar needed right now.

"Is he that young man, son?" he asked Zalimar who was crying while in the woman's arms.

Zalimar just nodded softly in response. He continued to cry remembering that his sister would be disappointed because the young man he loved from the time they were twelve years old had to marry him.