The Charm of The Twins
17 The Twins' Hearts

"Casual Cit. No mountain running in pursuit. But unfortunately, said the nurse doctor who you said was very much married. I even had time to ask him again daydreaming while looking at his wedding ring." Said Qiya while sitting on the chair and smiling sweetly looking at Cita's incredulous expression.

He doesn't want his best friend to make the same mistake again. Likes men suddenly and ultimately will be disappointed because love claps one hand.

"Really Qiy?" Ask Cita not to believe.

He moved to sit on the floor and looked up at Qiya's face. Her best friend had not worn the hijab so that her black and straight hair was beautiful.

"Yes that seems to be it. She doesn't like other women. If in my religion it is one of the dream men, can keep his view. Though I would rather go to the man's office for a friend's business." Said Qiya instantly as a shadow of Hilman appeared in his memory.

She remembers her last communication with her ex-fiance.

"Qiy... I'll propose to you after you get home from the internship." Hilman.

"Sorry Mas Hilman. I told you we were free. In the future, I will promise nothing. I think now we focus on our ideals first. Rest assured the soul mate will not be changed."

"But Qiy. I saw a lot of guys hoping to replace me after they found out we're not married."

"If I accept any of them then I don't think I'm wrong. We're both not in a relationship."

"Qiy. They like you because they see your Papa who is a successful businessman not to mention your Mama whose political career is good. Not to mention you're the granddaughter of the great Kyai. Even you can graduate with that praise anyway because your Papa is a member of the campus committee." Hilman said slowly

"Those who liked me for the reason I mentioned just now or Mas Hilman and the family who judged me like that?" Said Qiya firmly. She is the woman who takes care of Marwah herself and her family. He had already responded well enough to his problem with Hilman.

But the man who is too ambitious does not want to lose a future wife who according to him has the charm not only beautiful face but also his soul.

After that conversation. Qiya always thought about Hilman's talk if he could get to the point now because of his parents' big name. Not because of his hard work.

When Qiya was undergoing an internship at Wahana which was not his choice. The twins are actually busy with business relations for oil processing in the country kangaroo. He who from yesterday felt the sinuses. Inevitably he that night forced himself to get out of his apartment. He should go to the doctor or the hospital.

He did not want to be able to attend the meeting tomorrow morning with his business relationship. Tomorrow is the last and decisive meeting to continue or not the cooperation of Mikel Group with the new company. Because the weather is pretty cold. He wears a brown scarf around his neck.

When he was driving his car. He had just come out a few dozen meters from his apartment. But he saw some men on the side of the road blocking a woman. Ammar saw the woman wearing black clothes was holding a toddler in her cradle.

Ammar tried to find a place to pull over his car. He got out of his car immediately. With the condition of his nose that hurts and hurts. The nose also continues to release fluid. But saw some young men were blocking the Woman and widest make fun of the woman. Ammar can't stay still.

When Ammar almost got near the woman. One man who was seen holding alcohol pulled the veil of the woman wearing the dark clothing.

The woman quickly face down while hugging the toddler who looks unhealthy because she is still crying.

"Hi guys!!" Ammar's voice slightly shouted at the few men.

They looked towards Ammar.

" Don't interfere!" Say one of them.

[Don't interfere]

"Wow! she is my sister. So I should have helped my sister."

[ Wow! he's my brother. I should have helped my brother.]

Ammar saw the veiled woman still did not dare to lift her face. He thought he had to help the woman. Even if the woman is a Muslim.Sesama man alone he is usually taught by his parents to help each other in good especially with those who are one religion. Although Ammar was not long in the boarding house.

But Ayra as the first madrasah Ammar really transfer knowledge and understanding that he had on the eldest.

Two men tried to hit Ammar. He who was in a state of a state of a little unhealthy was somewhat shocked because of a sudden attack. But when one man tried to hit his head with a bottle. He quickly held the man's arm. So he turned the man's hand until the bottle he was holding fell.

There was a fight between them 4 to one. For Ammar who follows martial arts from since sitting on the bench of Junior High then it is not difficult to drop his opponent. He beat some of the men until they felt pain and eventually withdrew from the fight.

"Owwww.hhh..." The one man Ammar twisted his hand.

"Still want to both my sister or leave?" Ammar said right by the ear of the man who tried to punch him in the face.

[Still wanting to disturb my brother or leave?]

Ammar let go of the man's hand. They quickly left Ammar because three other men were sitting on the floor because they were getting punches and lashes from Ammar.

When the men left. Ammar still saw the veiled woman did not dare to lift her face. He still looks down on his face. The toddler in his arms looked pale. Ammar looked around him, he saw the Niqab lying on the floor. He took the object and handed it to the woman.

"This is Yours." Ammar handed the Niqab to the woman he had just saved.

[It's yours]

"Thanks." -." Say that woman. His voice sounded soft and soft.

But the woman did not move from her place. He understood that on the street there were some men who passed by. Ammar took off his jacket.

"Put it on, I'll cover you." Ammar said as he opened his jacket and stood his back to the woman while staring at the road. He used his jacket to cover the woman from the sight of several men across the street.

But as he tried to turn his eyes to the right. He saw the face of the woman he was trying to cover from the reflection of the glass menu of one of the restaurants at the end of the road.

"Beautiful...." Ammar's eyes did not blink looking at the reflection of that face.

The woman did not realize that there was a pair of eyes looking at the face she was trying to cover. When she finished, the woman stood up.

"Thanks very much." The woman's voice was soft.

[Thank you very much]

"You're Welcome." Said Ammar while bowing his face.

[Together]

His chest pounded. His heart trembled unruffled. A new feeling he felt.

As he was about to leave the woman, the voice of the toddler cried.

"Hik.. hicks... huaaaa..."

Ammar looked quickly.

"Is she sick?" Ask Ammar worried.

[is he sick?]

"Yes, I don't know. Her body temperature is suddenly hot." The woman stroked the toddler's head.

[Yes. I don't know. Suddenly his body temperature was hot]

"I'm going to the hospital. If you don't think, we can go there together." Ammar said quickly.

[I'm going to the hospital. If you don't mind we can go there together.]

The woman looked confused.

"You can sit in the back seat." Ammar said as if he understood that the woman looked confused if she was both with him who was not mahram.

[You can sit in the back seat]

Because he saw the face of the toddler he was hugging from earlier getting pale. He quickly nodded.

"Okay. Thank you, and sorry to both you."

[Alright. Thank you, and sorry to trouble you.]

"You're Welcome." Ammar said quickly.

He opened the back door of the car. The woman got into the car. Ammar quickly got in and drove the car towards the nearest hospital. His heart still beats.

"Come Ammar... She could have been someone's wife. Damnit. Why should I see his face." Ammar said in his heart while trying to focus on removing the shadow of the beautiful face of the woman.

When you arrive at the hospital. The child was immediately treated by a medical team. After the child is moved to the nursery. Ammar accidentally passed through his slightly open nursery.

"Isn't that a toddler?" Ask Ammar in his heart.

He quickly went to the half-open room. Didn't look like that woman. Ammar held the boy's body. Her skin is cold. Ammar put his scarf on the girl. When he heard the sound of the door being pushed Ammar turned his head.

He saw the woman he had helped.

"I am sorry. I see he is alone." Ammar said it looked clumsy.

"No problem. Are you Indonesian?" Ask the girl.

"Yes." Yeah." Ammar said slowly.

"That's the same. I am also an Indonesian. Again, thank you for your help." Say that woman.

Ammar is getting misbehaved. He saw the face he had accidentally looked at now smiling at him. Though the two neutrals photograph the face of the woman was blocked Niqab.

The presence of nurses in the room made Ammar aware and excuse me. After the departure of Ammar. The woman saw a scarf attached to the neck of the toddler she was carrying earlier. Where at the end of the knit scarf there is writing that is also knitted.

..."AMMAR-AQI"...

"The "unique young man. His name is also unique. Ammar? Is aqi?" The woman said in her heart.