Virgin Charm
Chapters 6. A Memory

Her tears were dripping but, hurriedly wiping her down so that no one would see her. This decision he had negotiated with his wife before coming to the Village Hall.

His wife also opposed the decision, because he thought it was very impossible Azalina did they know very well how daily Azalina.

"Oh my God, what should I do? I can't possibly betray my promise to Brother Anjas, but if I don't fulfill Mr. Ardi's request, people will be even more angry with me."

Azalina thought about how ruined her life was in the blink of an eye. He had never thought in the slightest, if his life would end like this.

Her tears were dripping down her cheeks. He sat on a chair where the Sultan lay.

"Mother, please Azalina ma'am, I have to how else, I am confused to have to decide this all."

His head bowed and asked Allah SWT for guidance to immediately get directions to choose the best path for him.

"Sir Dodi!! Shouted Mr. Ardi as the local village head.

The summoned Mr. Dodi immediately walked towards Mr. Ardi who was standing in front of the entrance of the Village Hall.

"What's the Village?" He asked slightly bowing his body in front of Mr. Ardi.

"Please take Azalina home, pity that she has to go home on foot" ordered Mr. Village.

"Okay sir" he answered.

Mr. Ardi looked at Azalina with a smile and said, "Nak pray and pray to Allah SWT to get ease in dealing with this problem and test, never worry about the response from Anjas, Uncle who will take care of it," explained Mr. Ardi.

Azalina just nodded her head in agreement and will try to carry out the mandate of Mr. Ardi.

"God willing, Uncle, I will run according to the direction of Uncle and once again Azalina apologized to Uncle has made Uncle bother," he said.

"Uncle believes you can live and go through it patiently, Uncle will always help you if at any time you need help" he explained.

"There are still many, Azalina apologized as much as Uncle," said Azalina who was still occasionally hiccups.

"Sir Dodi if anyone dares to disturb Azalina please report to me immediately" said Mr. Ardi.

"Ready Mr. Village" he replied Mr. Dodi.

Azalina got into the back seat of Mr. Dodi's matic motorbike.

"Assalamualaikum Uncle," he said when they had passed from before Mr. Ardi.

The motorbike boarded by Azalina drove at a moderate speed leaving the courtyard of the village hall.

"Sir Dodi please take me to the beach, I want to take my bike" he said.

"Well Ma'am," he replied.

Two weeks later.

While in the hospital, the Sultan had already received medical treatment. All the injuries he suffered were handled by the doctor well.

Mr. Ardi came to the hospital to see and find out the last condition of the Sultan after being treated at the Hospital. Mr. Ardi and his entourage walked towards the room where the Sultan was cared for.

They opened the teak door and saw that there were several doctors and nurses who were examining and observing the condition of the Sultan.

The doctor glanced at Mr. Ardi before answering a question from Mr. Ardi.

"Alhamdulillah, his condition has improved and most likely if the development of his recovery is faster than before God willing, two more days the patient can return to his home" he explained Mr. Doctor.

"Thankful Thank God if that's so Mr. Doctor," he said with a smile that rose from his face.

"But, it seems like Mr. recently took a drug that is very dangerous for his health" the doctor explained.

"I mean Doc?" Ask Mr. Ardi who was surprised to hear the words of the doctor.

"There is a kind of nerve-lubricating drug that is very dangerous and the effect is fatal to the brain and the ability of the bones, he said, fortunately the medicine had not been lodged in his body for too long so we could deal with it immediately and remove all the toxins from his body" explained the Doctor.

"So how in the future is the doctor still able to move his legs?" Ask Mr. Ardi.

"God willing, he will recover as long as he takes medicine and therapy, but there are some memories of his old life that are lost" he said with a friendly smile.

"Oh Allah, how is this, pity Azalina must marry a man who is half paralyzed and also amnesiac, may Azalina patiently face all the trials she faces, what a poor fate you son."

Mr. Ardi's face was suddenly sad and could not imagine how the fate of Azalina in the future.

The sultan was lying weakly with an infusion hose attached to his left wrist. His eyes were empty and he did not know how to do it. She recalled the time Azalina was being tortured by her aunt.

Without hesitation her tears dripped down her cheeks. He felt sorry to see how tormented the girl who had helped him was.

Mr. Ardi approached the Sultan and intended to ask him who he really was and where he came from.

"I'm sorry can we talk for a minute?" Ask Mr. Ardi when he was sitting in a chair near the bangkar.

The Sultan first looked at each one of them before answering questions from Mr. Ardi.

"Please sir, but sorry I can't sit, just lie down all I can do" he said.

"Oh it's okay, you just lie down if it's best you do" he replied while preventing the Sultan from standing from his position.

"Look, son, I want to ask you, are you ready and willing to marry Azalina according to the demands of some communities?" He asked with a look towards the Sultan expectantly.

The Sultan digested well the meaning of the words of Mr. Ardi. He didn't know how either, and thought about the fate of the girl who helped him. He could not have let the girl be tormented and continue to be insulted because he rejected the decision of the local community.

Mr. Ardi who saw the Sultan was silent and a little worried if the Sultan refused his wishes.

"How son, are you willing to marry that orphan girl?" Ask who wants to make sure whether the Sultan can run the mandate of the community.

The Sultan nodded his head as he said, "God willing, I am ready to marry Azalina Pak," he replied with a slight softness as his head was suddenly a little dizzy.

He immediately held onto his sick head. Mr. Ardi who saw this immediately moved quickly to check the condition of the Sultan.

"What happened to you, son?" Ask Mr. Ardi.

The Sultan did not answer any questions from Mr. Ardi. In his thoughts and memories, he saw the final moments of his plane falling to the surface of the sea.

He recalled all the events when Martin said he had been medicated and when he saw a photo of the romance between Martin and his fiancee like a crumpled tape playing back.