When I Give Up
Chapter 18 Go Again
Maher Abdullah packed up his belongings to return to Jakarta that day. He did not think that the businessman Samuel Richard had offered him was Ardina's ex-husband.
"If I had known this would be the case, I would never have entered into a cooperative relationship with Praja Wijaya. Especially to bring Ardina back to this village."
The grown man who was almost 50 years old did not stop grumbling. He blames everyone for what happened. Cooperation worth billions of dollars.
After all his clothes were gathered in his suitcase, he went to call Ardina to get ready. Long time he knocked on the door, the woman opened the door for him.
"Are you ready?"
"Ready sir. Let's go now." Ardina smiled then carried all her equipment out of her room.
Maher Abdullah smiled happily. He sure will get Ardina as his companion if it's like this.
In the afternoon, the two of them returned to Jakarta.
Maher Abdullah has decided the contract agreement as well as Praja Wijaya there is no more cooperation between the two that would have been mutually beneficial to both parties.
Praja Wijaya who saw the departure of the two of them felt his chest was very tight. It was as if he had lost half his life.
Angry and sad there was stirring up his feelings at this moment.
The Ardina that he missed and had been waiting for a long time turned out to leave without saying goodbye.
"I'm sorry sir because because of my investment this is so void like this." Ardina started the conversation after they drove for almost an hour.
"No problem. There are still many entrepreneurs in other cities that we can collaborate with. What matters is that you're comfortable and happy." Maher Abdullah smiled meaningfully.
"Ah yes sir." Ardina was silent.
Though the company owned by Praja Wijaya is the most suitable company as a provider of production materials, Ardina thought with a sad feeling.
More precisely, he was sad because of the relationship with Praja Wijaya indeed he could not continue even though he very much he wanted to.
"You already know how I feel about you, Din. I wish our relationship could be closer than this."
The man returned to express his feelings. While Ardina immediately threw her gaze towards the road out there. For now he did not want to disturb his heart.
Maher Abdullah smiled. He believes that when Ardina's wounds are still gaping like this, he can increasingly become the antidote.
"We went straight to the house, sir. Sorry to bother you," said Ardina when their vehicle had entered the city of Jakarta.
"Hey, we don't have time to buy souvenirs for mom and David" Maher said.
"What's wrong sir. A day ago, Mom and David were here."
"Oh yes."
The mood was quiet again.
A few minutes later, Ardina arrived at her luxurious home. The house he had built from his savings all this time.
"Thank you very much sir. Sorry I didn't stop by." Ardina smiled faintly. And so surprised he was because the man even came down from the car.
"I still want to stop by Din. I want to meet your mother in person. There's something important I want to talk about.
"Ah yes."
Inevitably mardina also allowed the man who was his boss in the company to enter the house.
In fact, he really wanted to rest and calm his heart. He misses his son and wants to kiss him.
He wanted to say that he had met his son's father.
"Please sit down sir. I went inside first. I'll call you."
"Let's just relax."
"Lho, have you gone home?"
Asna looked shocked in disbelief to see that her daughter was already in front of her.
"Yes Mom. Assalamualaikum." He kissed the mother's cheek with affection.
"Vaalaikumussalam. You kok?"
Asna looked at the princess's face. I'm sure something happened to Ardina.
"It's okay mom. Mr. Maher is outside. He said he wanted to talk to his mother about something" Ardina said, looking around the room. His eyes looked for the figure of the 2-year-old toddler.
"David's playing in mom's room. Come in, he must have missed you so much." Asna smiled then continued her steps into the living room.
"Assalamualaikum Ma'am." Maher Abdullah stood up from his seat in honor of the owner.
"Vaalaikumussalam. Please sit down, sir." Asna sat down in front of the man.
"Thank you for bringing my only daughter home safely" she said with a smile on her face.
"Ah it's okay Mom. It is my duty to soon be his priest."
"D-mom?" Asna looked very surprised.
"Yes Mom. I'm here to propose to my mother's daughter Ardina Rezky Sofyan for my wife."
Once again asthma without a shock but then try to master his feelings. Indeed, he was not willing if his daughter married again, let alone the man embraced polygamy.
Maher Abdullah's wife is 3. And now he wants to make Ardina the fourth? Oh no! He will not accept it.
"I'm sorry sir. I have no authority to answer a proposal from the father but for now Ardina is playing with her son. It seems like he has missed so much. So please postpone the application first yes," said Asna refused subtly.
"Hahaha, yes. Maybe tomorrow I will come to propose officially. Say hello to Ardina. He might have been very tired as well with this journey of Bu Asna," the middle-aged man replied then stood up from his seat.
"I'm sorry ma'am for interrupting mom's time. Assalamualaikum."
"Mosur."
The man went from there under the heavy breath of Asna.
"Did Maher not realize that he had many wives?" asna said while shaking her head. He closed the door and put his foot inside the house.
"Sir Maher's home, ma'am?" ardina asked as she saw her mother appear at the door of her room.
"Yes. Just got."
Asna sat by the bed and looked at Ardina and David. The two men were busy putting together a puzzle, a favorite toy of the 2-year-old toddler.
"Pak Maher proposes to you Din" Asna said after a long silence. Ardina lifted her face and looked at the mother.
"Do you want to accept the married man and refuse to go back to your husband?"
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