
Fathir was silent when he heard the words of the Doctor, as well as Ayun who felt that the words of the Doctor were very appropriate.
Swing then turned to look at Fathir with nanar. "Your own biological brother who has scratched the wound in your heart, then he must himself also heal it."
When it was finished, Ayun and Fathir walked out of the room and headed for the hospital parking lot. There was no sound between them, as if they were both thinking about what the Doctor said just now.
Fathir immediately drove Ayun home because he wanted the woman to rest. Moreover, there are still brothers from the village who have not returned. It must be Ayunlah who takes care of it.
"Thank you for today, Ayun," Fathir said as they were in Ayun's courtyard.
Swing nodded his head while smiling sweetly. "Together, Fathir. I am happy to be able to accompany and help you. Do you want to go in first?"
Fathir shook his head. If he stopped by, then Ayun could not immediately rest because he still had to accompany him again.
"I'll just go home so you can rest" Fathir refused.
Swing nodded his head. As usual, he would remind Fathir to be careful in driving.
"Attep, Swing." Fathir holding the tip of Ayun's hijab dangling backwards made the woman's steps stop.
"Well?" Swing turned his head towards Fathir with a question mark filled look.
Fathir was silent for a moment to reassure himself, he then looked deeply at Ayun for the woman to feel the sincere feeling she gave.
"I was serious about what I said last night, Ayun. I love you, I love you, and I love you. I want to make you right away and make you my companion. So, can I propose to you?" fathir said quietly, but full of emphasis that penetrated directly into the deepest recesses of Ayun's heart.
Swing silent with a sad look. He continued to look at Fathir as if he was looking for an answer to the turmoil in his heart.
A moment later, Ayun turned her back to Fathir and made the male smile recede.
"If you really want to do it, then come to my father, Fathir."
Deg.
Fathir who was already feeling weak when he saw Ayun's reaction immediately looked at the woman sharply and smoulderingly. "If I see your father, then I won't say I want to propose to you. But I'm gonna ask permission to marry you."
Ayun's face instantly met red upon hearing that, and it was fortunate that Fathir could not see her face.
"Do as you wish, Fathir. God willing, you will also get answers in accordance with what you expect," said Ayun deeply.
Fathir immediately smiled widely upon hearing that. It was very desirable for him to hug Ayun at this moment as well, but there was no way he could do so.
Brakes.
Swing inside the house and closed the door tightly. His chest seemed to rise and fall because he felt really embarrassed, even his breathing was also stingy due to walking too fast.
"Oh my God, what have I done?" Swing covered her face with both hands as she felt ashamed of herself. It was unexpected that he would answer Fathir's words so wisely.
"Now what shall I do, O God? I, I'm really so embarrassed." He crouched down and drowned his face between the legs, just like an ABG who had first fallen in love.
From the second floor, Abbas and Hasna continued to watch Ayun while holding back a laugh. They did not expect that Ayun would show such an adorable reaction, not even Hasna had seen him all this time.
"Our son is really in love, Hasna. My heart is very happy to see it" Abbas said softly
Hasna nodded her head. "You're right, Mas. All this time I've never seen her like that, I don't even know that for years her love's been clapping hands." He sobbed with grief.
Abbas hugged Hasna tightly and tried to calm her down. "It's all gone, Hasna. This time I promise you, that Ayun will never suffer and cry again. Even if he cried, then he would only cry out of happiness."
Abbas promised his wife as well as himself that he would protect and preserve Ayun's happiness. He will not let anyone who tries to go back hurt him and interfere with his life.
After getting a very touching answer from Ayun, Fathir immediately met his mother who was in the hospital at the time. No matter if he had to go back and forth to and fro, he definitely wanted to say it right now.
"Fathirs? You're here?" said Alma who was surprised when she saw the arrival of her son. He who was examining one of the patients was told by the nurse that Fathir wanted to meet him at this time as well.
"Let's go in, Ma!" Fathir immediately pulled the hand of the mother and brought her into the room, after which he closed the door of the room and stared at her with a sparkle.
"What is it, Fathir? Don't make me afraid!" alma said sharply.
Fathir held both of her shoulders tightly. "I'm getting married, Ma. I'm getting married."
"Huh?" Alma looked at Fathir cluelessly and wondered.
"I will come to Ayun's house and meet Abbas's master, Ma. I'll ask permission to marry that woman."
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Tbc.