Your Spirit from the Water of My Eyes
S2 Chapter 125. New Friends.
Swing was astonished, scattered, and astonished when he heard Fathir's words. His life felt like flying out of his body because he felt surprised and did not expect that the man said such a thing.
For a while the two of them were silent with their eyes, until Fathir finally let out his voice.
"L-mayo we're in!" bring Fathir later. He seduces Ayun, but why is he even ashamed of himself?
"Si*al, I'm ashamed of myself. Why would he just shut up and look at me like that anyway?" Fathir turned his face red.
This was the first time Fathir had thrown a fistful at a woman, and he had prepared from this morning until he finally met Ayun.
However, the reaction that Ayun gave was completely beyond his expectations. To make him feel ashamed of what he has done.
"Based on that brat, why do I believe the same nonsense!" Fathir grunts sebal.
In fact, Fathir was able to do such a shameful thing because of Faiz's advice. Last night while daydreaming on the balcony, his son suddenly approached and asked what he was thinking.
At first Fathir did not want to say if he was thinking about Ayun, but Faiz insisted because he wanted to help ease the burden of his mind. Until finally he told about his confusion and sadness about Ayun's request about their marriage.
After hearing everything, Faiz suggested that he should win Ayun's heart. Attack the woman with millions of love and sweet words, as well as seduction and flirting until Ayun is helpless and changes the decision about their marriage.
Fathir trusts what Faiz has to say and begins to think of a way to make Ayun fall in his attack, but instead he himself is trapped by shame.
"Fathir, are you okay?"
Fathir gasped when he heard the sound of Swing, his body spontaneously aghast in shock when he saw that the woman was already standing right before him.
"A-what's up?" asked Fathir stammering.
Ayun looked at Fathir seriously while holding back the laughter that had almost come off her mouth. "I talked to you earlier, but you didn't hear me. I thought you were sick." He then moved to the side while turning his face away from feeling funny.
Fathir gave a rough sigh. "I'm not sick." He's starting to feel calm.
"really? I thought you were feverish" said Ayun as he looked back at her.
"No, I'm fine" Fathir denied, shaking his head.
Swing stopped his footsteps made Fathir step also stopped. He then pulled the collar of the man's shirt to make Fathir's body look down and the man's face was right in front of his face.
Both of Fathir's eyes were wide-eyed at what Ayun was doing at the moment, while Ayun herself looked at Fathir with a red face.
"Your face is flushed, I think you are having a fever, which is the fever of my love," said Ayun while commenting on a thin smile made Fathir stunned with his mouth wide open.
"Come on, the designer's waiting for us!" yang Ayun then turned around and left Fathir. He felt very embarrassed for saying that, but he also felt happy for being able to reply to the man.
Fathir's heart was pounding with a locked gaze towards Ayun. A moment later their smile rose with a sparkling face full of happiness.
"She, she's avenging me," muttered Fathir with a beaming face. She did not expect that Ayun would reply to her with such sweet words. "Papa's gonna add to your pocket money, Faiz." He was delighted to have followed the advice of his son.
After what happens, Ayun and Fathir then meet a designer who will prepare their wedding clothes.
Happiness emanated clearly on the faces of the two of them, although there was still a tinge of red hue on each other's faces to make the designer feel astonished.
"It looks like you're so happy, Fathir" said designer Mitha. He still has family ties to Fathir though far away.
"of course. Is there a person who is not happy if they want to marry?" sahut Fathir was quick.
"Sad. Maybe your future wife would want to be with a man like you gini," Mitha's lips made Fathir immediately grunt.
Mitha herself was shocked when she heard the news of Fathir's marriage. He himself knew how the man's family was doing, and he was very close to Fathir's late wife.
"Your husband looks very happy, Claris. You no longer need to worry about it, or feel guilty for what happened in the past. Now he's fine, and he's got a very nice woman. Be calm there, my friend." Mitha closed her eyes at a glance as Clarissa's shadow flashed. The shadow of the woman smiled at him, until tears involuntarily dripped from the corner of his eyes.
Swing who saw Mitha shed tears looked staring in wonder and worry. He then approached the woman, while Fathir was already sitting on the sofa.
"Sorry, are you okay?" ask Swing slowly.
Mitha blinked her eyes when she heard someone's voice. He then smiled when he saw Ayun while wiping the tear marks on her face.
"Are you okay?" ask Ayun back.
Mitha nodded her head. "I'm doing fine. Thank you for making Fathir smile again, and making him so happy. Thank you." Thank you." He grasped both of Swing's hands gently.
Ayun felt stunned, a moment later she nodded her head. "Don't thank me, Madam. All the happiness that Fathir feels comes from Allah, while I am only his intermediary."
Mitha smiled happily upon hearing that. "Call me Mitha. Can we be friends?" He looked at Ayun expectantly.
"Of course, Mitha," Ayun replied as she nodded her head.
The two of them then laughed together while familiarizing themselves with each other, making Fathir who had been paying attention to come smiling happily.
"Because I saw Mitha, I remembered you, Claris. Maybe it's time I came to visit you. I will also bring my future wife" muttered Fathir.
After everything was done, Fathir and Ayun left the place. The weather that was hot turned a little cloudy and windy, making cool air into a car whose glass was open.
"Can we go somewhere before we go home?" fathir asked without turning his head.
"Are we going to the flower garden again?" sahut Ayun while looking suspiciously.
Fathir shook his head. "If now there is no time, especially the weather wants to rain like this. We'll stop somewhere else."
Swing nodded his head. He then said no matter the origin of not until the night, fear of rain and they have not until the house makes others feel worried.
Fathir stopped his car at the flower shop before reaching his destination, leaving Ayun frowning in confusion.
"Wait here for a while, I'll be back" Fathir said as he opened his car door and walked out of it.
Swing just kept silent while following Fathir with the look in his eyes. "He really likes flowers." He felt kagun with Fathir's love of flowers, even to the point of buying them like this.
Not long after, Fathir returned to the car with two large bouquets of flowers in his hand.
"Take it, this flower is just as beautiful as your smile" said Fathir as he gave Ayun a bouquet of green roses.
Ayun's face met red when she heard Fathir's words. "Thank you." He received the flower with great pleasure.
Fathir then put another bouquet of flowers into the back seat, after which he returned to drive the car to the destination.
Swing looked around the place when Fathir's car had stopped on the side of the road. "Are we going on a pilgrimage?" He asked while staring at Fathir.
Fathir nodded his head. "really. Come on, we gotta hurry before it rains."
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Tbc.