Your Uncle Is My Soul
Chapters. 7. Zaidan Khaizan Rudiyatmo's

Elsewhere, Mey was still sobbing lamenting her own fate. He could not imagine if he would marry the man he did not love at all. Just know not let alone to fall in love with her future husband.

"There's no way Bisma's coming tomorrow, I'm definitely deliberately just stalling our time, should I ask to meet the man named Zaidan so that we can talk and I can ask him to call off our marriage? Hmm it seems like this is the last thing I can do," Mey said as she wiped her tears.

His eyes were swollen, his nose was swollen all day he was crying and lamenting his fate. Mey walks towards her youngest sister Meysa's room. He wanted to ask the number of the man who would marry him in two days.

"So, aren't you asleep?" Mey said from behind the door.

Meysa looked at the clock on the wall of her room.

"It's been almost twelve in the night, hasn't Mey slept?" Squeak Meysa.

Meysa who had not slept immediately opened the door of her room without answering the question from her brother, because she did not want to make her parents wake up from her sleep. Without waiting for long, Mey immediately fell into his sister's room. Meysa frowned at the surrounding situation before closing the door to her room.

"Well do you know Zaidan's phone number? His son is his friend father," he added Mey who did not wait for long immediately said the intention and intent of his arrival.

Meysa chuckled at the reaction and attitude of her eldest brother," God, brother sat down first why, this play directly ask everything if you can take a deep breath and exhale slowly and then talk," candanya Meisya who understood with the anxiety and fear felt by her brother.

Mey patted Meysa on the forehead, "now it's not time to relax or linger, I want to meet that guy and it's very important, so just help me out this time," hope Meylani asks for Meysa's help.

"Well I'll be serious, sister, do you remember that number that called you four days ago?" Ask Sya.

Meylani immediately remembered the incident, "ohh that's when Mama told me to go home?" Ask Mey back.

"Yups, that phone number used by my mother is her phone number for her future husband, sister," replied Sya.

Meylani was surprised to hear the words of her sister, she did not expect that the man she had compared her face with Bhishma was her future husband. The man she unintentionally admired.

"So he's that Zaidan guy?" He muttered Mey while sitting himself on the soft bed of his sister.

"If you want to connect Mas Zai to that number only, Mas Zai is good, I'm sure you have nothing to lose marrying him" he said.

Meylani without saying another word went straight from inside her sister's room. Mey went into her room and immediately looked for Zaidan's phone number which she named handsome. Mey became embarrassed because clearly he had acknowledged the good looks of the man who would become his future priest.

"I hope that after talking to Mas Zaidan Mr. Mey can change his decision and stance so far, I just hope their marriage is smooth, O God."

Mey immediately fiddled with her phone screen and searched for Zaidan's phone number, Mey saw whatshap number Zaidan was still active.

"It's almost one o'clock in the evening this guy is still active, when it's already midnight if it's possible to communicate with his girlfriend who might also ask to cancel our marriage" he guessed from Mey.

"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim, Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wa barakatuh," he said from across the phone with his baritone voice as if tickling Mey's ear.

Meylani who heard the greeting call from across the phone immediately fell silent to the words of Zaidan who only said the greeting.

"The voice can hypnotize me so I don't know what to say" Mey said.

"Hello... hello.. Mey you're okay right?" Ask from across the phone.

So melodious and resolute voice from Zaidan makes Meylani as if hesitant and reluctant to talk.

"Waalaikum hail" Mey replied.

Zaidan Khaizan Rudiyatmo was smiling happily, as for the first time he heard the voice of his future wife speaking for a long time directly in his ear. Although it has been previously but, only through loud speakers only.

The corner of his lips lifted to the top so pleased Mey who took the initiative to call him first.

"Mas Zai, can we meet tomorrow at Popsa's cafe?" Ask Mey who has been talking for days.

"How many hours does our deck meet?" Ask back to Zaidan.

Zaidan is a man who from the first time he saw Mey immediately liked her and fell in love at her first sight. Until Zaidan has pledged an oath to himself if Mey should be his life companion later.

"Badda dzuhur we meet Mas, if that's why I closed the phone was late at night because it's not good also sleep too late at night let alone have to stay up late," Meysa said before hanging up her phone.

Zaidan smiled, hearing what seemed to Mey to care and care for him.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh" his great-grandson Mey before turning off her phone connection.

Mey stood on the balcony of her room while watching Dy's vehicle pass down there. The direction of his gaze was fixed on several motorists, but the contents of his mind breezed to and fro to Kuala Lumpur Malaysia.

Hopefully my meeting tomorrow can make and convince Brother Zai to immediately decide our matchmaking. I could not afford to be God if I had to marry another man, but I was also unable and unwilling to be an ungodly child who defied the wishes and will of both my parents.

Elsewhere, a man wearing only a plain black t-shirt stood in front of his bedroom window with a meaningful smile.

I'm sure if you ask to see me because you want to break our matchmaking relationship, I'm sure of that. But I can't possibly agree to that because I love you so much. There is no woman more beautiful than you who can change this feeling for you.

Meylani Ramadhani remember once I go forward to justify you, I will never back down the coming apocalypse nor will I back down. Even I was determined to make you fall in love with me someday, but by the way who is the man she has loved, why am I so hard to figure out?