The Marriage of Haram II
#07

Meanwhile.

Nazril was still lying casually inside his room. He could not close his eyes. Somehow he suddenly remembered the woman who had just returned his wallet. If it wasn't for being honest, he wouldn't have found his wallet again. He had lost his wallet several times, but only this time his wallet was back in one piece.

Nazril sighed and smiled. He suddenly thought about the woman. Not only because of his honesty in returning the wallet and its contents intact, but there was something different, which was now beating in his heart. The woman's face was perfectly summed up in her memory when she saw it for only a few minutes. For some reason, his heart was so impressed that deep. Was he really interested in a woman this time? But judging from his face, he was sure the woman was married. If you can guess, his age may be more or less the same as his current age. Although it looks pale, the woman's face looks shady and reassuring people who see it.

"ah!

Nazril let out a short sigh and tilted his body. He closed his eyes, trying to force him to fall asleep immediately.

Nazril. The phone lying next to him sounded vibrate twice. He grabbed it and opened the incoming short message.

"It's sleeping, brother,"

Nazril scrunched his forehead. The short message from an unknown number made him smile. He has received such short messages too often. But as long as his number isn't on his phone's contact list, he won't answer it.

Nazril put the phone back. He looked back at the ceiling.

The phone is back vibrating. Nazril nodded back. He forgot to block the number. If not, the unknown person who texted him would not be bored bothering him.

Nazril grabbed his phone back. He will almost delete the short message that appears if he does not see a name listed there.

"Sorry, disturb. I'm Amiro,"

Nazril scrunched his forehead. Isn't Amiro currently in her sister's room? inner Nazril.

Ah, maybe he needs something. It's also possible that Pipit's asleep.

Nazril got up and leaned back his body. He was seen starting to press the mobile phone button.

"I haven't slept. Is there anything I can help you with?

Nazril waited for a while.

"No, Brother. I just want to know. Brother healthy?"

Nazril again scrunched his forehead. Why did Amira get to this late night not sleeping and texted her just to ask her how she was doing? Nazril. Amiro is among Pipit's friends who Pipit most often invited to stay at his home. Pipit may be asleep and Amiro needs a friend to talk to.

"I'm doing fine. It's late at night. You slept huh?

Nazril again sent a reply to Amiro.After a while waiting, a text reply Amiro came.

Nazril smiled and put his phone on the bed. He laid back his body, but after a while, he woke up again. Peeing that he had long held disturbed his comfort. He got up and went straight to the bathroom.

"Amiro?" nazril said when he saw Amiro sitting in the living room chair. Amiro smiled and lowered her face. Because he could no longer hold his pee, Nazril just left Amiro to go to the bathroom.

"Well, you haven't slept yet" Nazril said upon returning from the bathroom. He sat in a chair, in front of Amiro.

Amiro smiles.

"Yes, Brother. Unsleepy. I was bored in the room constantly," said Amiro blushingly lowering his face. He quietly glanced towards Nazril. He immediately pulled back his face when Nazril noticed it. Amiro's face flushed.

"Are the Chips asleep?" ask Nazril. He tried to look like he did not pay attention to Amiro's behavior.

"Yes, Brother. He went to bed after he drove Milna home.

Nazril looked at Amiro's face. He looked around the quiet. The sound of rain was still heard on the roof of the house. Nazril started to feel uneasy. He sighs.

"Okay, Amiro. I think I'm getting sleepy. I'm going to the room first. You rest there too" Nazril said as he got up from his seat. Amiro nodded and smiled. His gaze did not turn away from staring at Nazril's body until he was no longer seen behind the door of his room.

Amiro laid her body slowly beside Pipit asleep. He still smiled to himself as he directed his gaze to the ceiling of the room. His heart still felt racing. The scent of Nazril's body was still felt on his nose. This was his first step in attracting Nazril's attention. He was sure, in the future Nazril would eventually understand that he loved her. For too long he harbored his feelings for Nazril. As a woman whose steps are limited, she feels awkward to express her own feelings. But now he doesn't want to bother. Just fine if women express their feelings first. Moreover, the man is a good man and perfect to be a companion for life. The views of the people around Nazril barely gave a gap to his flaws. Nazril has everything. Handsome, authoritative, kind and well established. Everything is in Nazril. He is already four-headed. But the aura of his good looks was still emanating on his face. He wants Nazril. There are many ways to attract his attention. Including asking for help Pipit.

Amiro gave a long sigh. He tried to close his eyes while continuing to imagine the face of Nazril and his dreams if he had become Nazril's girlfriend. She will stay in that mansion and become Miss Nazril. He no longer needs to think about work after graduation. Honestly speaking. He wants after graduation to be married immediately on the condition that there are candidates who are already well established in terms of economics. He had already buried deep in his hatred for Milna who had taken Kusuma's attention away from him. They haven't dated, but Kusuma wants Milna more than he does. And his hope is dashed to pursue Kusuma's love because Kusuma has been frank that he only wants Milna. Although Milna herself did not respond to Kusuma's love, but she felt that she had been stepped over by veiled village girls like Milna. At first he felt angry and hated, especially to Milna. Even for about a month, he refused to meet or be with Milna as before. But when he feels he has high hopes of having Nazril, he tries to reconcile and get along with Milna.

Amiro sighed with a smile. He agreed with the sleepiness that never visited his eyes. He wants to stay awake, even in the morning. His hope of a love affair between himself and Nazril had become a strong conviction. That someday, Nazril will really be his. That's what made him try not to hate Milna anymore.

Amiro turned towards Pipit. Pipit snoring made him smile. Pipit is the next hope to carry out his mission to get Nazril. Pipit had signaled to himself to try to get Nazril. With the help of Pipit, he was sure things would get easier. Amiro let out a long sigh while straightening her legs. The smile from her thin lips was unceasingly sweet. His hopeful gaze was like it was bringing him into his imaginary world.

The night is getting late. The drizzling sound that still sounded, like the music of a deep introduction to sleep of the night dwellers.

Milna woke up from her sleep when she heard several coughs from the side. The atmosphere inside the dark room made his hands fumble beside him. His mother was not beside him. He immediately got up and stepped towards the stop contact and turned on the lights. The atmosphere inside the room instantly became bright. He saw Siti Nur sitting while holding her chest at the side of the bed. He seems to have trouble breathing. Milna's approaching. Bottled water on the table was taken. The cough of Siti Nur broke again. Milna sat. After opening the bottle, he gave it to Siti Nur. Siti Nur's back in her swab slowly.

"We went to the Clinic, Mom. Mother should be examined. If the mother persists feeling that it's okay, Milna is afraid that the mother's illness is getting worse" Milna said. Siti Nur was silent. He returned the drink to his mouth until it ran out. Milna's hand was then held.

"No, Son. Mom is okay. Usually, if you have drunk water, the mother's cough immediately subsides." Siti Nur held onto Milna's shoulder and smiled faintly. Milna's face kept changing. A sense of worry emanated from his face. This time he tried to invite his mother to go for treatment. But her mother always refused. Her mother could no longer hide her health. This time he had to force his mother to seek treatment. He will not be calm if he does not know his mother's illness.

"No, Ma. Come on, Milna's gonna take mom to the clinic." Milna got up and stepped towards the closet. He pulled out a jacket from it. The jacket was then placed on Siti Nur's body. Siti Nur's face looked unhappy. He got up and stepped towards the stop contact. The lights in the room were then turned off. The atmosphere in the room was dark again. Milna just stood there in the middle of the darkness. He only heard the sound of the bed. Apparently Siti Nur had laid her body on the bed. Milna gave a long sigh. His mother had given him a signal of his displeasure as he continued to be forced.

Milna moved her legs slowly towards the bed. Slowly he laid his body beside Siti Nur.