1 METER OF FOOT
HIS EMOTIONAL OUTBURST WAS

The meeting is currently underway. Emyr also noticed his employees who were presenting their work in front. Emyr's eyes were looking straight ahead. But his mind somehow flew to where.

Yep! We're back at Emyr again. The man whose good looks are a million people. A neat thin beard actually adds to the impression of a pleasing manly to the eye for Emyr. Having a beard only Emyr looks very handsome, let alone not have, it would certainly be more handsome.

It seemed like the good looks Emyr had didn't make him feel comfortable. Because it is useless to have good looks, because women who approach it only look at the physical, if not yes! Look at his thick wallet.

Emyr saturated! Aye! Emyr does feel bored. Because every woman who approaches him, everything is just his will, no one is sincere. The heart cannot be lied to. From his eyes only Emyr could see how the nature of women who tried to approach him.

Besides the strong science of religion in the heart. Emyr himself was reluctant to approach the name dating. He wanted ta'aruf and got married immediately. But whatever the power, even candidates until now he does not have.

Actually, Emyr does not matter if it is betrothed by his two parents. But from the first look only if Emyr's heart feels irregular or likes, Yes! he will rebel like yesterday. Go alone at the meeting of two families.

"Mr Emyr! Is there anything you want to question again?" ask the employee who is present in front.

"Mr Emyr!" call the employee again.

The eyes of all the meeting participants were fixed on Emyr who was currently biting the ballpoint pen while looking straight ahead.

The secretary who saw Emyr was instead cool in daydreaming, trying to resuscitate him. "Mr Emyr!" whispered the secretary.

"Oh, what's wrong?" Emyr looked surprised.

Emyr then realized with the eye code of his secretary. He was embarrassed to be seen by all his employees at this time.

"I'm sorry. I'm in a lot of work, so a little can't concentrate."

"Can we continue next time. All your work, which you have completed, give it to my secretary. Excuse me!"

Emyr immediately left the meeting room without waiting for answers from his employees first.

Emyr, who had entered his study, immediately loosened his tie which seemed to strangle his neck.

"I can't keep this up. I need to find a future wife. Other than my ripe age, my ears are not at home to hear my mother ask for grandchildren and daughter-in-law!"

Emyr spoke to himself as he gulped down a glass of water on his desk.

"But how can I find a wife who is in accordance with what I want?" Emyr spoke in his heart, staring out the window of his office on the highest floor.

Putting his hands in his pants pocket, Emyr prayed in his heart. "Yes Allah. If the soul of the servant is near, find Allah. If the soul mate of the servant is still far away, please guide the servant to be able to find him immediately."

That day Emyr's mind was blank. He could not concentrate at all on working. Because his mind is fixed with his soul mate who is out of nowhere.

Leaving Emyr. Switch again to our stupid man. Who else if not Imran.

Imran who had left from the front of Shanum's house, he chose not to go straight home. Instead of visiting the house Dyah different village.

Dyah who was sunbathing with baby Fatiyah in front of the house, was quite surprised to see the arrival of her older brother. During Imran's illness, Dyah had not visited him at all. Because he was still angry with Imran's stupid attitude.

"Mas Imran!" dyah's expression looked surprised.

"Eh, Imran boy!" said Dyah's in-law with a friendly face.

It just so happened that Dyah's in-laws were playing to Dyah's house, to see her granddaughter.

"Come Nak! Please come in" said Dyah's father-in-law again.

Imran just smiled as he greeted Dyah's in-laws politely. And he immediately sat in the living room of Dyah's house after being invited in by Dyah's in-laws earlier.

"Sana Dyah's. Make a drink first for your sister. Biar Fatiyah's. It was just my mother who brought him."

Dyah smiled and nodded his head at his mother-in-law. After giving baby Fatiyah to her mother-in-law, Dyah immediately made a drink for Imran. While the father-in-law Dyah had chosen to say goodbye to Imran, after showing the baby Fatiyah to Imran for a while.

As a mother-in-law too. Dyah's in-laws deeply regretted the attitude of Mu'idah and Imran's mother who behaved like that to Shanum. Although Dyah's mother-in-law did not know Shanum very well. But she was very sure, if Shanum was a good woman.

"It's Mas! At first drink the tea."

Imran just nodded his head and smiled faintly at Dyah.

Dyah did not want to start talking first, otherwise Imran invited him to speak.

"Mas here just wanted to ask you something, Dyah!"

"Ask what?" Dyah.

"You must know where Shanum went. Aye!"

"Please tell Mas. Where's Shanum going Dyah!"

Dyah smiled slantingly and mockingly. "Why are you looking for Shanum's mom? Didn't Dyah hear wrong?"

"Or is it because Mas' sexy wife can't serve Mas well?" dyah Syndir.

"Mas just asked where Shanum went. Why are you even talking about the others Dyah!"

"Well! It's free to find Shanum's mom. Shanum's sister has been married to a rich and handsome man since a month ago. Yesterday Dyah came to attend her very grand and luxurious wedding."

Imran who heard, immediately stood up from his seat. "You must be lying, Dyah is the same!"

And Deyah answered him casually. "For what Dyah lied to Mas. What's in it for Dyah?"

"If Shanum is married to the man you mean. Where to see the picture! I want to see the evidence for myself."

Before answering the words of his brother. Dyah also stood up first from his seat. "Mas! Is that what Shanum is? Ngaca Mas's! Scream!"

"Until now Dyah will not show photos of Shanum and her husband. Because Dyah doesn't want to ruin Shanum's happiness anymore!"

"And what did you forget? If in the mas house there is a genie who is ready to pounce on Mas at any time, if Mas is caught saving photos mbak Shanum!"

Imran still quietly listened to Dyah who spoke at length to him.

"Dah rarely visited there again. But Dyah knows very well. Whatever happened to Mas and the mother who had been used as a maid as well as his favorite daughter-in-law."

"Dyeah!" Imran raised his right hand to slap Dyah, but managed to hold it.

"What!" Dyah was very brave to challenge the brother.

"Mas wants to slap Dyah like Mas slapped Shanum first?"

Dyah then took Imran's hand and he stuck it to his cheek. "Slap me! Slap it!"

"How would Mas feel, if Dyah was treated like that by Mas Malik and Dyah's mother-in-law? Is Mas Imran happy and happy?"

"Jawab Mas! Answer!" yelled Dyah in front of Imran's face.

Dyah was really sick of seeing Imran's face. And the play of Dyah can be exactly the same as the play of Laila. Because just after Laila reached her house, Laila immediately contacted Dyah and told her everything.

Dyah was not angry when Laila licked her older brother. Because Imran deserves it. Uh! Not to mention, Imran also visited his home. And it happened like this. Dyah vented his emotions to Imran.

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...~TBC~...