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Episode 42's. Permana Request

Mirza drives its silver sports car at high speed. His roar sounded so fierce that it broke the crowd of the night streets. Until in the parking area of MA Hospital, then Mirza stopped the speed of his car.

He got out of the car and headed for Faaz's room. Throughout the endless journey nurses or doctors who cross with him become reverent. There are also those who say hello or greet immediately.

"Good night, sir..."

"Night..."

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat...Mister"

"Council*..."

And so on until d came right in front of the door of Faaz's room. Once or twice, Mirza knocked on the door before the owner of the room made a sound to enter.

"Now..."

Mirza turned the doorknob and pushed it wide open.

"Hey, Za. Come inside. Knock on the door of everything..."

"I'm afraid you're alone with a pretty girl"

"Ah, there's-there's just..."

"Who knows. You're making out..."

"If I make out, I make sure only with Arumi..."

"Fuck you, Faaz..."

"Haha...Never mind. There's more to it than that. Come here." take Faaz to get Mirza to a computer at Faaz's desk.

Mirza also according to Faaz's invitation. Though there were a myriad of questions that filled his heart.

"Sit down...."

Faaz's words were like orders for Mirza, so Mirza just followed him. Then Faaz opened the latest computer.

"What is this, Faaz...?" mirza asked as a number of health analyses opened up before her.

"This is the result of Mr. Permana's CT-SCAN, Arumi's father..."

Deg.

Mirza. His heart stopped beating. He was convinced that something had happened to his future father-in-law. It was impossible for nothing to happen if Faaz was so worried and asked him to see her immediately.

"According to the confession of Mr. Permana some time, he often experienced extraordinary headaches. Sometimes he loses his sight..."

"What are your observations?"

"End stage brain tumor..."

"Astaghfirullah...."

Mirza rubbed her face repeatedly. Heart's fretting. He could not imagine how Arumi would react when he learned of this news.

"Did Mister Permana know it?"

"It has. And the surgery advice has been given with all possibilities"

"What was his response then...?"

"Choose for road medication rather than surgery'

"What are the risks of the surgery that led my father-in-law to refuse him?"

"Permanent blindness, and paralysis..."

Mirza breathed rice. His eyes were still staring at the computer that was still on.

"It's worth it." said Mirza Lirih, but had heard Faaz.

"What's up?'

"Dad asked me to marry Arumi immediately when we met at the cafe this afternoon. Suddenly, Dad said it. Maybe that's one of the causes."

"Maybe...'

"Then what's your plan? Is there anything I can do?"

"If you can persuade Mr. Permana to perform the operation. Even though it is a big risk, we still have to take the small possibility. I originally wanted to tell Arumi, but I stopped. I don't think I can, Za"

"Yes, I get it. I did too"

Drrt.

Drrt.

Drrt.

Mirza's phone is back. Mirza frowned when she found out the caller.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Dad..."

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat...Where, Son"

"Meet a friend. What's up, Dad? There's something Mirza can help you with"

"none. I just want to talk to you. Can you come home for a second, Za?"

"Now...?"

"If Mirza doesn't mind. But if you're busy or tired, tomorrow's okay..."

"Mirza doesn't mind, Dad. Em, then Mirza just slid into Dad's house.."

"Thank you, Za..."

"No need to hesitate, Dad..."

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..."

"Wa'alaikumussalam..."

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"I say yes, doctor Faaz. We'll talk again..."

"I knew. That's a country call. Haha....Don't forget to persuade your father-in-law, Mr. Mirza" Faaz said as Mirza passed away.

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"Ah, may Mirza be willing.." muttered Permana.

His eyes stared at the sparkle of the pond water that was flushed by the moonlight. There was an agitated gurat clearly drawn on his face and the tip of his gaze. Every now and then Permana sighed which felt heavy to him.

Eight o'clock past fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes after Permana called Mirza.

"Father there, Mbok..."

"Thank you for the information. But I want to see my father. Thank you, mbok..."

"Yes, Sir..."

Mirza stepped quickly towards the place Mbok Parmi meant. Sometimes his eyes stared at the window of the room which was still bright by the light of the lamp. The sign of the owner is still not in his dreams.

"What are you doing, Arumi. Just two hours I left, I've been missing.." Mirza's inner self as she unraveled a smile.

Mirza stopped for a moment. His eyes looked for the figure of Permana under the garden lamp lander. Mirza also resumed his steps after successfully finding the figure he sought.

"Assalamu'alaikum.." said Mirza.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat...Sit here, Za"

"Thank you, Dad..."

"What do you want to drink, Za?"

"No, Dad. Thank you"

"Come with Daddy..."

"Hehe...Em, tea can be the same as Dad"

"Sir Danu, please tea one yes..."

"Well, sir." said Danu while nodding in reverence.

Permana sighed. It felt heavy to him again. Then Permana's eyes turned to stare fixedly at Mirza.

"Za, I'd like to ask you a favor"

"What help, Dad? If I could, Mirza would've petrified Dad"

"You can do it, son. Em, I want you to take over Dad's company. Counting for Arumi. Since Arumi isn't ready then I'm giving it to you. I'm sure you're capable of..."

"But, Dad. Isn't there, Dad. Why did Mirza have to interfere"

"Za, this father is old. I want my company to fall into the right hands, which is you, Za. There's no one more appropriate than Mirza, the father's son"

The word that was thrown from Permana's lips trembled slightly. There was pain in every word and look in his eyes.

"Mirza was sure something had happened. It's good Dad told Mirza the truth"

"There's nothing. I just feel old. Oya, can't your marriage with Daddy's daughter be accelerated? I want to see you guys happy"

"Well, if Mirza really wants that. But Mirza also appreciates Arumi's wishes"

"Can't you grant Arumi's wish? A show or a job?"

"It could be, Dad. But you know how stubborn the father's daughter is. Mirza fears Mirza's help will be rejected outright by Arumi. Or worse, it would be misinterpreted..."

"Dad's sure you can handle it. Just make it look like it's not for your help. Can it be like that? The time of the number one businessman in Indonesia can not strive for such trivial things. Hehe..."

"Ah, Dad. Weight.heavy if it has brought the number one entrepreneur. Hahaha...."

"Can you?"

"Goddessa...Mirza try"

"Alhamdulillah...I'm glad to hear that. Two weeks is the limit..."

"Ready, Ndan...!"

"Well, so donk" said Permana while patting Mirza on the shoulder. And ended with a warm hug.

"Mirza knows, Well the cause of all this. May all of my hopes be fulfilled. And Mirza will try to help Dad.." Inner Mirza while returning Permana's warm embrace.

"Sister Mirza....!" said Arumi who was just standing not far from the two.

"Hey.." said Mirza when he realized his name was called the girl he loved so much.

"What else is planned?" ask Arumi with a ketus tone.

"Bad kid...! It was as if speculating" Permana said while pulling Arumi sitting between him and Mirza.

"Ndok..listen to Dad just this once"

"Dad, did Arumi not listen to Dad all this time?"

"Haha...Arumi always listens, Dad. But this has to do with what Arumi always refused. So I asked Arumi to listen and grant my request..."

"Married?"

"Yes, Ndok. Marry Mirza"

"Yes, Dad. Arumi agrees. But..."

"Lecture? The show? If father and Mirza can grant it is Arumi ready to marry Mirza soon?"

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Arumi remained silent. His heart is beating great. His eyes glanced at Mirza who was just sitting quietly next to him.

"Batman's trap, his name. Arumi knows what the hell you can't do? The man on my right. Once the hand is turned all. But, Dad..."

"Wait first. What does it mean to turn the hand all over? I won't give you help so easily. You have to try yourself. Sorry, Dad. This time Mirza couldn't help. Arumi had to try herself..."

"Good then. I also do not want the help of my brother." said Arumi as it passed.

"Great you, Za. From father turned into brother." whispered Permana.

"Haha...!"

"Cursue, Za. Don't give it a saggy..."

"Yes, Dad." said Mirza as she passed.

"Busyet nieh father-in-law. A little bit of a wok as well. Haha.goodbye. I'm getting PD because of his support. Mirza Spirit...!" inner Mirza.

The steps are getting longer and longer to line Arumi's fingers. And Mirza also managed to grab Arumi's hand. With a single blow, Arumi's steps came to a halt. And because of the shock no doubt Arumi's body staggered backwards. Mirza is not the name if it cannot reach a body that is only 150 cm tall with a weight of 60 kg. Mirza held Arumi close.

"I love you so much, Arumi..."

"Egh..."

"You'll have to submit a proposal for a painting show to me tomorrow afternoon at my office. There is no rejection, for I do not accept rejection. If you don't hand it over, then I assume you deliberately avoided marriage with me..."

"Egh..."

Mirza straightened up Arumi's body and left Arumi who was still dumbstruck while staring at Mirza's departure.

"Don't forget tomorrow afternoon...!!!" mirza shouted as she got into the car and drove away.

"Letters..kesel! Men just want to. Look out...!" said Arumi.