
All back to normal, Feby has healed and can move as usual again.
Nando is also still busy with his work, but strangely he no longer dares to face Feby for too long. I don't know why, just don't want to involve feelings. His figure turned cold, colder than usual, as cold as it was. His world was empty, wanting to forget Feby, while he observed a green leaf card with a green toska alloy. Name cards that said Kenzo, belong to the famous ustadz that will make us enjoy with Islamic speakers in a logical way.
Nando hesitated, he thought religion made people dull and stiff. Restrained and deprived of freedom, but hesitates about his life. Is it true that freedom is the key to happiness, while he has earned it, but his heart is still empty and arid untouched.
'Is my thinking wrong?', he doesn't know. But he confidently carried his right thumb typing a 12-digit number on an expensive iPhone, with 512GB of storage space.
Somehow he felt nervous, there was a part of him who declared to cancel the call, someone stated to continue.
However, he continued the call, until the voice of the adult and crisp male, greeted him with greetings.
"Assalamu'allaikum, I'm Furqon Cahyono, with whom and what need?" ask a greeting from sebrang.
Nando was silent for a moment, "wa-wa'allaikumsalam, can we meet?" Whats? What kind of question it was, but the sound of sebrang made Nando realize.
"Hehe, sorry who you used to be, don't rush" he said with a small ruckus.
"I, Fernando Zach. You can call me Zach or Nando. I.." haven't been able to continue.
"Masyaa Allah, I am honored to be called by a famous businessman. Why do you want to meet me?" ask from sebrang, still with a pleasant tone.
"You know me?" nando asked in surprise.
"Alhamdulillah, almost every week you enter the time line of business news in Indonesia. I happen to be following the business news too."
"Oh like that apparently," Nando took a breath, he was not good at casual speech.
"I'll explain why I want to meet you, when we meet later. How about Monday at 1 to 3?" asked Nando glanced at the schedule on his patch.
"I have a study schedule for one hour, from 1 to 2. Maybe it can only be half an hour, from after filling out the study while waiting for the sharp time. Later after the asar can be connected there is an hour."
Nando thought again, half 4 he had to meet with clients. Finally he was willing to shift his time, to meet the ustadz.
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"So you're called Feby? The kid who was kidnapped at the time went to the hospital?" tanyanya.
Feby swallowed his own saliva, "really ma'am!" answers down.
"Mom, she was kidnapped also because of the company. Don't talk anymore!" nando held back his anger.
"Design just keep Nan, you dipeletah same him?" cynical.
Feby was surprised, he looked at Riana did not understand, why be pellets all the way?
"Please mom, don't go fishing!" a stern warning from Nando.
"How is Nan fishing? You should go to optics like that. What do you see from a girl like her? What do you see of him until you intend to treat him all?" riana's nagging was dissatisfied.
The Native American woman looked at Feby sharply, clearly the quiet little girl was frightened by the situation. However, he still ventured to clarify.
"Sorry ma'am, but what happened why did you say I missed Zach, and who exactly wants to be proposed to Mr Zach? Why am I involved here?"
"You don't have to be so innocent!" Riana tightly replied.
"Mom!" Riana was silent, then Nando turned to look at the bewildered Feby.
"I'm sorry Feb, I did have the intention to propose you to be my wife, but..." Nando stopped his words when he saw Feby's flat expression with a blank look.
"Feb!" call Nando to wake Feby up from his daydream.