The Blocked Love of Amnesia
Ahmadis? Part II

Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi. Bismillaahirrahmaanirrahim. Ready to be carefuliiiii, because the more here will be more nyesek, there are household problems. Make me cry. Especially if you have arrived at the scene, Arghh nangis kejer. Okay, please read and prepare your heart anyway. Just reading yes. This is the previous episode:

*Ahmad grabbed my face then gently stroked my right cheek. I was silent for a moment. Spontaneously I stared at the brown eye bead. Tranquilize.

Ahmad shed tears and grabbed my body, gently hugged. Warmth extends throughout the body. I'm still silent. I wanted to throw him out for this sassness, but comfort erased that intention.

"Mother was sick, before she left, she wanted you to marry me. At first you refused the match. Because your heart has filled it." Ahmad says.

I'm still silent in his arms*.

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"You remember, honey? I once said that the love given by God is more eternal than the love arising from the desire of lust."

I try to understand his words. The love of God's gift is more eternal than the love that arises from lustful desire. Whatdoes thatmean?

Ahmad took off the hug. Then I turned to look at my face deeply.

"You know the love story of Asir and Damha?"

I'm shaking.

"Would you like to hear the story?"

I'm silent. I was nervous when I saw his face up close.

"You must be tired, I'll take you to the room, yeah. You have to rest a lot. We'll tell you next time, if you've gone cold." Further.

I felt hypnotized, but I just complied. I don't know, there was a strange feeling when he looked at his bead.

I walked with him into the house.

O Allah, give me back my mind as soon as possible.

* * *

I woke up, it was seven in the morning. I'm late. Soon I go to the bathroom. Then wear an office shirt and a skirt that exceeds the knee length. I combed my hair neatly. I'll let.

I immediately picked up my bag, wallet and brought my phone. I must be bad luck.

I hurried out of the house, ran towards the highway and Alhamdulillah met ojeg there.

At half-eight I reached my destination. The streets are not so jammed.

I pressed the elevator button. A scream called my name from behind. I let it go, I'm busy!

Trings. Elevator door opens. I immediately went in and headed to my destination floor.

So-called me.

Wait, my place why would anyone occupy? Who her? How dare I sit in my chair! Huhft, patient Risa.

"Ekhem," I cleared my throat.

The woman looked. "Yes? Any need with Mr Andrea?" tanyanya friendly.

"Why are you sitting in my place? You who?" without me knowing I was snapping at him.

"I'm the secretary, Mr. Andrea," he replied.

I'll chimed in immediately. "I'm his secretary!"

"You don't have to interrupt my work, yeah!" it makes my emotions go up.

I'm breaking the table. Woah, why am I being so rude?

"I'm Andrea's secretary!!!"

"Better you go before I call security!" jumawa.

Crick. Andrea's door was open.

"What's up, Beautiful?" andrea asked the woman. Oh, her name is beautiful. Huh, it's unethical, the name is beautiful but the attitude is not beautiful at all!!! So just as soon as I see it. Huh, patience. In front of me is Andrea, I have to take care of the image.

"Rise?" Andrea turned her head towards me and was shocked by my arrival.

"Please explain, Andrea! Why did he become your secretary! You fished me out? And replace me with him?"

"meaning?" Andrea scrunched her forehead.

"Risa," she cried. Who her? Kupicukan. Ah him! Which he said my husband. "Why did you come here?" tanyakanya.

"I work!" My answer.

Everyone's staring. Suddenly I felt very dizzy. I'm shrewd, Ahmad is supporting my body.

I looked at the ceiling. What's wrong with me? I feel weird now.

Jlepa. Black and silent. I closed my eyes.

* * *

I opened my eyes, I was in Ahmad's room. Ahmad smiled and saw me. Then he gave me a glass of water. I got up from my bed and gulped down the water.

"Thank you," I cried.

Ahmad poked his pants pocket after a ringing sound came from there.

"Just a minute, yeah, I'm gonna pick up the phone first."

I'm nodding. He walked away from me and stood on the balcony of the room.

There was something heard from Ahmad's interview with the person who called him.

"OK,"

"Please check on him, sir, and what about the proof of the car? If you have any information, contact me immediately."

"Thank you. Assalamu'alaikum,"

I just heard that. Who did Ahmad call, huh?

Ahmad went inside and sat down beside me who was still a weak throw on the bed.

"Risa, do you remember Reanaldi?"

I'm nodding. Ah Renaldi, the nice guy I like. Uh, so miss him. She how are you? I never saw him in the hospital, did I? Just in the office, why, I didn't see him, huh? Hmmm ... Renaldiii.

Ahmad said something, making my daydreams about Renaldi crumble.

"At that time, before you crashed, you sent me a message if you want to go with Renaldi, you share the location."

Mimik Ahmad's face turned sad, "then I nyusulin you go there," he continued

"Continue?"

"You are unconscious. I immediately called the police to take care of Renaldi's car. Dan, you know what? Renaldi was also seriously injured in the accident. He's still in the hospital, and the police said he just regained consciousness this morning."

I shut my mouth. It's so bad Renaldi.

"But I think something's weird." Ahmad.

I refocused on him.

"You were in an accident, but when I let you know, I didn't find Renaldi in the car, and you were sitting in the driving seat. Automatically, the one driving the car must be you."

Huh huh? Since when can I drive a car? Ish ish, I am amnesiac!

Ahmad daydreamed for a moment, then smiled. "That's it, what matters is that you are safe now. And I hope you can remember our past soon."

Ahmad took my hand gently. "I love you, too,"

I felt the warmth suddenly enter automatically into my organs. I'm enjoying. Very comfortable and soothing.

Oh God, is this how you make me believe that he's my husband?

* * *

Connect ... Duh, Risa why? How, he's such a daze, huh? Waduhhh. How's atuhhh? Curious as it goes? Like and comment a lot.

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Tuesday, Feb 11, 2020

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