The Blocked Love of Amnesia
Enambelas: See Renaldi and Kostan

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Hey guys, sorry for the months of hiatus and leaving without an update. Now the novel is updated again. And the update will continue, God willing. Let's read sekaranggg. Don't forget to read the previous episode. The previous episode about Risa who lost her memory due to an accident. Remember that? If you don't remember, read the previous episode. Happy reading. And as always, prepare the heart so that the baperrrrr nyes get to the chest. Wkwk. Happy reading from the team.

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I still looked at Ahmad holding my hand. I smiled at him.

"I want to ask you a question" I said

Ahmad returned my gaze, "happy," he replied gently. Oh my God, I just met a gentleman this time.

"When did I marry you?" my many.

"We got married at the health center where Almarhumah's mother was treated. Even the few who attended it, there were no weddings."

"And after I married you, did I love you?" I asked again then more and more fixed to look at the bead of his eyes. I like to look deeply into those brown eyes.

"I think, yes. Because we have a beloved nickname,"

"What?" my many.

"Ama," he said, tweeting my nose, "Aba," he continued, then sticking my palm on his chest. I felt his heart beat.

I'm silent for a moment.

"So long since when have I been veiled? When I was in the hospital, I suddenly wore a hijab. Since when?" ask me again and again.

"Since three weeks ago. At that time I was the same you went to the wedding, there you were horrified about the aurat. And after that you decide to veil."

"Do you agree with my decision at that time?"

"Don't agree anymore, but I'll agree, I love you and when you're veiled, I support you as much as possible."

It looks like Ahmad is a shalah man. Shame that I became his wife, she shale while I?

"Darling?" asked Ahmad, breaking my daydream. "What's your condition now?"

"I'm healthy, really. Why?"

"What if we look at Renaldi."

I took a breath, hmmm, Renaldi, I hope I don't really love him. I'm already married. Even though I don't believe it completely. May my memory recover soon.

I'm nodding.

"You want to wear a hijab?" ask Ahmad.

"For now, I don't want to" I replied. Ahmad took a breath and smiled.

"Yes, come on," he asked and helped me up.

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Ahmad and I arrived at the hospital. Ahmad helped me walk, he was very attentive, but I felt uncomfortable being treated this way, I did not fully believe that he was my husband.

"I can walk on my own, really," my ketus and then release Ahmad's hand on my shoulder.

Ahmad nodded then smiled.

My tail glanced at him, so sorry for him, I'm sorry Ahmad.

After passing through several corridors, he and I reached Renaldi's room. We're inbound. Inside were two policemen.

My eyes were immediately wet looking at Renaldi who was still lying down, the medical device was still attached to his arms and nose.

"How are you now?" ask again.

Renaldi's eyes were wet, he then smiled. "You survived, Risa?" tanyakanya. "I'm sorry,"

"Why are you the same I could have been in an accident like this? You don't have to apologize,"

Renaldi's face changed instantly, he why?

"Why are you Ren?"

"No, no" he answered.

My tail saw Ahmad, he came out of this room. I regained my senses, then let go of my grip on Renaldi's hand.

Although I don't fully believe that Ahmad is my husband, I have to take care of his feelings.

"I go out first, yes," I told Renaldi. Renaldi was silent, it seemed like he was thinking something. "Ren," I called him again. He then blinked his eyes and looked. "I go out first huh," Renaldi nodded.

Immediately I asked Ahmad, actually I feel sorry for him too. He wasn't in front of the room, I walked to the reception. But nothing, I sighed, maybe he was in the hospital garden. Yeah, I'm walking right to the park.

Is correct. He was there, sitting up in the sky. I looked up, wow, the sky was beautiful. I took a breath again, then approached Ahmad and sat down beside him.

"Mmm," I started the pleasantries, it was awkward.

Ahmad said, still with a smile. My God, does he always smile like that? Makes me misbehave, huhf, okay Risa, calm calm, calm down.

"Why don't you come here to convince me?" my many.

"I'm afraid to bother you,"

Mean what? He's jealous to see me holding Renaldi's hand? Ha, right! He is my husband, it is only natural that he is jealous.

"Ahmad, if you were my husband, you shouldn't have let me hang out with other men."

"If I forbid, I'm afraid you're getting away from me, I'm afraid you feel constrained, I keep your feelings,"

He took my hand, "Please, Ama,"

I looked back at his eyeballs. Oh God, his eyes are watering, I am touched to see him, so unfortunately he is the same as me. When can I recover? I want to repay the affection he gave me!

I looked up, tried not to see the magical eyeball, enough to bewitch me with the eyeball.

I removed my hand from Ahmad's grasp, then stood up. "I want to go to my hostel" I said. I thought I'd meet up with the hostesses.

Ahmad stood up then walked first to the parking lot, I followed him.

Sorry, Ahmad.

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Connect ... Ahhhh, Ahmad is very sorry. His attitude is strange, I am. Update again on Monday. Or if many are commenting on the cepet update, Tomi will update soon.

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Thursday, 30 April 2020

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