The Incomplete Love
Forced Married

Fatimah bit her lips in anger. It could be that the man who has a father's title for him even tried to thrust the youngest daughter to be free from debt.

Ibrahim shamelessly continued to tell the greatness of Fatimah as a reliable pilot at a young age. The thirty-eight-year-old man in front of him was endlessly staring at Fatimah to the point of making the girl uncomfortable.

Sin what was done until he planned to cancel ta’aruf with Kala. Where might he drag Kala in the bustle that his father created.

Yes, Kalandra. A man who has been secretly well-liked since he was in school. Fatimah did not dare to show love, because shame is the highest jewelry for Muslim women.

The moment Aira said that Kalandra Akira Putra Thoriq put his heart on her was the most beautiful moment of his life. With Dicky's permission as uncle, Kala was allowed to contact only through a video call with Fatimah.

When they first make a video call connection they hold back the laughter and then together. At that time also Fatimah felt ‘klik’ that Kala was a candidate for the priest he had been looking for.

Now he must be confronted with the wishes of Abraham. Married the man with the codet on the right side of his face. The man was handsome again classy, yet his face was harsh and cruel.

His father's threat to hurt Malika and Rafathar if he refuses is more terrifying.

Fatimah looked disgustedly at her father.

“Can-can Mother marry the same bastard like this,” umpatnya with hate in the heart.

“My daughter is still a virgin. Can be checked if you want,” said Ibrahim chuckled.

“Naudzubillah. Amit-amit. Sir, I'm sorry, I'm sick of hearing the ramblings of a man who unfortunately is my father. How much does he owe?”

“Little boy, do you have money?” For the first time the man opened his mouth.

“How much?”

“About ten billion.”

“Where is the evidence?”

“Fatimah, quiet!” Ibrahim snapped and was about to slap his daughter's cheek. Fatimah swiftly repelled and encouraged her father to sit down.

The man in front of him hid the smile that rose from the corner of his lips.

“Mr Alexander, ignore my son's rudeness.”

“I am not insolent, there is no proof?” Fatimah was stubborn and stared straight at the man named Alexander.

“Little boy, your father does have a debt of ten billion, but your value is not that high ..” Reply humbly.

“Good! I never want to be judged by money! Not a penny, not a trillion.”

Alex took a breath.

“Ampun, Sir. Don't beat me again. I promise I will pay off the entire debt!” Ibrahim.

Alex did not care about Ibrahim, his eyes continued to look at the unblinking Netra Fatimah looking at him.

“I have all the complete proof. I don't really want to marry you either ..”

“Good, Sir! I agree .. You just charge to the Father who is prostrating before you. As a child, financed alone never, now Dear Father Ibrahim asked me to marry a man not clear to meet his debt.”

All the men in black suits in the room gasped.

“I? Men are unclear? Little boy, you will prostrate next to your Father if you know who Alexander Mahendra is.”

“Cannot a man prostrate before another man, Mr.”

Alexander was a cold man, he had not never tasted the delights of a woman, but none of them were able to shake his heart. Until he met Fatimah on a flight.

The girl resolved the heated inter-passenger conflict. Graceful but brave, flexible and also firm.

Alex is like getting a durian collapsed when Ibrahim, a lackey businessman who borrowed money to build housing and eventually mangkrak is the father of Captain Fatimah Ibrahim.

Eyes that were usually cruel and sharp, softened as they stared at Fatimah.

“I don't want to marry you. And also do not want to pay off the debt of father.”

“Good.” Alex gave the code to his men.

They beat Ibrahim. The old man screamed and begged for mercy. Fatimah sat down. Lips cone. Alex looked at him with admiration.

“Aslik, ni gian no cry,” his inner while continuing to stare at the cold face of Fatimah.

“Evil you Fatimah, ungodly child!” Ibrahim's scream before his mouth spewed out a red liquid.

Fatimah remained unmoved in her seat.

“Enough?” Alexander asked casually.

“He owes you, not me,” Reply Fatimah no matter.

“Master, geez! Fatimah help dad. Pain, geez!”

“Master, I'm bored. What happened to him will not change my mind.”

“Then you will face me, little boy.”

“Look, maybe you think you could threaten me. Afraid? Yes as a woman must be afraid of dealing with a bagundal like you and your men who why also wear a black coat this broad daylight?”

Fatimah shook her head while clucking.

“But your business is with him. So don't drag me into the muddle he's making. Ngurus aja not becus, sok-sok make housing.”

The sprawled Ibrahim stared angrily at his youngest daughter.

“Ngurus child is not more difficult huh? Moreover, his son like you,” said Alex relaxed.

Fatimah was stunned but decided not to respond.

“I can go?”

“Ngak!”

“I am a senior pilot, in my hour there is an emergency baseball that if pressed will be connected to the headquarters.”

Alex is convinced that he is in love with the desperate woman in front of him.

“Little boy, you think I'm stupid? There is no such thing. Your airline is often late, this again wants to use the emergency button for pilots. I appreciate your courage, though. Go home. You're right, my problem with him, not with you.”

Fatimah got up, not a single glance at her father.

“Little boy, you will still marry me. Pay off or don't owe your father nothing to think about. But you will soon be Mrs Alexander Mahendra.”

“Naudzubillahimindrealik.” Fatimah bergidig as she continued to step towards her car.

Fatimah calmly headed for the apartment. There was a flight overseas that night.

Once inside the apartment, he went straight to the bathroom and vomited out his entrails. Crying on the bathroom floor.

From his office, Alexander looked at the monitor screen. His finger rubbed the image of Fatimah who kept crying.

“Don't cry again, little boy.”

“Lex, really?“ Alvin's assistant and best friend shook their heads.

“Gue has never been this confident. You know it. Was the sweet stuff thrown away? That's me with the girls. But same her ... different, man.”

Alvin squinted his eyes. Feeling something was wrong from the slash boss's best friend's sentence.

“Sweetest spent dumped, Nyet. But men like us do not pantesnya that is not. Crazy play with girls. Are you going to get married and have children? Keep your kid what toys from small? Glock?”

Alvin's words came out of his mouth and into his own ears, because Alex was still looking at Fatimah who was now in the room to change clothes.

Alex hastily shuts down the monitor.

“Omaigat! You seriously have a crush on him? You don't want to see him telenji?”

“Urus aja the old bastard outside!”

“Si prospective in-law?”

“We've been khatam same father durjana kayak him. You hire him no pardon for debt repayment.”

“Gue says to be a mason on Sol Island?”

“Terden! Exit gih. Get Marissa in. I need to be serviced.”

“Crazy basics!”

“Marissa!”

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“Mas, sorry Fatimah. But Fatimah's life was too complicated to marry Mas Kala ..” her inner heart endured heartache.

After taking a breath, Fatimah picked up the phone and expressed her desire not to continue with the ta’aruf plan.

Her eyes were red, but she did not want to cry during the video call. He hardened his jaw, saying bad things to Kala that went against his heart.

After finishing the phone, Fatimah took prayers to calm herself down. When she was sad she shed tears.

Amidst the pleasure Marissa gave her in her wake, Alex stared at the girl who had cried twice today for her.

It was not long before that gentle gaze changed with ruthlessness.

“Close, Marissa!”

Dutifully the woman did Alex's orders that instantly satisfied the napsu. The man moved faster to imagine Fatimah whimpering and begging him for forgiveness.

He stopped after Marissa did not move.

After covering the private area with a towel, he called his men to take away the unconscious woman. Marissa was transported naked. Alex did not care about the honor of the woman who had served him for hours. For him women are only orgasmic goods.

“But not with you Fatimah. I will treat you with respect. Except when we're in bed.”

***

In the midst of Azka and Barran's recovery, Kala just smiled. Occasionally bothers Zee's sister.

Repeatedly sighing then silence with eyes glaring.

“Kal, be patient. Maybe you can go to Indonesia to ask directly to Fatimah.”

“First thing first, Ay. Now Kala is needed here to take care of Buna and the sisters. After all, between Kala and Fatimah there is no bond so you do not have to check the situation.”

“More for you, so you can answer.”

Kala. “Wait for a new stable Hayyan Kala want to think of another.”

Abby clasped Kala's hand sitting next to her.

“Inching pierced love. But it can all go away with time if we try to move on. If you can't forget, it means Mas Kala is obsessed. Do not let it Mas, continue to make strange that could be new novel material.”

“Abby ... ssshhh.” Qiara gave the code by shaking her head so that Abby would not continue.

“Emang really. If love dies like Uncle to Buna it's okay. But excessive obsession is not good. Mas can indeed find out but if it is impossible to maintain yes do not maksa.” Abby impassively gives advice to her dizzy older sister.

“Kok can yes, Mas, we brought,” whispered Qiara who actually did not accept but worried that Abby was getting inflamed.

Thoriq smile. “Healthy, our relationship?”

“Mas no Arabic girl crush?”

Thoriq stared anxiously at the face with rounded eyes and raised eyebrows. Typical of Qiara's face if it starts to lash.

“Mmmm ..”

“Oh yawdah.” Qiara then rose towards the vending machine, not realizing that there were some grim faces looking at her reaction.

“Ngambek, tuh, Uncle,” as well as Azka who amused himself to the behavior of his Bunanya.

Thoriq laughing. “Uncle would like to take Buna to rest at the hotel. Barran, Azka's coming. You guys don't keep sapping.”

“It looks like our inner bond instead makes each other strong,” Azka boasted but she did not want to be away from Hayyan. Barran nodded in agreement.

Thoriq got up and carried a bag. Talk for a while with Qiara venting her frustration into the vending machine.

With Thoriq's help, the lemonade Qiara ordered finally rolled from inside the machine. After that they walked to a hotel not far from the hospital.

Some days there has been no change from Hayyan. He had to go back to London to check on his patients. Abby chose to work online examining all the lines of business she was responsible for.

Zee comes home with Kala because her school has started again. They'll be back in Hamburg faithful this weekend.

Thoriq accompanied Qiara, becoming a confiding friend when the woman was distraught. On the other hand, Qiara helped Thoriq to complete several contracts with major hotels that wanted to invest in Indonesia.

The children felt that Qiara was calmer when she was with Thoriq. They also believe their mother already loves Thoriq.

Abby looked at the two people who were talking about something.

“Gaes, we have to intervene them.”

“Agree!” Azka and Barran answered. At the end of the ICU waiting room, Hamilton covered his lips so as not to look amused at the behavior of hooded women with half-coule faces.

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Hayyan has now been transferred to a special care room. Members of the unit given recovery leave chose to stand guard in front of Hayyan's room.

Over the weekend, Thoriq invites Qiara to take a break, looking for a cake in a pretty cafe a little far from the hospital.

“Qia, you have to refresh if you are stressed,” refer to Thoriq when Qiara refuses.

Returning from the streets, in the room Hayyan had already gathered Kala, Zee, Liam and Aira who were secretly giving a surprise.

The atmosphere becomes warmer. Aira who misses her father continues to wrestle while asking to be fed a piece of apple. Baby, he said.

After Thoriq fed Aira, Kala cleared her throat.

“Aya, Kala wants to ask Aya responsibility. Buna pregnant.”

“Kalandra! What the hell?” Qiara beat her son with anxiety.

“Ready! I will be in charge!”

Thoriq answered willingly while laughing amusedly.

Of course this is a crazy idea Kala who appeared suddenly.

“Mas, I was joking, why are we doing?”

“Makanya halalkan to say anything,” chirps Barran while giving a thumbs up.

“Ngot exactly right, anyway. Hayyan has not realized even the talk is not clear.”

“Buna, precisely in this situation, Buna needs a companion,” said Liam embrace mother.

“Ya, but .. yes cook now?”

Seeing no meaningful rejection, the eight young people immediately moved.

“Can, why not? According to Mahzab Hanafi, Hambali, and Maliki, can a boy marry his mother.” Barran explained.

“This is how parents are forced to marry their children?”

Barran said casually, “Kan something good what if forced. Buna, honey, if we see, Buna is ready. After all, the marriage pillars were only two brides, ijab kabul, a guardian, and two witnesses.”

“Major Fridge can be a witness, he is a Muslim. Then there was Doctor Joseph also ready. Later return to London was just recorded for endorsement,” sambing Abby who was browsing the procedure of marriage according to Kemenag because Qiara and Thoriq are still both Indonesian.

“Where is Qia? If Mas ready to marry you when aja.”

Unlike the previous, Qia now seems more ready to accept Thoriq.

“Yes! Action us!” Zee exclaimed with excitement.

“Wait!” Suddenly Zee stopped and stared intently at Thoriq.

“Promise must not be possessive. Zee should still be able to hug Buna. Sometimes sleep with Buna. No appointment?”

“Every Miss Zahratul Jannah bint Devan Donavy. Uncle promise.”

That afternoon Hayyan's treatment room was arranged more nicely because many hands helped. Hayyan's unit had already bought flowers. Although Abby frowned because of the flowers purchased various shapes and colors so it was difficult to arrange the concept.

Witnessed by Hamilton and Doctor Yusuf, Thoriq shook his son's hand and said back the sacred sentence, “I received his marriage Qiara Anjani with a dowry of money worth Rp500 million rupiah in cash.”

The children of Qiara and Thoriq breathed a sigh of relief and prayed for the newlyweds.

“May Allah SWT give you a blessing. May Allah lower the happiness on you.”

“Buna, gaes, I missed what?”

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Hello hello .. Qia finally reunited with Thoriq, the author did not have the heart …

Oya for Kala and Fatimah may be an extra part or maybe in the spin off so the title itself. How good is it? Any idea? 😉

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