Bound Mumtaz

Bound Mumtaz
chapter 90


As soon as Hito closed the door, Zivara barged in, sliding down Zahira, who was already sitting in the passenger seat.


" Lo what the hell. Out right?" Angry Zahra.


" No, I'm back. I don't have this money by the end of the month." Zivara refused.


" It's my fare, Lo out."


Zivara took a sheet of fifty thousand, "quickly set out." Zivara patted the head of the driver's seat.


" Heh, down. We're going on a date." Zahra's annoyance at Zivara who is still mopping up.


" Oh, I'm going back on a date."


In front of him Zahra saw Farhan just coming out of the lobby.


" Profs." Call Zahra from the car window.


Farhan turned towards the sound of Zahra's head poking out the car window.


" Ara, what are you doing?" Tegur Hito was inexhaustible.


" Start a little."


Farhan approached Hito's car, "what?" 


" Take Ziva, he's got a car." Zahra's eyes glanced at the back seat where Zivara's eyes were glaring at her


Next to Farhan's eyebrows raised asked Hito who was twisting his shoulders.


" gr,..old." Zahira opened the passenger door and stepped over to where Farhan was standing, opened the passenger door next to him and pushed Farhan through the door, shifting Zivara's seat into the corner.


" Aws, Lo what the hell, Ra." The Zivara protests were formed by Farhan's head.


" Sorry." Said Farhan who was still confused, it happened so quickly.


" Get off, Bang." Zahira knocked on the roof of the car.


" Mercy thinks angkot yes, Yang." Hito started the car engine out of the hospital area, Zahra chuckled.


The atmosphere in the car was silent, Zivara's hands clashing with Farhan's hands instantly stiffened her body, while Farhan gave a smile.


" Stop, brother." Pinta Zivara to Hito.


" Yes, this is also willing to stop, but a lot of angkot rather depanan ya."


" I'll be a back daughter." 


" Little doang, Mercy my complicated angkot nag." Hito stopped his car.


Zahra saw them stopping at one third of the crowded street.


" Why is it here? Your house is still far away."


" My house has moved by the turn there." He pointed it to the other side, opening the car door.


" Not taken to his house?" Ask Zahra to Hito.


" No, he if you ask for anther to come home I'm just here. If the house nyampe must turn again, males."


Zahra fell silent, "your report from Ayu is less accurate huh." Hito's whisper smiled wryly


" What the hell, no." Elak Zahra's.


" Pro, get down." Zahra said."


" Why?" Asked confused Farhan.


" Pro can he cross himself?"


Withholding an upset Farhan got off the car.


" Drugs. Kak Street." Hito only obeyed his lover's request by smacking a smile, whether realized or not by him earlier he called Hito as Kak.


" Ra, we sin not really nurunin prof. Farhan's? Is he our teacher?" Zahira asked doubtfully.


" Dh, who's nurunin? I just nawarin he wants to nganter Ziva or not." Give Zahra." Who asked to stop who?" 


" Ziva?"


" Whose car stopped?"


" Kak Hito."


" Where is my fault?" Ask Zahra.


" Don't you call him Lo?"


" Whose car did he get into?"


" I'm."


I don't know why Zahira thinks so hard about this trivial.


" Who's wrong?"


" Kak Hito." Zahira said without guilt, Hito just rotated his eyes.


" Which, tell the staff of the hospital again open vacancies for cardiologists, like there are heart doctors who want to resign." Syndir Hito.


The conscious Zahira was being insinuated clucking," ck. Baperan Lo, sis."


" Occio..." Zahra giggled happily to see her spirit languish.



" Sir, don't need my anther. Si Ara if the sablengnya again emang bar-bar suddenly. Let's sir." Pamit Zivara's.



Farhan blocked Zivara's arm, "i'm anther."



" No need, sir." Zivara tried to take off Farhan's grip.



" Why do you want to avoid me?"



Zivara lowered her head somewhat afraid of the cold baritone voice.



" Come, my car's getting there." Farhan gently pulled his hand onto the black car that stopped in front of them.



As the car drove straight Zivara turned to Farhan, "this pack is not the direction of my house."



" We eat first, I think we have a lot to talk about."



" Sir...." Zivara wasn't really ready to talk about anything with Farhan.



" Diva..." Reply Farhan gently looked at her deeply.



Afterwards Farhan was busy with his phone.



Zahra and Zahira looked at Hito confused as they stopped at cafe'D'lima.


" We'll eat first." Hito takes off Zahra's seatbelt.


" It's the end of the month, sir. We're in irit mode." Said Zahira, who was taken by Zahra.


" I'm buying."


Both of them immediately open the car door without command" said dong, we're gercep." Zahra.


" Heyeh." Tymphal Zahira.


Hito just shook his head. "poor pretender, you think I don't know how much you're paying? Especially you!" Sentil Hito slowly to the forehead of Zahra, Zahra and Zahira just grinned wide.


" Efforts for free cannot stop, brother." Reply Zahira.


" Whatever, I'm still your student." 


Hito pushed the cafe's entrance to let the women in first.


Seeing who was sitting at one of the cafe's tables Zahira turned around to get out which prevented Hito.


" Sit down, Zahra won't eat your paycheck I cut." Hito's word is firm.


" Sister didn't say he joined." Pissed Zahira.


" You don't have it."


Ocean breathed a heavy sigh, conquering Zahira's heart turned out to be more difficult than he had expected.


Zahra without drama was already sitting sweetly across the Ocean pulling the menu book.


" Move." Hito who had shifted the chair next to him.


" What the hell, who's fast he got."


" You're sitting opposite Samu."


" Yes, God To, sit down." Ocean Protest.


" From sitting down, looking at each other, like, hold nikung, no way." Hito is still trying to pull Zahra to move his seat.


" Lo's mind is too far away."


" Just anticipating."


" Hira, sit. I've laper, you don't want to, Samud for me." Ngasal Zahra speech that got the plot from Hito.


" Heh, by the way." Tegur Hito does not like it.


" Two people a lot of drama. If you don't like it."


" I guess you guys don't drama, and note me hopefully with him." Press Zahira.


Hito and Zahra were staring at the ocean," I'm still, he's just overthingking."


" Dh, where's the overthing if Lo's fiancee is the same me because of the kasian."


" Say who?"


" Ex Lo."


" And you believe?"


" Why not."Hito and Zahra opened their eyes.


" He didn't move on from me, and we'd like to disband, don't believe him."


" I've seen you walk repeatedly."


" He's got me, I've never walked him. You asked Hito I was frustrated because you were so far away from me." 


" Halah's a crank."


" Computer." Hito and Zahra Correction.


" We're eating, laper." 


" Ngalihin, lose by the way Lo. Don't waste energy avoiding him mulu." Cerocos Zahra, Zahira glared back, the Ocean chuckled at him.


" I think you are." Chirps Hito.


" Dh, when do I avoid it?"


" I don't avoid, just whimper away if there's me."


" Right, make the CEO." Reply Zahira smiled irritatingly


" Know ah, let's eat." Tukas Zahra pouted.


" Well, by the way, I'm wearing this tissue." Nyolot Zahra as Zahira was about to open her mouth.


The cring!!


" Sir, don't be forced to gini, be ashamed." Zivara protested and tried to take off Farhan's hand, which she had been trying to hold since the car was parked in front of the cafe'.


" I wouldn't understand if you wouldn't run away."


" Yes, this is not a escape. Off."


" No, it's awkward."


Farhan took her to the private room she had booked with Erwin.


The four pairs of eyes only looked at them cengo.



Private Room



" Please." Say the employee after putting food on the table and then leave the room.



" Sir, sir,..."



" Eat."



" Say she'll say."



" After a meal, full talk will produce better results. Believe it."



Farhan helps zivara pick up her favorite side dishes.



Zivara looked at the entire menu, her favorite food.



Zivara ate with a deep bow, unconscious clear circle fell, no one spoke while eating.



" Hottest heh?" Farhan softly wiped his mouth after eating.



Zivara nodded, "I still want everything about you, not just food."



" Sorry..."



" Do you like Hito?"



Zivara shook her head, "don't just shake her head, say it." Farhan asked.



" No." Her great-grandchild.



" Why do you keep teasing him even if it hurts Zahra."



" No need to be lazy."



" sthat mean?"



" Don't want to sift to you," Zivara took a deep breath before speaking," I didn't fight you, I asked for forgiveness, and didn't want to do it again."



" But it hurts Zahra."



" That's the biggest regret, now I'm fighting Ara's forgiveness."



" I mean, when you were talking about Hito, didn't you think about Zahra's feelings?"



Zivara fell down lethargic before long she cried bitterly, shedding all the emotions she had endured all this time.



Wiping her tears like a child, "I don't really understand the business world, my mom told me that papa's company is in trouble, Sri's grandmother gave her help on condition that I marry her. At that time I just wanted to help papa, on the other hand grandma kept urging me, I thought I had no choice but to agree to it."



" Why not come to me?" 



" Hira warned me about Mumtaz who I think is too late, you see my family is bankrupt, you think I want you to experience it too? I dealt with RaHasiYa, with Mumtaz, who would not hesitate to finish off everyone involved who hurt her family. Just look at the fate of Hartadraja!"



" You approached Hito, but you still care about me?"



" I've always cared about you, I know you're being approached by an intership doctor."



Farhan chuckles," jealous?"



" Do I still deserve that?"



" I never pulled that out for you." Say it with a gentle look.




" Hehehe, it's good that you feel guilty, so that you're not naughty anymore."



" I'm sorry, sorry sir." He unconsciously shook Farhan's arm spoiled.



Farhan smiled, "yes I'm sorry, but don't repeat it." his hand was holding Zivara's hand.



Zivara shakes her head, "it won't. I was angry with my mom and me. I don't want to see you sad anymore either."



The plot!!!



" Aawss." Zivara held onto her forehead which Farhan smothered.



" Geeer once you."



Zivara's stunned, "are you?" Sluggishly.



Farhan's thumb rubbed the back of Zivara's hand, smiling, "sad, disappointed. Not to you, but to myself. If I hadn't left you to marry Anna, you wouldn't have experienced this. That's what I think."



" Don't be reminded anymore about that, Anna's doctor was so annoying that even she blatantly supported Zahra as your companion."



" Just let what people say don't get dizzy."



" Do you like being paired with Zahra?" Zivara asked suspiciously.



" Since college she's always been my favorite girl, because she's always kept talking about anything about the medical world. But she never crossed the line, she knew to whom my heart was tethered." 



Farhan stared at Zivara intensely, "he wouldn't betray friends, every time you met me I actually just wanted to meet her to talk about research, but she always refused. He knows that among you who always tease me only you wear your heart and he always tries to keep your feelings. I hope you do too."



" Sir, am I so mean?"



" Is he still angry with you?"



" Now he began to respond to my every utterance even with a tart tone."



" Patience, you've ruined his trust." Farhan destroyed Zivara's hijab.



" I'll wait for his hand at any time. Especially when he's grieving." Lirih Zivara held back the cry that was about to come out again, her chest was so tight considering all her mistakes.



" Everything can come back as long as we try and be consistent."



" I just hope whoever killed Aunt Aida is punished accordingly."



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Nathan sat back leisurely enjoying a cup of coffee in his lounge chair in the sunny afternoon in front of his helpless prisoners.



" You know Aloya, the Earthly Paradise is coming back to me soon." He said with his devilish smile.



Rudi looked at Nathan, but just to breathe he had to be helped by an oxygen tube.



" That's impossible, you're not gonna get anything. You're gonna be ruined." 



" Dream while you breathe."



" Tamara, I heard he's broke, you've trained him to be your successor well, but his greed and stupidity are destroying him by themselves."



Rudi rounded his eyes, not believing they knew of her relationship with Tamara.



" I'll be live-streaming her last bed scene before she retires."



The entire screen shows a room Tamara entered with a client of a 70-year-old man.



Rudi and Victor harden their jaws, their hateful gazes always glide as long as they are treated to a bed scene from Tamara, and Gaby. With a scornful look Nathan left them.



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" Morning, Grandma. Sorry late, the road's jammed." Sapa Tamara was gentle to Sri who was waiting for her on the terrace.



" It's okay, it's the grandma who apologizes has inconvenienced you ask for anther to the hospital.we just wait for the great-grandmother who wants to introduce you."



Tiiin!! Tiin!!



" That's Grandma's great-grandmother, let's go over there, call Sivia inside tell her to hurry up, Grandma's great-grandchild isn't just anyone.



Tamara's face stiffened when she found out that Akbar was taking them to the hospital.



" Akbar, this is Tamara who wants grandma to introduce you?"



Akbar glanced at Tamara through the rearview mirror of the car.



" Hey."



" Dear.hai..."



" You are, greet the cold beautiful woman so."



" You must know him, he went to the same college as you."



Again, Akbar glanced at Tamara, making Tamara misbehave.



" Never, what department?"



" E..economy."



" Different buildings, Akbar business majors run out of college directly to the office, so there is no time to hang out." Alibi Akbar's.



" Ouch... Kasian ya great-grandmother, from now on take a little time to be friends with her."



" Hm."



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" Good morning everyone. Breakfast had arrived Salam Zahra when entering Mumtaz's room while carrying two large bags of saraoan ordered by his sister's friends.



It looks like Tia's been busy preparing breakfast for Mumtaz and Alfaska." Next time don't bring breakfast, I'll bring them, I'll order from a five-star restaurant. The food that you bring must be from ordinary sellers right, they'll be lacking in nutrition."



Susana the room suddenly tensed up because of Zahra's cynical gaze.



" What do you know about nutrition, here I am or you are the doctor?"



Insensitive to the atmosphere of the room, Tia casually replied, "food from expensive restaurants is more assured of quality. From now on the matter of eating Aa Mumuy let Tia take care, Aa mumuy is already an important person, he is a millionaire do not be given to eat carelessly anymore." Cerocos Tia did not see Zahra's flat face signifying anger that began to rule her.



Tia offered Zahra the breakfast she brought which she immediately brushed aside.



" SISTER!!" Snapped Tia, staring intently at Zahra.



" Sister has a problem what's the same with Tia, Tia's just doing good. Feeling, sister cynical mulu envies Tia because Tia has got the blessing of mami while sister does not?"



All eyes are round, "TIA." Alfaska Tegur.



" What? Tia didn't say anything wrong, either since when Ala's brother always angry with Tia, didn't even make Tia breakfast." Emotion Tia.



Ibnu from behind Zahra took a pouch from his hand, "Here, let Inu eat breakfast from Brother, let Inu's savings amount is almost the same as Afa, but Inu still eat food from warteg, Padang or whatever as long as it's kosher and good." Ibn Sindir stared cynically at Tia, and was disappointed at Mumtaz who kept silent.



" Don't feel sorry for you brother." Zahra was about to retake the enclave that Ibn had driven away.



" Who pity the brother, Inu dear brother, because Ala brother Inu." He opened the styrofoam and started eating his breakfast.



" I guess it's more nutritious, because I'm still poor that rich that's my bokap so I don't think I'll eat five-star restaurant food." The king put breakfast from Tia, then took the breakfast that Zahra brought, as well as others including Alfaska.



Tia's face flushed, "your base is a village."



" TIA." this time Mumtaz who spoke, Tia fell silent, she was most afraid of Mumtaz.



" I'm sorry about Ala."



" A, UH,..." Reluctant Tia.



" I'm sorry."



" No need, poor people like me don't need the sorry formality of the tacky OKB." Zahra spoke with a piercing look.



" This is a warning to you Alfaska Atma Madina, if you can't educate your wife to be a better person, get her out of my sight. This poor man refuses to be insulted." Before leaving the room.



Alfaska was stunned by the remark, Mumtaz's hands clenched at Zahra's words, saying,



 Sragk!! And prang!!! 



" Dam..." Tia closed her ears and both her eyes were horrified.



Everyone jumped and was shocked to see the plates and glasses flying and smashed against the wall.



Mumtaz throws her breakfast, she walks towards the table and picks up breakfast from Zahra.



Tia's eyes were round, "A.. Aa.." hept.



" You'd better change your attitude while Ala's brother restrains his anger. Never mind you, your in-laws alone won't be able to contain my brother's anger. Don't you ever feed me again." Mumtaz's heavy flat sound is able to make the tension of the room tense.



Tia looked down to ask for a defense of Alfaska, her husband who turned out to be relaxed there was no sign to defend.



" Good morning everyone." Salam Zahra entered Ibrahim Husein's room.


The mood is already ugly because Tia plus ugly when she finds Sri in the room, but she has to keep her face as normal as possible.


" Morning, Zahra." Answer Farah, and Hazam.


" I checked the Ibra bang first the Auntie, om."


" Yes" they answered.


Zahra headed straight for Ibrahim's gurney.


" Ziva, look Hito still cares about you, the proof is that he loves the room on this floor for Ibrahim even though your papa is not a shareholder anymore." Grandma fires at Zahra who is busy examining Ibrahim.


Lazy with Grandma's cunning tricks, Zivara unravels the truth.


" It's not Hito's brother who gives thanks, but prof. Zahra." Zivara deliberately called the title Zahra, Zivara's parents were surprised, they thought placing Ibrahim on the floor of the VVIP zuper was Hito's idea.


Silently digesting Zivara's words for a moment, grandma snorted" Heh, you don't want her to tell a lie, how can she have the power to put people on this floor. To get a room on the floor needs a shareholder's recommendation." 


" it could have been, who bought my shares in this hospital Mumtaz, Zahra's sister." Light Hazam.


Lazy to hear of an unprofitable exchange of words, Zahra immediately approached Ibrahim's parents, "All has improved, bang Ibra can go home today as well." 


" Thank you, Zahra." Hazam.


" Ziva, tell the administration I'm responsible for the cost of the bang ibra."


" Zahra, that's not necessary." Reject Hazam for not feeling well, although he is undeniably relieved.


" It's okay, um. I've already considered bang Ibra as my sister."


" I'm really grateful to you, Zahra. After what Ziva did to you."


" Don't hesitate, om. Ziva is not bang Ibra. Let's go, I'd like to visit the other patients."


When Zahra was about to hold the door lever her movements stopped because of Grandma's words.


" No matter your title of professor, to me you remain inappropriate for my grandson, I have so rejected you but you still shamelessly continue to pursue my grandson, even if you are a professor, I am still so shameless, but to me it's still a cheap woman."


All eyes jerked at Grandma's frontal insults at Zahra, Zahra closed her eyes restraining her angry emotions.


Akbar had already clenched his hands together, his teeth clenched together, his jaw hardened. She really didn't expect her grandmother to be so stubborn.


Zahra turned her head with a calm expression, "do you think the two women sitting by your side are good women?" Zahra breathes oxygen as much as she can.


" One look, people will know their level is far below mine. You'd better check your eyes, Sri Hartadraja." 


After that, he left the room.


Akbar and Husein's family smiled in awe at Zahra's bravery, the grandmother growled in annoyance, sivia was dumbfounded, and Tamara had since entered the room moved restlessly and riled under the sharp gaze of Ibrahim and Akbar...