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Will there be a happy ending?

Hidayah Loh is the heiress of the ARK Empire and next in line to be the Matriarch of Country C’s strongest founding family. Basically a royal of Country C. On her business trip in City K of Country M, she was nearly raped by a stranger when Nazreen rescued her. Nazreen, a prince from Country E was on holiday and happened to hear a struggled plea for help from the adjacent hotel room when he was returning back to his room. But to their dismay, City K’s Islamic Religious Department happened to be in the middle of carrying their night raids in that hotel. Both Hidayah and Nazreen was brought to the station and to avoid imprisonment and other negative implications that may affect their reputation, they were forced to marry that very night. Not keen on keeping the marriage to a total stranger, despite him being her rescuer, Hidayah returned to Country C quietly the next day. Leaving Nazreen with a signed post-dated divorce document at the hotel reception. After being forced to marry the woman he saved, he tasked his men to investigate Hidayah. Unfortunately, the next morning, he found that Hidayah had checked out from the hotel and had left him with a divorce agreement. What is he to do? Should he just process the divorce as per Hidayah’s request? Or should he find her to ‘save’ their ‘unexpected’ marriage? ********************************* Author’s note (A/N): The story is written with people from different ethnic, cultural and religious beliefs. The main leads are built with Islamic beliefs as explained later in the story. You will also get to read about real places and a mix of fictional and real people. Real art pieces and fashion.

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He's not strong enough

"Uncle Jonathan, I have sent you the details and the layout of the bunker, and some other details I need the boys to look into…" Hidayah said to the phone.

"Sure, I will have them look into both immediately. Hidayah, may I know how you have acquired the data?" Jonathan's voice rung with caution. His men, whose team was the best in the country, were unable to ferret out the location of the women.

"We'll talk about it later. The most important thing is to save the girls first," without waiting for the man's response, Hidayah ended the call and threw her mobile on to the bed. Others may resent her action, deeming it rude but at that very moment, all she cared was to run to the toilet as her stomach had been rumbling for a long while.

A/N: The same plight I was in when writing the 3 paragraphs! Hahahahahah 😅😅😅😅 I could stop but was too afraid that I would not be able to write them after coming back!

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Hidayah: Anston, I'm just glad the girls are okay…

Anston: Thanks, Hidayah… I owe you one,

Hidayah: That's what family are for… are you going to postpone the ceremony?

Anston: No, Jessica wants to keep the date. So we will proceed as planned.

Hidayah: Well, your woman got guts and balls, I tell ya…

Anston: Hahaha! She does… More than me, I guess… But, Jacqueline…

Hidayah: Yeah, I know… we will help her get through it… Have you talked to Yayat?

Anston: Yeah, I did. He's with her now.

Hidayah: He didn't answer my call earlier, just worried about him, you know.

Anston: Give him time.

Hidayah: I told you, he's not strong enough for this…

Anston: He'll learn… like we all did…

Hidayah: I don't want him to…

Anston: We all have to, someday… Well, you take a rest. You need it, too… Good night, Hiddy

Hidayah: You too. Good night, Anston, I love you…

Anston: Love you too, baby sister…

Hidayah ended the skype video call and close her laptop shut. She puts her Lenovo laptop on the coffee table and walked to the washroom for a soak.

She let the hot water run and grabbed a bottle of wild rose bath salt she bought earlier that day and poured the whole thing into the tub.

While waiting for the tub to fill, she took her phone from the vanity table and switched her Spotify playlist on. 'O Fortuna' a composition part of Carl Orff's Carmina Burana, a scenic cantata composed in 1935 and 1936 based on 24 poems from the medieval collection Carmina Burana; played loudly in the bathroom.

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The next morning, while having breakfast at the hotel's restaurant, her phone rang. A local number she is not familiar with was displayed on the screen, "Hidayah Loh speaking…"

"Hi Miss Loh, I'm calling from Eco World Development. Mr Liew would like to know if you are free for lunch, today?"

"Yes. Will 1 pm be good with him?"

"Yes, I will send you the location details via SMS after the call."

"Sure. Thank you," after ending the call, she continued with her meal.