Almira's Regret

Meet Fahmi

Mira did not immediately move from her seat. He felt calm while inside the mosque. He also listened to some young children reading the Quran accompanied by adults. Their reading was so eloquent that Mira felt ashamed. Mira's memorization is only limited to short letters.

"You're gonna grow up better than Mom, honey. I will try to raise you lovingly. You will try to meet your needs without neglecting affection. I'll try my best even if we don't find your bilogis father later. Help me, baby." Mira spoke inwardly while rubbing her stomach.

He stared at the cell phone he had been deactivating since coming out of his parents' house. The question is whether they are looking for themselves or not? Are they worried about their situation or not?

After the prayer isya Mira just came out of the mosque. He walked on the sidewalk and looked at a group of young people his age who were laughing together. Comparing his life with those of course not the same

Mira sat at a stop until a white car stopped in front of her.

***

Undergoing a dual role as a father and mother plus work makes Fahmi overwhelmed. What else is a job as a doctor. She must be good at dividing her time for her daughter as well as her work.

His four-year-old daughter sometimes always asks for more attention from him. Like this afternoon, she hasn't finished her shift yet but her Adelia-sister keeps calling. Saying that Shafa continued to whine and refuse to eat.

"Mas can go home, right? I'm overwhelmed, so are the mbak."

"You try to calm him down, take him to the playground. You can't just leave work. It is related to the professional job. I'll be home soon when work hours are over. You have to practice first."

Fahmi stared at the ceiling while breathing out. "This is how fate became a widower to give birth," kekehnya.

The nurse who accompanied him told him it was time for him to practice. He put on his medical suit and headed for the practice room. Ask the nurse to call each patient according to the registration number.

Serving wholeheartedly, and never letting go of a smile when asking for a complaint. "How long has the complaint been felt, sir? ask a man who is 50 years old and accompanied by his daughter.

"It's been a long time doc, it seems like it's a liver disease" the patient replied.

"Have you been confirmed before?"

"No, but I'm sure it's liver disease. You often feel pain when my child refuses to be betrothed. He deserves to get married." The patient's answer tickled Fahmi's heart as well as the nurse who accompanied him. "Doctors are married yet?"

"It has. Let's check first please lie there! Sus please help."

After doing the examination Fahmi suggested that the patient still maintain a diet and rest enough. He also wrote down the prescription of drugs that must be consumed.

"Remember, sir, don't forget to be grateful. That'll help you get healthier faster."

"Oh, is it over, Doc?"

"Already, please go to the pharmacy to take the drug. I sent him there."

"Doctors don't want to marry my child?" ask the patient again and only respond with a smile.

"Mr" protested his son. "I'm sorry, Doc. Excuse me first." They say goodbye and nod politely in reply to similar things by Fahmi also nurse.

"It's just fine, Doc. If the matter of marrying the doctor I also want," joked the nurse.

Fahmi did the same thing until the patient ended. After she finished washing her hands and returned to the office. Write their work report. Prepare to go home to see his daughter.

It's nine o'clock at night, and his daughter must be asleep. He called his sister and asked what she was bringing him. That has become his habit.

On the street he stopped by a mosque to perform prayers. But a woman sitting at the stop single-handedly caught his attention. The woman looked blankly. Let him fulfill his duty first. Until he got back to the car the woman was still there.

Fahmi drove his car at a moderate speed. He noticed again the woman who was estimated to be the same age as his sister. Stop the car in front of the woman and open the windshield.

"Why do nights sit at a stop by themselves, Dek?" ask Fahmi.

"Again waiting for public transportation to pass, Om," replied Mira.

Fahmi got out of the car and approached Mira. "Where are you going? it's already night. It's not good a woman is still outdoors over nine o'clock at night. What else is adek not accompanied by adults. Where's the house, let me drop off."

Mira stared doubtfully at the grown man who suddenly offered himself. He was afraid that the incident with Dion would repeat itself.

Looking at Mira who seemed hesitant, Fahmi showed her identity. "I'm a doctor. I offered to take you home because I have a sister your age. I'm afraid my sister is going through something like you. May this kindness be a kindness to my sister."

Mira sighed, "i don't have a house, Doc. I've made my parents angry and I'm finally here."

Fahmi can catch Mira's intentions. "Then come with me first. Tomorrow you can find a place to stay for you. Do not be afraid God willing my intentions are sincere."

Looking around who began to be quiet, Mira also chose to come with a man who claimed to be a doctor. What's important for tonight is that he can rest his body.

Mira is welcome to sit in the middle cabin, to avoid bad thoughts that Fahmi will do the no-no. He did that purely because of his high empathy.

Cars enter elite housing complexes. Where the neighbors do not interfere in the affairs of other residents. Most of the residents seem indifferent and busy with their personal affairs.

"This is where my family and I live. Come down" Fahmi asked when the car had entered the garage and stopped well.

Adelia who heard the roar of the car immediately opened the door for her brother. She frowned when she saw a woman behind her brother.

"Assalamualaik." Fahmi said his greetings and was answered by Adelia.

"Cock bring a girl, Mas. Still young" whispered Adelia.

"His mind is controlled. Oh yeah this is Dek Mira, Dek Mira this is Adelia my sister."

Adelia and Mira exchanged hands and repeated their names.

"Let's go in, Brother Mira," Adelia asked.

Although feeling echoes Mira still stepped in following the owner of the house. He is welcome to sit in the living room and Fahmi asks the waiter to prepare the room for his guest. Don't forget Mira was treated to drink first.