Ana Uhibbuka Fillah (Series Loves You In Silence 2 )
45. Fikri (Forget a Moment of Massalu There )
Aji Pangeran Tumenggung Pranoto Airport. At 22:00 p.m. Samarinda.
After taking a flight from Jakarta to the city of Samarinda which took approximately 1 hour, I finally reached the destination safely.
I went down the stairs of my private plane carefully. In front of me there is Reva who has been silent since.
I just smiled cynically. Just leave him alone. If I hadn't collected the puzzle, I might never have known that the woman who caused the Devika accident was in front of my eyes.
Suddenly Reva stopped her steps and turned to look at me. We also faced each other.
"Why?" I'm flat on him.
Unexpectedly Afrah pulled out a scarf from inside her bag. Then slowly he wrapped it around my neck.
"All along the way God sends down the grace of the earth with the coming of rain. But thank God the rain has subsided."
Reva made sure that the scarf around my neck was fitted perfectly so that the air gap tonight would not easily hit my skin pores.
"Because now the rain has subsided, the night is so cold. Afrah doesn't want Mas to get sicker with his fever."
Reva touched my forehead. I tried to turn my face aside. Why can't I stare at the radiance of both eyes that worry me all the time.
"Oh my God, I still have a fever."
"I'm fine Rev. Go ahead there."
"Sorry Afrah can't walk on her own without Mas Fikri with me."
I was surprised because at this moment Reva was holding my hand warmly. And I can't deny that the skin of his palms feels warm in our grasp.
I didn't think it through. I kept avoiding him. I kept telling him. But instead of moving away, he was getting closer to me.
Don't let me be as brave as him. Don't make.
Hopefully not.
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Villa Sandalwood. At 22:30 p.m.
Our arrival was welcomed by Father and Mother. Let alone that, even I did not expect that Father and Mother would wait for us to endure drowsiness.
Right now, I see Mother who hugs her daughter-in-law and misses each other. In my heart I thought. If Mother knows that her daughter-in-law is a woman who was once the cause of death of the future wife I want to marry in the past how does she feel?
Ah or just gini. Next to the house of Father and Mother, the house of the deceased Devika's biological parents. How would they react if they found out there was Reva here.
"Duringly not returning to Samarinda will the big baby continue to daydream about looking at his wife like that?"
I look to the side. Apparently Dad was teasing me. I just took a long breath.
"Fikri's not a big baby. Fikri is married. It's grown up."
"Ah that. So how? Is there any news of any more grandchildren?"
I'm speechless. I can already guess that my parents would offend this.
Dad's cleared his throat. "So how to get married to Afrah? Everything all right?"
I'm speechless. Is my marriage and Afrah really good? Of course it's not good right now. I could at least lie. I can't say I'm not being good.
Suddenly my phone rang. I breathe a sigh of relief. At least I can be saved from this situation.
"Fikri in the room first Dad. There's a phone call coming in."
"Yes. You better take a break tonight. Looks like Mommy is still kangen-kenan tuh same Afrah."
I just nodded and headed straight upstairs. The cell phone is still heard. I finally breathed a sigh of relief because I was away from Dad. Instantly I was silent as I stared at the nickname that was plastered on my phone screen.
Brother Arvino.
My heart is in pain. He was my brother who I was trying to avoid. The reason is because in my brother's cornea there's Devika's cornea there.
As a result of the accident Devika was in time, the late wife-to-be donated her corneas to Kak Arvino who had experienced blindness.
I had to sneak this call. Not only that, I deactivated my phone. Too sick to feel until now because of this dark mass.
If it wasn't for my interest to come here to talk about work
at the Chairman of D'Media Corp, I may not return to Samarinda.
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Samarinda, 09:00 in the morning
I was silent for a moment as my two feet stepped into the courtyard of the three-storied mansion. My heart's claustrophobic. This house is Devika's house.
There are too many childhood memories here. I used to play with Devika so much that I fell in love with her as a teenager.
I'm trying to put that aside. I finally entered the house which Devian welcomed. A man who works as a General Physician in this city hospital.
"Asalamualaikum Sis."
"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Fikri?"
I smiled thinly. But in my heart I feel like my heart is hurting. The man in front of my eyes is Devika's twin. They are twins. It was as if I was staring at the face of a real Devika.
"Em is Mr Amran there?"
"Papa's in his office. Please come in."
I just nodded and headed straight for Mr. Amran's study. While stepping accidentally I saw Kak Devian's wife making a cake with her daughter named Raisya in the kitchen.
Mr. Amran's office is on the 2nd floor. I climbed the stairs one by one and as soon as I was above, I immediately entered Mr. Amran's office.
"Asalamualaikum Sir?"
"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Please enter Fik."
I just nodded and sat down on the soft sofa facing him.
"D'Media Corp has seen a decline in turnover. My mind got dizzy. Though I am sickly again and currently thinking of a way out so that our company does not suffer a big loss."
Mr. Amran held a file and handed it to me.
"This is one of the proposals for cooperation. There are promising stock gains. One of the richest investors in Japan intends to plant shares in our company."
I fell silent and read the file carefully. This is one of the ways out that Mr. Amran thinks.
"Because we need to be the same then I decided to send you to Japan. Another week."
A family photo. There was me and Devika as a child next to each other.
Both my eyes are glazed. Do not want to look pathetic in a hurry I immediately leave in front of Mr. Amran.
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At night, at 20:00.
"Hmm. This really tastes good. If Mommy knows you can make rainbow cake, maybe since yesterday-yesterday, after you married the big baby Mother, Mommy learned to make this cake the same you Af."
"Afrah wasn't great, Bun. The Afrah can learn."
"But it feels so good. O Allah. Mommy is sure Fikri it can be added seneng have a wife who is good at making snacks like you."
I was silent to the chatter of Mother and Afrah who are currently making rainbow cake. Right now I'm busy eating their homemade snacks while holding my phone.
"But you have to rest a lot. Don't stress. Take it easy and refresh ya."
"God willing Mother."
"Oh yeah, you're pregnant yet?"
Instantly the atmosphere became silent. There was no Reva I heard. Why I feel so bad. I finally chose to go from there with a feeling of uncertainty.
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At 00:00 in the morning.
I woke up with a body that felt so dizzy. I hold my forehead. My fever is not coming down. But there was a wet cloth on my forehead.
I turned to the side and was surprised to see Reva not sleeping. He looked at me worried.
"When do you want to change your mind?"
I frowned. "You mean?"
"Since then Afrah has not slept. Afrah was worried about me. I don't want to go to the doctor. I'm allergic and have a fever."
I'm trying to get up. But Reva prevented me. He didn't say much and even compressed my forehead again.
I looked at her pretty face. With his full attention he pinched my hand.
"Afrah knows, I'm the head of the household. It works to collect sustenance. But don't let it hurt. If you are sick and not healed. Afrah"
I'm speechless. He stopped his words. Then he stood up..
"Suddenly Afrah's throat is dry. Afrah kedapur first yes Mas. W-wanna drink first."
Then Reva left. Why do I feel like she's going to cry? I chose to close my eyes. But it can't. The shadow of Reva's crying face was why it made me riled up.
The impulse from which I immediately stood. I came to the kitchen. But my steps stopped. I saw him in the hall of the Mushola.
He sat facing the Qibla wearing a mukena. In his hand was a bagbih. He said he wanted a drink, why is he here?
"Yes Allah. I beg you to heal the pain in his body."
"O Allah, if the husband of the servant is being tested by the disease in his body, the servant will be well-thought of all. It could be that God is currently taking away the sins of the husband of the servant."
I was silent to hear all his prayers while crying. He loved me so much a long time ago. From the time we went to college until now. I know it.
The impulse from which I stepped closer to him. He is finished in his prayer. Then he was surprised to see my presence.
"Mass? Oh, my God, why are you here? It hurts again. I'd better wait in the room."
I kept staring at him. There were dark circles under his eyes. I realized for a couple of nights she was awake from her sleep just to take care of me.
I didn't say much. I grabbed her hand and took her to the room. Why can't my heart see him like this tonight.
"Tomorrow to accompany me to Doctor Rev."
He didn't answer. We've entered the room. We also climbed into bed. Unexpectedly Afrah hugged me. Not only that, he rubbed my head as if I were a child.
"My dear is sleeping." Said slowly.
Afrah kissed my forehead. "May my husband recover quickly after we go to the doctor."
I just kept quiet. After a few minutes, he finally fell asleep. The impulse from which I hugged him was very tight. Suddenly he opened his eyes again.
"Mass?"
"Reva please sleep" I said without further ado.
"Cium Afrah's. Silenced." whispered
I'm speechless. But I just follow. Not only that, I kissed her cheek. He smiled and closed his eyes to sleep.
For a moment, I shed my sense of longing that had been delayed by her after the recent events in Reva Sintia.
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Emotional up and down yes. Sometimes upset. Sometimes baper 😄
Someone asked; brother already part up to here kok stuck there-situ aja?
( Patience. Sypnosis appropriate. Fikri will tell Afrah it is Reva or not. So naturally, the arrangement of the grooves can not be fast. Moreover, this story is made to stand alone without having to read Loving In Silence first. Because the author does not know, there could be readers out there who directly read this story without reading Loving You In Silence first.)
Essentially patience.
Must hold nyesek.
If you do not hold the same plot, the author will sincerely say, you can out of the screen rather than bully this story
The point is not to worry. The author likes happy ending. It's just a matter of time that makes you have to patiently follow it to the end and we are happy together with the character later.
And thank you for reading.
I love you guys who patiently swipe from the era of Stay With Me 😘😘
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