
The tempest that was unfolding before his eyes. Awakening Adiwangsa who wailed full of pity on the eldest daughter. The girl who was crouching and bowing because of the lamentation of her life destiny. No longer able to just raise his net gaze, which had spilled a clear well from his eyeballs.
Miris .. yes very sad to make the girl always cry.
The three men who are struggling will be confused which makes the heart of Adiwangsa more upset. No longer does he give space to show the commotion, which invites many eyes to witness embarrassing things.
"Stop, Everything ...!" An attack from Adiwangsa can soak all the existing tempests.
Spontaneous movements with the simultaneous glances of the three men, successfully made them all freeze. None of them showed up to talk. They were all compact to be obedient and quiet with each other.
While Savina, she only continuously lamented her fate. No longer care if the father is near him.
The hand that had never touched the weak and fragile body of the eldest daughter. Now creeping and clinging to both shoulders of the princess. As well as the gaze in full of sadness presented in front of the misty netra Savina who was already wet.
The love Savina thought she never had again. How wonderful it is for him now. The Netra son and father met in longing gazes.
"Come, Son! Papa will take you home to our house. A home that welcomes you with love. A home filled with people who love you. I'm sorry, Papa, Son!" Regret cannot be avoided, only the tears of Adiwangsa have explained everything.
"Father ... hiks ...." Savina was scattering tightly into her arms, the body that had now been clutching her with a great tremor in her chest.
"Alright, Son! Don't cry out for this heartbreaking fate. Forgive me, your Papa who has not been able to make you happy all this time, Son .. really, there is no intention in your heart to make you suffer like this. Please, stop crying, son!" hoarse-pitched speech from Adiwangsa, successfully made everyone who witnessed bowed and permeated it in their respective minds.
Adiwangsa quickly brought his eldest daughter home. His initial intention to visit Fayra, as well as to consult about the disease he suffered, changed direction up to 180° degrees away.
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Arfan and Raynar inching away and leaving Morgan alone. They no longer make a scene. Stay Morgan Tan with heartbreaking sadness.
Morgan was no longer able to speak. Only a speck of clear grain bore witness to his grief. In fact, Savina no longer looked at him. The girl seemed to care nothing about her fate at all.
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Fayra, who was still closing her eyes, suddenly woke up. She also looked at her husband and sister. The two men sat in line. Then put on a flat and riled face.
"M-Mas .. Why are you two?" asked Fayra in a weak-sounding tone.
Arfan walked over and said, "Fay baby, get some sleep! Its alright. We are just talking about business. Right, Mas?" he and throw a question, to the brother-in-law as a perfecter of his alibi.
"Oh, that's .. yes, right. Don't worry about anything, Fay! We're just talking about business, okay." Raynar described a smile that was too forced.
Apparently, the two men weren't good enough at lying. Fayra was still able to pick up on the lie signals they were showing.
The sensitivity that Fayra felt, did not at all make the woman believe in the babbling of her husband and brother.
"I am really sick. But that doesn't mean I'm not strong enough to accept the truth from your mouth. No, cover up the truth I should know, Mom! It's clear enough in my eyes that the lies you're showing. Tell me, Mas. What's really going on, hmm?" asked Fayra with great demands.
"Fay, you shouldn't be stressed .. come on .. don't, make us even more frustrated, huh?!" pinta as well as the decree that Arfan said to Fayra.
Not wanting to argue, Fayra threw her gaze in any direction. For a long time he was indifferent to Arfan and Raynar. It seemed, a sense of annoyance began to radiate throughout his fragile body.
"Get the two of you out! I want to be alone. I don't need you guys here" he said firmly and straightforwardly.
"But, Fay .. ka-" Arfan's speech was directly on the edge with a circus by Fayra.
"Get out, Mas ...!" he strangled it by enduring the pain in the part of his stomach that he continued to hold tightly to.
"Come, Mas! We go outside." exclaimed Arfan.
Raynar nodded and looked at his sister's face before he left.
However, Fayra is a woman who is sensitive to everything. Especially if she is pregnant at the moment. The level of sensitivity is increasing many times.
A blank look is directed at a window that reflects light. Give it a little space to peek at the clear sky out there.
The mouth no longer spoke, only the heart that he tried to always be firm. In his heart, he prayed to penetrate the sky full of love. The sky that displays a lot of beautiful sparkles up there.
"Yes ... Robb, am I wrong? If, you can't accept a fate that I can't bear and carry, right? What is sin if I desire to sink for a moment at the bottom of the deepest sea? I feel like I am not strong and cannot take the test from You. Will I be able to give birth to this child into the world later huh, God? Why, is this exam so hard for me? Truly ... I am not strong yes, Allah ...."
Fayra continued to stare towards the sky which increasingly displayed an amazing sight. The white cloud swirls and changes because of the wind that blows it.
In fact, right now the Fayra Netra is capturing a moving cloud and forming a heart pattern, which is not very clear at a glance.
It seems that God is comforting Fayra in His unusual and incomprehensible way, relying only on logic. God must be understood with conscience. Not with self-selfishness that reigns. There is no creature that He (God) hates. All of God loves.
We should not blaspheme the destiny that God has laid out for us. But, reveal the destiny that Allah has given with sincerity of heart and noble character. It is not about what is given to us. But be grateful for what God has given.
"Astaghfirullah the enzyme ...." Fayra only realized her mistake of wanting to do evil to herself.
"Pardon the servant of Allah ...! Forgive the servant who has forgotten himself. Forget to thank You and be grateful for what You have given me all this time. Hiks .. sorry, yes ... Allah ...! Astaghfirullah azim ...." Fayra continued to differ in both her heart and her speech.
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Adiwangsa Maheswara Residence ...
This time Savina felt the warmth of the family, when she set foot again at home. The house that witnessed his birth and became the place where he grew up.
Highlights of shady eyes that have been inundated by clear circles that have crystallized. Then it broke and came down through the cheeks that still looked radiant, even though he was no longer young.
Hazna welcomed the return of the eldest daughter with open arms to quickly embrace Savina's fragile body. Greetings, Savina did the same.
"Mrs ...." Savina said, hugging tightly the body of Hazna who was ready to welcome his embrace.
"My son .. My poor baby. I'm sorry, honey! Forgive me for not paying attention to you, dear. Forgive mom who has made you feel neglected and isolated in this house. Really-" Savina put her index finger on those quivering lips.
"Enough, Ma! I don't want to hear those words anymore. Hugged me like this. Embrace me when I fall and can no longer rise from my slump." Savina hugged her mother's trembling body again.
No more tears that Savina let out. Now he feels better with a smile that has expanded. It is like a rose that has been scattered. Look more beautiful ... beautiful .. with an aura full of love.
Adiwangsa also dissolves in the nuances of blue haru wife and child. However, he still showed his firmness and decisiveness as the head of the family.
Although many problems are now plaguing his family from various directions. But he is sure that the hand of Allah, the Most Sturdy, will never leave him who always rests and surrenders.
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Life in this world will always be tried and tested. There is no one God will not test in this world. For the test teaches us the meaning of the word, 'real life'.
Love your life, cherish your time, give your best. As long as you try, God willing.
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