Divine Destiny
#43
The rain was pouring down the city of Bandung the screams of rain very loud sounding disturbing the sleep of a girl who had been sleeping as if to signal to wake up look at me who is waiting for you to tell me to every stream of water the rain that flows so that the burden on the girl is lost carried away by the flow of rain to leave a trail.
Slowly the girl blinked her hazel eyes adjusted the bright light because too much crying made the heavy girl open her eyes perfectly plus a sense of dizziness spinning on her head.
His eyes narrowed all around the room there was not a single human in the room except the girl herself and some of the objects in the room.
"Same mother bang Farhan where is she? " ask the girl downstream to herself.
The tiny hand slowly pulled the girl's blanket down from her bed walking slowly towards the window looking at the heavy rain stubs erasing the footprints and the vehicles passing through the rest.
" i'm sorry mas" muttered the girl stared softly at the carcass outside the window that was still raining as if to confide in the rain that the girl asked for help to drift away her so as not to be shackled with guilt and regret.
The girl was not aware that what she did or wanted would only hurt herself and those who loved her dearly.
" Gold deserves a much better man than Adek... " muttered the girl again as if talking to the figure he mentioned when the girl just stared blankly at the rain stubs that began to subside.
" kids... "
Rahma turned around with a smile covering her bitterness hearing a soft voice calling her who else if not the dear Mother.
" yes Bun." said Rahma approaching the gurney where there is the Mother.
"what's there, baby... "
"emmmz Rahma just saw the rain so miss the rain... "
Mother Fatimah was silent for a moment to see the exfresi of her son who tried to smile as if he wanted to show that he was okay.
But the girl forgets that a mother cannot be lied to because the sensitivity and inner bond of a mother is very thick.
"You can aja. ha. ha. ha. "timpal mother Fatimah while laughing trying to joke following what her son did.
"Rahma wants to go home Bun. "now Rahma's speech turned cold and firm again made Fatimah's mother stop her laughter and stare fixedly at her beloved daughter.
" why Nak?.. when the mother has a surprise. " said mother Fatimah enthusiastically.
"what a pleasure Bun.. "
" your husband is aware of Nak. Come mother between the rooms. "mother Fatimah so excited to say it and hold Rahma's hand to come with her.
But what was pulled even silent made Mother Fatimah frowned "why son. are you not happy your husband realized." Mother Fatimah asked softly.
" that's not Bun. precisely Rahma was happy to hear Azam was aware... "
" trus why Mother's daughter does not want Mother to invite.itukan who wants Rahma from yesterday to meet Azam... "
Now Rahma silently did not answer the words of her mother wanted it to feel like Rahma ran towards her husband and hugged him tightly as if afraid of losing channeling a suffocating longing but what is the power of everything is only the wish of her inappropriate self what he's doing.
He only gave hurt and disappointment deserved he was coupled again with Azam had many mistakes that he did indeed wife who is not worthy of being called a wife.
" Rahma could not bun. "the words finally escaped from the tiny lips of Rahma.
"Astahfirullah Son, what are you saying.. "
"Please Mother's tally.."
" No Bun Rahma does not deserve his forgiveness. hik. "missed already tears that alone Rahma endured very sick say that but what power he also really felt embarrassed to show his face.
Degs...
Mother Fatimah was very surprised it turns out that her frediksi was wrongly thought her son would be very happy to hear Azam's recovery and wanted to meet but this was instead her daughter tortured herself again by avoiding.
Mother Fatimah forgot what happened so happy to hear Azam has forgiven and now it must be how? .
"Don't torture yourself more deeply, son. "mother Fatimah hugged her child tightly.
"Hic... Bun take Rahma home. Please understand hik.... "
Kalu Rahma had made a decision to make Fatimah's mother confused as to how else to persuade her son if forced to fear Rahma would be desperate for Fatimah's mother to know how the character of her stubborn child.
Puddles of water on the road leftover from stagnant rainwater make the vehicles slow to advance their cars because many pedestrians pass by.
Rahma just looked out the window of the car glass that Farhan was driving.Kosong that's the gaze of Rahma I don't know what he was thinking only he and god know.
Sometimes Rahma wiped her tears that came out making Mother Fatimah look at her beloved daughter.
Because it was forced to finally mother Fatimah to approve her son home even though with a heavy heart but want how else Mother Fatimah also does not want anything to happen to her child may now her son again need his own to calm down his thoughts on the condition that Rahma should go home not to the house of her Mother.Farhan just silently did not want to say a word fearing mispronunciation .
While Zam-zam he has returned home to Jakarta again because many patients who wait can not long leave the hospital.
The car that was driven by Farhanpun stopped right in front of Azaml's house" do not wake Bun so that only Abang who was carrying.. " said Farhan slowly prevent the mother woke up the sleeping sister Fatimah just nodded.
By slowly carrying his sister Farhan is not too difficult because the house of Azam does not have a simple house with a classic style but quite spacious but when compared to the modern two-story house still lost with the vastness of Azam house three rooms, one work room, one kitchen, dining room, family room, tv room, spacious courtyard, swimming pool and a little garden where relaxing Azam and Rahma.
Slowly Farhan put his sister slowly afraid to wake up.Farhan pulled a blanket to cover his sister because the weather was very tiding after the rain.
"Bun Farhan came home first well." said Farhan approaching his mother who was in the kitchen.
" Yes Nak be careful.Greetings to your wife say to Azka Grandma kangen.. " Farhan kissed the back of Fatimah's mother's hand with solemnity.
"Assalamualaikum "
"Waalaikum... " .
Mother Fatimah continued her activities to make porridge for her children occasionally Mother Fatimah throw a rough breath "well. forgive Mother can not keep our children..." inner mother Fatimah while wiping the tears that come out.
"If there is a father, Rahma will listen to the words of father... "
That is a mother always blames herself with what happened to her child when it was not her fault.
Being a good mother is everyone's wish just that not everyone is lucky.
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