Fazila Tipan From Heaven

Distrusting

Araf sat down while cupping his face with both hands, occasionally he took a deep breath and slowly exhaled roughly from his lips.

He never predicted that his mother would come to see him in her first week at his humble cottage.

Mama! Four letters incarnate into one word, sounding perfect when spoken from the lips of anyone who has it.

Mamma... Means best friend, all complaints can be conveyed to him. But not for Araf, hearing the words of his mother he would certainly fall, surprised until he could not smile if close to him.

Araf you have to be like this. Araf you should be. It was as if this and so word was truly his enemy in a short period of time. Araf, however, is still a son who will love and respect his parents until his last breath, for that is how every child should behave.

Love's. Affection. Respect. That's just a small part of what every child has to do with their parents.

What was? Are you getting bored? Didn't I ask you not to come to the country! Basic sucks. Araf smiled reading a short message sent by his best friend.

I'm not that bad! I'm very happy here. Just try to come here, I make sure you will instantly fall in love with the charm of this place and the girls. Reply Araf.

Is there only a woman in your head? Why do you keep inserting women in every conversation...

Sure oes. I am a woman lover, how could I be far away from that beautiful creature. Unlike you, you only have one woman. Seren's a lucky woman. Reply Araf again in his short message.

I've cut ties with that woman!

Whahuh? Ohhh... Oh gosh. How did that happen? Don't you love her so much? Araf got up from his supine position, he was so shocked to read his best friend's short message.

Yaah... That was. Alright, I will contact you later, I currently have a lot of work.

Araf turned his lips to read the last message his best friend had sent. Actually he wants to vent at length, unfortunately their communication must be stopped because of the busyness of one of them.

...***...

"Fifth, bring the file sent by Setstation Tv. I wonder what kind of show they'll be airing during Ramadan." Alan said from the phone.

"Okay boss, I'll bring you soon." Reply to Iklima which then the phone connection is turned off.

A minute later.

Tok.Tok-sign.Tok.

"Lake in." I said without looking at the door.

"Boss, this is the file you requested."

"Put it there!" Point me at the front desk of the couch.

"Does the boss need anything else?"

"Nothing."

"Okay, I'm sorry." Iklima reply then slowly walk backwards.

No matter what God created this man's heart, he was colder than Ice. And harder than the rock. Lirih Iklima in his heart, he still walked backwards while watching his cold boss face.

"Have you finished looking at my face? Can you get Bobby for me?" hearing my words, Iklima almost fell down in shock. Maybe he didn't realize that I was always watching everything around me. This time he was caught.

"Ma.sorry boss." Said Iklima nervously while hurriedly walking out.

After Iklima left, only I and my work remained, slowly I went to the sofa where the file placed Iklima.

"Do you not fear God!" I flinched, looking to my left and right for the source of the sound. There is no one but me. I was shocked and my heart beat faster. That short speech was like a Molotov cocktail that destroyed everything I had. My tears began to drip, I went to the door, locked it from the inside so that no one would see me in this condition.

Many years have passed since that incident, why do I remember it again now. I'm disgusted. I'm disgusted at myself.

"God forgive me, I'm the sinner." I quietly cried while crying bitterly.

Tok.Tok-sign.Tok.

The sound of knocking on the door echoed in my ears, the louder the sound of knocking the stronger my memories of the painful past.

"Leave me alone..." My words were rough with the roar of tears still dripping down.

No more knocking on the door, every second I shivered in fear. Faintly the girl's face appeared, dancing in my mind.

"Hikkp...Hickk. I'm sorry miss. Ii'm sorry. This whole life of sin will continue to haunt me. Where should I look for you? I wish you well, so you can punish and curse me for the rest of your life!" I still say with tears. I never knew I was this weak, every time I remembered my bad actions towards that weak woman my entire body felt numb.

God, if it's possible to meet me with that woman so I can apologize to her. Lirihku slowly while wiping away the tears with the back of my hand.

...***...

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..."

"Wa'alaikumsalam, are you home, baby? quickly change your clothes, after that we'll have lunch together." I said while putting food on the dining table.

"Ummi, Fazila's hungry. Is Fazila allowed to change clothes later?"

"Well, first you have to wash your hands with soap, then we'll eat." Say it again while smiling a thin smile.

My daughter's face looks happy, I don't know what my sweet elf is going through until she's that happy. Her sweet smile always took away my sorrow, in front of her smile my sorrow no longer meant anything.

"Ummi, does Ummi know?" Fazila was still teasing when he spoke like that.

"Of course Ummi doesn't know, you haven't said anything." Reply while grabbing and holding my favorite fairy.

"Ummi, now Fazila's big. Ummi can bribe me, but Ummi can't take me." My daughter looked at me with a face.

"La. Ummi knows you're so big, now eat this!" I said it again while feeding Fazila.

The sweet boy smiled for a while before he accepted my first bribe. No suffering stops the way of life, and no sorrow can take away hope. Being a single mom seems really scary, but after I went through, everything felt fine. One thing is certain, my faith is growing in the Almighty. And now I'm living happily with the little elf that I love the most in the world.

...***...

Alan. Your life will not end so easily. I quietly lay down on the bed.

After crying I feel much better, since the events of eight years ago I turned into a different figure. Angry, cold, and worse, I became a whiny peach. Only the weak cry, and I turn into a weak figure every time I remember the lack of my teachings for taking away the sanctity of innocent women.

Cring...Cringes.

"Call..." Answer me flat.

"Alan Bro's... Are you free now?" Said someone over there.

I smiled then slowly replied "Yes." I'm sure this friend of mine will tell you everything that's happened to him in the past week. The male curses will happen again, with the story at length then we will dissolve in the same feelings, sad or happy?I don't know. One thing is for sure, no matter how much trouble comes I always convince myself that everything will be okay, so the heart will be calm.

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