Fazila Tipan From Heaven

Small Desire

"The coffee, please enjoy!" I said, inviting two men who were sitting on the porch of the house.

They nodded slowly, a second later the two handsome men threw smiles at each other while saying 'Thank you.'

"Will Miss Fatimah not sit with us?" Araf asked as he thrust the cake at the man next to him.

"Miss Fatimah, thank you." Connect the man sitting next to Araf.

"What's? Do you know Miss Fatimah too? How come?" Araf asked out of curiosity.

"Sir, I met Miss Fatimah when I got home from the clinic. He left food for you."

"So lunch yesterday from Miss Fatimah?" Araf asked again while putting the nearly exhausted coffee cup on the table.

"Thank you, the doctor was always nice to my daughter. I just want to tell you, next month I'm going to Jakarta with Fazila!" I break the silence.

"What's? Jakarta, how can it?"

"Alhamdulillah. Fazila passed the Hafizd Qur'an Audition. For the next month we will live in Jakarta together." Reply with a thin smile.

"Gee... That's big news Miss Fatimah. I'd be happy if I could be there and give a standing ovation to our sweet Fazila." For the first time Araf dared to look at the woman in front of him with a proud look.

We were? I feel like I am expressing my feelings! What if he misunderstands? How do I express my feelings to her? If she accepts me, will you accept her? It's really confusing! Lirih Araf pretended to smile.

"Didn't Doctor Araf come from Jakarta? It would be nice if you could come with us too."

"Nnnl..." Fazila called while running towards me.

"Don't run, son."

"Ummi, today Fazila will play at the doctor's uncle's house. Fazila's going home before Ashar."

"Son, you mustn't bother doctor uncle. He's got a lot of work to do. If you want to play, you can go to Lisa's or Dena's." I said as I stroked my daughter's face which seemed to start pouting.

"It's okay Miss Fatimah, Fazila can play with me if you bother." Reply Bodyguard Araf.

"Fazila, son. You mustn't trouble the doctor's uncle and his friend. Youunderstand?" I asked while looking at my daughter's face, she replied with just a nod of her head.

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"Good afternoon, Alan! It's nice to meet you in person."

I stared at the new face standing in front of me. He smiled as he put his hand out. I grabbed that hand while smiling thinly just to respect my opponent.

That's how I am, even if my problems exceed my strength, I'll pretend to smile in front of business associates. It was as if the life I was living was filled with pretence.

"It's nice to meet you. Where is Santos sir? Wasn't he the one who made the promise with my secretary?"

"Sorry Mr. Alan, Santos will be here soon. Coincidentally yesterday his wife had an accident, so he and his wife went to the hospital. You don't have to worry, he's on his way and soon he'll be there." Said the middle-aged man standing in front of me, he looked friendly even though he hadn't had time to introduce himself.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself! My name is Mr. Teddy, I'm his assistant." Said the man who claimed his name was Teddy.

Tok.Tok-sign.Tok.

He smiled as he thrust his hand, we sat back down after shaking hands. Before starting the serious conversation, two maidservants came over carrying tea and cake.

"Thank you, Mr. Alan wants to see us! I hope our Ramadan event will bring blessings." Say Mr. Santos while offering the tea he has poured in a cup.

"Father just say whatever you need, you just call my secretary." I said while receiving the tea offered by Mr. Santos.

"Our company has prepared a Hundred Million scholarship for the winner of the event. You don't have to worry if you need help. I can't attend the father's event, even so I'll send my secretary during the event."

"Sir Alan knows we're very grateful that you're willing to be our biggest sponsor. We pray that God will bring untold happiness to father and family."

Hearing Mr. Santos say as the wind of heaven caresses my heart, there is a sense of happiness that I cannot express with just words.

Opa's anger can still hold. I'm not afraid anymore if the media is after me! What I fear is that I spent my life with the wrong people.

🌺🌼🌺

Meanwhile in a different city, Araf enjoyed his afternoon relaxing at home. In the company of his personal bodyguard who has not spoken since.

Their age is only a year adrift, which is why Araf easily befriends him.Araf's sociable personality makes it difficult to find new friends wherever he is.

"Oh you, I always forget your name! Am I becoming forgetful now? I don't know!" Say Araf while scratching his head that does not itch.

In the corner, Fazila started laughing and saw the look on Araf's face.

"Uncle doctor, aren't you very smart? Why can't you remember a friend's name." Fazila asked as she held her stomach.

"Friends? He's not my friend!" Araf reply brief.

"Amir used to say 'He's not my friend' to me, to Lisa and Dena too. But until now we're still friends, are you guys fighting?" Fazila asked again while sitting next to Araf.

"The name is Uncle Bagas. I really like you both." Say Fazila again while holding Araf and Bagas' hands together.

Araf gestured with his index finger for Bagas to leave because he wanted to be alone with the sweet Fazila.

"So what did you say? You're saying I'm smart?" Araf tickled Fazila's stomach with a smile, two different genarasi human children laughed off each other. Araf never thought he would be easy to get along with small children, even though before he did not like children.

What is so special about this kid? Why is it so easy to get close to him. Araf's mind while looking at Fazila's face fixed.

"What do you want to do? Uncle doctor will do everything for you!" Say Araf while fixing Fazila's head covering cloth that looks slanted.

"What do I want to do?" Fazila thought for a moment, he looked serious.

"Fazila wants to see Abi! Take a walk around town holding Abi and Ummi's hands, enjoying breakfast and dinner every day!" Fazila said in a soft voice, her face looking sad.

Araf patted Fazila on the shoulder, dissolving into his empty mood.

"Unfortunately it will never happen. Ummi always cries when he remembers Abi." Fazila continued, still showing off her sad face.

My God, I know I'm not close to you. Nevertheless, I want to beg you. Show Fazila little desire to meet his father even if only for a second. Lirih Araf while hugging the sweet boy who was about to cry in front of him.

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