Fazila Tipan From Heaven

Dormitory

Thirty-five children gathered at the hafiz Qur'an dormitory, one of whom was Fazila. Today Fazila is accompanied by Kiai Hasan. Fortunately the sweet boy did not complain when Nyai Latifa asked her beautiful Ummi to stay in the hospital to wait for her and help her.

"Grandfather Kiai, when did Nyai's grandmother come home from the hospital? Fazila doesn't like that place! That place is so scary." Fazila complained with her soft voice.

Instead of answering Fazila's question, Kiai Hasan instead chuckled at the expression of the sweet girl in front of him.

"I want Ummi and Nyai's grandmother to be with us here!" Say Fazila again. That pretty face is down. There is also a sense of longing and disappointment that covers his heart and mind

"Your grandmother will soon recover, after which we will be together again. Now go, you gotta say hello to your new friend." Pinta Kiai Hasan pointed at the group of children who had just arrived with his entourage, out of nowhere they came from.

During these two days Nyai Latifa's condition has not shown any changes, her body condition is getting weaker, plus last night Nyai Latifa experienced tremendous shortness of breath. Fortunately after treatment from Rasyit doctor Nyai Latifa condition gradually improved. This morning Kiai Hasan asked all of Santri to pray for the recovery of Nyai Latifa led by ustadz Fikri from the vidio connection.

The fear that filled Kiai Hasan's chest cavity made him unable to think calmly, anxiety began to greet the bottom of his heart, fortunately children as sweet as Fazila could reduce his restlessness and anxiety.

"Assalamu'alaikum." The greeting sourced from behind his back made Kiai Hasan surprised. He turned around smiling.

"Wa'alaikum... Alan boy, are you here?" Kiai Hasan asked while shaking my hand. The face of half her baby carved a sincere smile. I've never met anyone as sincere as him, this is our second meeting but he still remembers my name clearly, it means he respects me as much as I respect him.

"La. I just arrived." My reply was brief.

"There's a bit of work I have to finish in this place, I really didn't expect to see Kiai here." My welcome.

"It is precisely I who did not expect to meet Alan's son here, considering the flight hours of Alan's son is quite dense." Kiai Hasan replied with a genuine smile.

Flying hours? That sounds funny. I smiled back at Kiai Hasan. This time it was different, not the smile I was trying to force on my mom or my extended family.

"What is Kiai doing in this place? If Kiai wants to, we can find a comfortable place to chat, I mean over coffee!" I said slowly, trying to be friendly.

"Thank you for the kindness of Alan! God willing, we can have coffee next time. I am currently taking my granddaughter to the dorm. God willing, he'll be in a contest that Alan wants to sponsor."

Ahh .. Yes, I forgot. Kiai Hasan once told me about his grandson. I didn't expect to meet him so soon.

"Many children are there, among all the children, which is Kiai's grandson?" I asked while looking at the group of children who were lined up in front of Studio one.

"Son Alan see that green shirt, that's my granddaughter." Reply Kiai Hasan while showing off her happy smile.

Green Shirt! Among all the children, there is only one girl who uses a green channel shirt with a head covering cloth that has the same color. The boy is seen shaking the hand of the girl next to him, I estimate he is introducing himself to add friends. Because I often do the same thing, no need to wait for others to introduce themselves, I better start the introduction myself.

Glekkk!

I swallowed my saliva as soon as I saw the sweet boy's face perfectly. He's the same kid, the kid who almost cried because of my sniffling remarks to him. He was also the same son, the son who walked in tandem with Iklima. He was also the same child, the son of the woman Araf assessed whom I myself did not know how his face looked.

Oh my god! He's the guy! The world is really narrow! I murmured without taking my eyes off the sweet boy.

"Di-he really h cu-cu Kiai Hasan?" I'm nervous. There was not a word that came out from Kiai Hasan's speech other than the nod that was accompanied by a smile that adorned the face of half her baby.

Hmmmmm! There was the sound of long breaths from the middle-aged man standing in front of me. The face that was filled with a smile changed in just a few seconds. I hope it's not a big deal until it makes her look very worried.

"Father can only hope that the children and grandchildren of the father are given happiness by the power. It's enough they feel the pain."

I frowned, I thought it was very strange Kiai Hasan answered my question with a different answer. I'd be sad if the mother and the child were suffering, but that's not the answer I want to hear.

"Life is not always smooth, sometimes we cry without anyone knowing. And I know my granddaughter's mother spent half her life working hard and tears.

Recently, the sweet boy suffered a calamity. People who always look for trouble with his Ummi deliberately pushed him until he suffered a broken bone. Fortunately, Araf's doctor did his job so well that the sweet boy didn't have any severe injuries." Said kiai Hasan explained, his eyes could not be separated from the sweet boy.

While the one in his eyes looks full of enthusiasm, his smile is as beautiful as Full Moon, just by looking at it can bring peace. Now I understand how my mother felt forcing me to get married. It seems like mama has the same reason as me, that sweet boy is too calming.

Out of nowhere the sadness slipped into my chest cavity, seeing the sweet boy walking while dragging his feet was so heartbreaking, it hurt so much that I wanted to cry in front of Kiai Hasan.

Aaaaaaaaaa! I screamed without a sound.

Alan, you're a lousy guy! Why do you want to cry to see someone else's child get hurt? Whether his leg is broken, or his hand is broken, what do you care? I muttered to myself, I also started to blame myself. I don't usually care about other people.

"Fazila, here baby..." Call Kiai Hasan while waving his hand.

"What's Kiai's grandfather?" Ask the sweet boy with a smile.

"Secondly, he's Alan's uncle!" Kiai Hasan introduced me. I don't know what that sweet boy was thinking, just looking at my face, he was hiding behind the tall body of Kiai Hasan. It seemed like our first meeting that night gave a bad impression in his heart and mind.

"What's up, baby? Uncle Alan is a good man! you don't have to be afraid of him!" Kiai Hasan said again, hearing Kiai Hasan's defense made me feel tremendous relief, somehow I felt afraid that the sweet child would hate me, even though before I hated children so much.

"Fazila met him! He's a gluttonous uncle, Fazila doesn't like him!" Reply to the sweet boy from behind Kiai Hasan's back.

There was disappointment in my heart hearing his words. Yaah... I was always sniffling, I never thought when someone said I was sniffling, it felt so sad, especially the sweet boy in front of me who said it.

"Uncle is not that bad! That night uncle was just upset, not you. But to someone else!" Said explained.

Oh My God! What the hell am I doing! Why am I acting so silly! I murmured in my heart, I even aligned myself with that sweet child.

"Do you want to be my friend?" I asked him while extending my hand.

A minute passed but his hand was still hidden behind the cloth covering his head. I don't think it's this sweet kid that's in the Dorm, but I'm the one who's in the Dorm, my silly behavior starts crashing again.

I feel weird myself, for what I'm friends with a little kid.

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