Fazila Tipan From Heaven

Kneeled

Since morning my chest has been pounding, tight. It was as if something bad had awaited me and it would happen without stopping. I don't know where this fate will take me! Bad or not? I really don't know, all I know is that my sweet daughter shouldn't have the slightest problem.

Huhhhhhh!

I let out a rough sigh, hoping that this unease would evaporate with my long sigh. Everything is just nonsense, even my anxiety is getting worse. Considering how the family took Fazila without my permission made me even more terrified.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.."

I was surprised, my head turned towards the source of the voice. As usual, Fazila's sweet smile cooled my heart.

"Ummi why? Is there a problem?"

No answer from me. There was only the sound of rough breathing. Seeing me not excited my sweet princess instantly frowned. For a long time we stared at each other without a word coming out of our lips.

"I know why Ummi looks worried!" My sweet daughter tried to guess while narrowing her eyes. Honestly, I often squint my eyes if I am really very curious about something.

"Are you worried about something? Or Abb..." My sweet daughter's words were stuck in her throat. He covered his lips with both hands, his eyes perfectly rounded. I don't know what he'll say until he looks worried that I'll scold him if he finishes his words.

"Can Ummi tell you a story?"

"Of course!" Reply to my sweet daughter with a fluffy smile on her thin lips. I deliberately started my short question to have my sweet daughter relax again like before.

"Does the beautiful daughter of Ummi still remember the doctor's uncle?"

"Why is Ummi suddenly talking about the doctor's uncle? Without Ummi asking Meyda would always remember her. He's Fazila's friend!"

Meyda's? I smiled as I pinched my sweet daughter's cheek. If he calls his first name 'Meyda' he'll act like a detective. The detective who will ask me questions until I make him give up then smiles broadly.

Fazila's? I opened my lips when my sweet daughter mentioned her last name. That means he is comfortable with the person we are going to talk about.

"What's with doctor's uncle? Did he ask Ummi to meet? No need to ask, if Ummi wants to, Ummi can see him."

I tried to guess his words. How could my sweet daughter know that Doctor Araf asked to see me. I haven't even said anything to her.

"Can Ummi really go?"

My sweet daughter nodded again, but with a slow nod.

All righty! Let's meet up! I was also curious, I don't know what the doctor was going to say until he asked me to come. An hour? I just need to give him an hour. After that I will go back home. I started muttering to myself without taking my eyes off my sweet daughter. Fazila is still as usual. He smiled to calm me down, for he knew that my heart was troubled. This uneasiness began to trickle in filling my chest cavity, a restlessness that came out of nowhere.

...***...

Two hours have passed since I left my sweet daughter in the Dormitory, now I'm sitting sweetly in a fragrant restaurant.

Luxurious?

One word that even sounded very foreign in my sense of hearing. All my life I used to always live a simple life, now I sit in a magnificent place that even a portion of food was worth my three months' worth of shopping money. I really don't think, should I spend hundreds or even millions of dollars on a serving of food, while in different places other people swallow their saliva because of hunger. Now that my appetite is starting to disappear, what should I do so that this handsome doctor in front of me is not offended by the words that I will give out.

Every now and then I look at the shady netra of Doctor Araf, he seems happy. I was confused what made him so happy. Is he happy to meet me? Eeeii.... It was impossible because we knew each other for no more than four months, in the space of four months I spoke to him only a few times, he said, it was a wonder why Doctor Araf was so familiar with my sweet daughter, Meyda Noviana Fazila.

"I'd rather if you took me out to eat by the side of the road! Not that I don't like this place! This place is so beautiful and comfortable, it's just that I prefer to spend my time in a place that won't make my heart turn away from the attitude of simplicity." I said with caution, I'm afraid doctor Araf will be offended.

"I understand what Miss Fatimah meant. Fazila has explained everything, only I have no choice but this place.

This place belongs to my best friend! By being here we have forced my friend to accompany us, so there will be no Slander that will approach Miss Fatimah." Doctor Araf explained.

I could only nod slowly at the brief explanation, I guess it made sense. Doctor Araf was seen smiling, not at me but the person standing behind my back. I slowly turned my eyes toward the object that made Doctor Araf happy with his presence.

Netraku. Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, I was shocked beyond measure. My chest feels tight. Seeing the figure in front of me made my blood flow faster.

It felt like I wanted to run away from where I was resting at the moment, unfortunately Doctor Araf's sincere smile held back my footsteps. And without Dr. Araf knowing I started to shed tears. This is how I am, instead of swearing at others with harsh words I shed tears to calm my wounded heart.

"You've arrived? Come, come! I'll introduce you to Miss Fatimah." Doctor Araf approached his friend and asked him to sit next to me. We sit at one table? I never imagined this would happen before. Really, my anger that had subsided again filled my chest cavity. I can't pretend anymore.

I took a deep breath then slowly exhaled it rough from the lips. Of course Doctor Araf didn't know I was upset because he just smiled in front of his best friend.

"Excuse me, I'm gonna take a toilet for a second!" My words were spontaneous after that brash man had just sat next to me. How could I sit with her, I just couldn't help but stifle her.

"She's the woman I always tell you about! Isn't she pretty?" I faintly heard the words of Doctor Araf. I don't know what Dr. Araf told me about myself, I don't think the brash guy knows anything but just about my favorite food.

Doctor Araf looked surprised to see the look of a nervous face and annoyed me. However, he could only nod his head.

Five minutes later, instead of a ketoilet I stood staring at the hotel balcony with tears that I could not stand anymore. I cried a mouthful, I felt like cursing but my words could only be stuck in my throat. I was so upset that I felt like I was going to die. My body trembled, I wanted to vent my still pent-up anger.

"Don't hold your kemaran! You can curse me! Even if you want you can kill me!" Speak the voice that is behind my back. Instantly my cries came to a halt as soon as I saw the haunted figure standing in front of me, out of nowhere the feelings of anger and hatred mixed into one. My teeth were shaking, my eyes as sharp as daggers.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me!" I said in a high voice. Instead of yelling back at me, that annoying figure standing five steps away from me was kneeling down with a face filled with regret. I could clearly see that he was shedding tears. Whether it was tears of regret or tears of pretense, I really couldn't guess.

"I-I'm mi-n-ta maafffff! I'm sorryfff!" Said the figure kneeling in front of me. His voice was stifled by his crying voice. He did not dare to look me in the face. He knelt down and ducked, after saying Sorry not a word came out of his lips, only the sound of his sobbing was heard, the sound of crying that sounded increasingly bitter.

"I'm sorry? You're apologizing! Tell me one reason that will make me forgive you?" I asked with anger that still filled my chest cavity.

"Sorry! I'm sorry. I'm a sinner. Just end my life so that the burden in my heart is gone along with this loss of life!" Say again.

"Ending your life? It's too easy for a sinner like you. You can't imagine how many tears I've shed because of your depravity.

Never ask me for anything because you will never hear what you want to hear. The more I think about the bad things that happened to me the more I feel disgusted at you." I said with a vibrating voice. I don't know where my power came from to anger him. I wanted to scold her with harsh words so that there would be no one who would dare to speak rudely after me. I don't know what's holding me back from scolding her.

"Maafff..." I could only hear an apology from her lips. With tears still flowing down the river he looked at me with a gaze I could hardly understand. The burly body was still kneeling in front of me, but I didn't care about it.

Verily the sobbing of her tears made my chest flutter, my anger a little lessened. The shadow of how she abused my pride as a woman made me even more disgusted at her. If I could I'd like to hit her on the head with the shoes I'm wearing, but my sweet daughter's smile is as if dancing on my eyes. If I were to scold her with a rude gesture it would be the same as if I were insulting my sweet daughter. My daughter is my strength! My daughter is the most beautiful gift of my life! My daughter is a precious Pearl that I have because my daughter is the Custody of Heaven that I must guard with affection and love. I don't want to insult him just because of a man I don't even remember his name.

Pardon me! Pardon me! Pardon me!

It was just that word that I heard from his mouth ever since he started kneeling on the cold floor. I don't know, can I forgive the brash man I wanted to exterminate from this world? I don't know where this fate will take me.

The man was still sobbing when I left him. I left without saying anything. I hope after this I won't see him again.

...***...