Fazila Tipan From Heaven

Untempered

The glittering stage of Hafidz Qur'an this afternoon brings a slightly different atmosphere, the stage decoration with extraordinary lighting this time brings a new spirit to the remaining participants of Hafizd Qur'an. Three weeks have passed since the first airing process but still all this feels very stressful.

"Ommy... Is Ummi tense again?" I remembered my sweet daughter's brief question before the show began.

Tense out? Yaah... I feel tense every time my sweet daughter performs on stage. What do I need to do to get my heart back to calm? An hour had passed since this event was staged live on Private TV channel but my heart still felt the same, worried, sad, tense, scared and anxious, she said, it felt like all those feelings filled my chest cavity until breathing was very heavy.

Right now I am sitting on the left stage with the three Guardians of the children who became Rival Fazila, they are just like me, they are like me, they looked tense since we sat in the chair that had been prepared by the Hafidz Qur'an event committee.

Thanksmeme it... We are with you and you are still watching us. This is the proud event of all of us Hafidz Indonesia... Blessings with the Quran.

The opening remarks of the host who was the same age as me sounded excited. His handsome and happy face makes the Hafidz stage this afternoon feel warm and pleasant. Even the young host did not stop to smile from his thin lips, as if his smile was telling 'There is no big problem because God is great, God is great, no sorrow will come upon you if you make the Quran your guide'

I rubbed my chest while closing my eyes, trying to bring my daughter, Meyda Noviana Fazila, a pretty face.

We have witnessed the performance of three outstanding Finalists, and this time we will witness the last appearance of our last participant, we welcome Meyda Noviana Fazila...

The sound of applause from the audience present in the studio resounded in my ears, they welcomed the entry of my sweet daughter in the middle of the stage of Hafidz Qur'an. I smiled at Fazila's smiling face, I knew she must be nervous. I was so proud of him because he was able to cope with his current state, a state that I myself still feel nervous is incredible.

Fatimah... Your daughter is so proud! Although he looked tense, he managed to get through his fear. You're so lucky! I muttered to myself while wiping the corner of the eye with the back of my hand.

This time my gaze turned toward the front seat on the left side, where the family of the man had sat, the man I couldn't name without incising a single remaining wound.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." My sweet princess said her greetings while waving her hands greeting everyone.

"Wa'alaikum..."

Everyone replied to my sweet daughter's greetings with a great feeling of relief. Really, my tears are back. Never once did I imagine a day like this would be present in my suny life.

Meanwhile, in the rear corner of the chair entered a sturdy man wearing a suit. His family was not aware of his arrival because indeed he came when the lights were turned off, only the lights on the stage were lit to add to the impression of amazing.

"Hi son, how are you doing...?" The young host again greeted Fazila.

"Good, brother!"

"How do you feel after being in the top four? This time the challenge was a little tough. Fortunately it is not much different from your three previous friends. Ahaha!" The host's speech was accompanied by his trademark laughter.

"Fazila was very nervous, because there was Ummi so Fazila did not feel afraid anymore!"

"You love Ummi so much? I heard you were alone with Ummi. Is that true?"

The Young Host again parsed his question, the question was very simple but my sweet daughter would definitely cry over it. What am I supposed to do?

"Fazila and Ummi lived alone. But not anymore." Reply to my sweet daughter with a fluffy smile at her beautiful hour.

It turned out that I was wrong, my sweet daughter did not shed tears, she instead smiled as if the world was singing to her. That means she's very happy, and I'll consider her feelings even if it's just stifling my chest.

Abi's? Abi's? Abi's? That one word sounds strange in my ear. I admit now that I don't hate him much, even so I still can't accept his presence. I still give time to myself. God willing, my feelings of resentment, anger, hate and hurt will soon disappear because I believe God will heal all wounds as we live this life by surrendering to the owner of the soul, God.

...***...

Alan... There is nothing more you need in this life. Even without you asking the Most Merciful God, the Most Merciful has given everything for you. Which favor of your Lord do you deny...? I muttered to myself while standing firmly in the elevator.

Two hours have passed since the amazing performance of my Salihaku princess. Really, I've never felt this much happiness before. The presence of my holy daughter brings a lot of happiness in my life, even my lips do not stop sharing a charming smile. Luckily I was alone in the elevator. I think I'm starting to get crazy. Is that possible? Wellh.it's possible.

Glekkk!

I immediately swallowed the saliva as soon as the elevator door opened, the charming figure stood in front of me with her gentle gaze. He was quite surprised by my presence, I felt the same way as him. The elevator door was almost closed but still he did not intend to move his legs.

We stared at each other without saying a word, all I could do was hold the elevator door closed. Slowly but surely, the foot stepped slowly towards me. Five steps, only five steps. I was sure that slowly the five-step distance that separated us at this moment would disappear and be replaced with boundless happiness.

"Where's No-Nona Fa-ti-mah going?"

Like a loser, I even spoke with an overwhelming sense of nervousness. There was no reply from him other than a small nod of the head. I ducked while digesting the situation.

Should I go out and leave him alone? If I stay here I will definitely make him suffer even more! I started muttering to myself as I prepared to go down on the next floor.

"His grandmother Fazila was in the hospital. So, I'm going to the hospital by taxi."

Glekkk!

Again I can only swallow my saliva. This is too shocking. It feels like a dream come true. He spoke to me without anger! Isn't this amazing?

"Fazila wants to stay at her mom's house. I gave him permission because I had to stay in the hospital.

Alhamdulillahot... Now he's in the top three. That means he has to study more, after this he will not be able to visit your house again.

So then... As a gift to my daughter, I allowed her to take her to stay at your house again. And this is for the last time. This is all I can do. Please don't misunderstand."

Did I not hear wrong? She spoke to me in a soft tone? He looked at my face? What does it mean that he starts opening his heart to me? Hhhhhh....! The corner of my lips slightly raised, he even looked at my smiling face.

Many things I wanted to talk to him about, unfortunately he walked away from me after saying his greetings. In fact, he began to speed up his footsteps after getting a call from someone he referred to as Kiai.

The brief conversation that took place during the elevator actually left a tremendous impression in the depths of my heart. He looked at me without hatred! He spoke to me without anger! He let our daughter stay with me again! Isn't this a wonderful gift?

If I could I would like to be united with him immediately, the lord of souls and the almighty turning over the hearts of men. Unite my heart with her. I know I am not holy, but at least I have confessed wrong and want to correct the mistakes that have passed.

I also know it takes time to heal wounds. Hopefully this time we can walk together and heal each other's wounds.

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