Fazila Tipan From Heaven

Past Times

Let the past pass, and the future greet you with full rigor and happiness. That short speech is very easy to say by anyone who tries to calm those closest to him. But in reality, speech is very difficult to apply in everyday life. Even for me who still had a gaping scar, that short remark sounded like a blurb that made me want to laugh in a bitter cry.

"Fatimahs... You know what, kid? Nyai thinks of you like Nyai's own son. Nyai will cry if you cry, Nyai will also be happy if you are happy too.

Forgive Nyai for urging you too often to do things you don't want to do. What is Nyai's power? Nyai is just a mother who wants to see her daughter happy." Nyai Latifa said between the silence of the air.

It was just the two of us in Nyai Latifa's room. Kiai Hasan went somewhere with doctor Araf, the conversation ended when Kiai hasan took doctor Araf on a walk with him.

Doctor Araf? I never even thought I would meet him at the hospital where Nyai Latifa was being treated. Nyai Latifa and Kiai Hasan were planning to watch my daughter's appearance, unfortunately Nyai Latifa's condition suddenly dropped and had to be rushed to the hospital. Man can only plan and everything goes according to the will of the power, God.

"A young man came to Pesantren, with the sincere intention of coming to ask you in front of Kiai.

Be honest... He liked that young man very much. He's a Handsome young man, Sholeh, also Educated. And even better, he was of good descent. The young man's father was a friend of Kiai Hasan, who was from a devout family. Don't you want Fazila to live in a boarding school?

This time Allah opens the way for you, a young man whom Allah willingly assures his good will comes to ask you, there is no better word to say than to ask you respectfully to accept his proposal.

O yes... One more thing, the young man sincerely became a connecting father for your Saliha daughter. Tell Nyai, what answer will you give...?" Nyai Latifa closed the sentence at length with a smile that was still expanding on her half face.

What reason would I give Nyai Latifa? He too often asked me to go home, but I still felt an overwhelming fear, a fear that even still haunted me into my sleep.

Slowly I began to lift my head that had been bowed since, I looked at Nyai Latifa's face while saying an apology.

"Maafffa? Sorry for what? Nyai did not lie, that young man was the perfect young man for you.

He finished his education in Cairo! and good again, he's the best graduate of the year. He deliberately quickly came home just to ask you, then what shackles your footsteps to not be able to walk and taste the happiness that already exists before your eyes? Tell Nyai right now so Nyai can help you!" Again Nyai Latifa urged me with her soft speech but felt piercing in the chest.

"His... Please don't push Fatimah! When Nyai asked Fatimah to tell him everything, Fatimah felt guilty for not being able to comply with His request.

If Fatimah opens this old story, Fatimah will be without sorrow. That patient remark felt light on Oral but very heavy on the heart." My timpalku with tears, the face of Nyai Latifa who had been showing off an incredible happiness now turned moody without saying another word.

"My past was like a black fog that still enveloped my life. Nyai know? It seemed, Fatimah wanted to disappear from this hard life, but a new hope appeared in that darkness." I began to open up old wounds, the story of the toughest moments of my life.

"Happy? That one word felt very far away in my hard life. When I was eight years old, both parents who I loved so much were not in a fatal accident when he returned from Bandung to Surabaya.

Fatimah thought, when the parents of Fatimah no Fatimah will live a kara. But all that is not true, God sent two of his angels to guard Fatimah." For a moment I fell silent while presenting the most meritorious figure in my life, a figure who had also returned to the Divine lap.

"The two men were the adoptive parents of Fatimah's father. His name is Grandpa Alfa and Grandma Alma. Fatimah was very dear to both of them. For me, my mornings start with them and end with them." My tears just kept dripping, I couldn't help it anymore, my longing for Grandma Alma and Grandpa Alfa snuck in gently caressing the bottom of my heart.

Pain, sadness, anger and fear are now filling my chest cavity. For the first time I felt this much pain. The more I tried hard the more I felt tired.

"After my parents were gone, Grandma Alma and Grandpa Alfa became my life. As time passed, happiness began to change. Alfa's grandfather, he was not on his way when climbing to Mount Butak, since Alfa's grandfather did not have the foundation of my life began to falter.

Alma's grandmother began to get sickly, she even began to lose her direction. I am fragile so badly faced with the situation. I took care of Grandma Alma with all her body and soul, she even acted like a baby, everything I faced with patience.

When I felt bad about losing Alfa's grandfather, not long after Grandma Alma followed Alfa's grandfather, they both went to leave me a kara." For a moment I was silent while taking a deep breath then exhaling it roughly from the lips.

"Strong things hit my life again. It's as if life is just suffering." I started crying a lot. I acted like a child lacking love. I never cry in front of anyone but my Lord, the Most Merciful.

I don't know where and how I could cry in front of Nyai Latifa. My sadness filled my pores. I wonder if I am this weak? I usually don't get this too tired!

For a moment I stopped my crying, but my words were still on my lips. It felt like I could not continue this story, seeing Nyai Latifa's face made me force myself to hold back my senses.

"Se-o-rang the hourly man destroyed my hi-dup! That cruel man desecrated my su-cian! I almost ended my life! My pregnancy prevented me from committing that great sin!

My cry that had been restrained now broke again, my whole body shaking violently. This time it was not only me who was crying bitterly, Nyai Latifa's crying voice was even bigger than my crying voice. He hugged me while patting me on the shoulder slowly.

"My poor son! Why don't you ever tell me about your pain! Forgive Nyai who was always careless, Nyai always forced you to marry without knowing your deep pain.

Tell Nyai, should Nyai bow at your feet asking for your forgiveness? The wounds you have experienced are too deep, and without Him knowing it is Him who aggravates the wounds. Although it feels heavy Nyai will still say it, the star shines only in the darkness. Don't torture yourself in pain. If you're sick say sick, don't hide your pain in front of your mother." Nyai Latifa said in her sobbing.

Meanwhile outside Nyai Latifa's room stood a man with a sobbing of her cries. As much as he tried to hold his stuffing so as not to be heard by the ears of two women who are currently crying because of the pain of the past suffering that is still incising wounds.

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Huhuuuaaaaaaaa!

Hiks.Hiks.Hiks.

Her cries and sobs filled the hotel room where she was staying. Fortunately there was no one who witnessed his sobs and pill cries other than the personal bodyguard who had been his shadow for these few months.

Signore... I-i'm sorry! I can't comfort you even if I know how much sadness you're feeling right now. Cry out! I hope that with your cry your sorrow will diminish. Amri muttered while standing firmly by the door. His tears began to drip, yet as fast as lightning he immediately cleared with the back of his hand.

A cruel man ruined my life! That cruel man desecrated my chastity! The words kept spinning in his brain memory, to the point that his entire body shook violently.

Madame... Should I call the madam? Young master Araf looks very miserable!

No. gabe. Nah!

If I contact Madam, what if young master Araf is upset? I don't want to add to his pain, I'll stand by his side just as a bulletproof shirt, I won't stand by his side as a bully.

Yahh... I think staying quiet is the best option. Amri muttered again while staring at his master's face from ten steps away.

"From now on, no more crying. I will fill the life of the woman I love with happiness. I will dare to express my feelings to her.

During this time he raised his own daughter, this time no longer. I don't care about that depraved guy. I will always stand by the woman I love.

Miss Fatimah... From now on I'll stand by you until you feel sick of me. I'll be the handkerchief that will clean your tears!"

Araf got up from his sitting position. This time he walked towards the bathroom, seeing the strange behavior of his master Amri began to look panicked. He was worried that his master would go down the wrong path.

If you don't come out in two minutes I'll break that door down. Amri muttered while staring at the circular watch on his left wrist. Time passed and the two minutes that Amri had promised were almost over, Amri had just moved from his position, and....

A cekrekkk!

The bathroom door opened and displayed the handsome face of his master. This time not a sad face but a resigned face of fate that has been outlined by the Power. A second later, without saying a word Araf immediately held his alphabet, performing the prayer for the first time after a dozen years passed. Only one belief Araf tried to instill in his heart, 'Your soul mate is a reflection of you' There is no other way for him than to improve his faith so that the saliha woman who has been his target will be his forever.

Fatimah... Wait a minute, I'll come to you as a man you can count on. I want to meet you as a different man, no longer as a spoiled Araf, or Araf who deliberately spread charm. I will become stronger so that no wind or storm can dampen my resolve to walk towards you. Your past is very sad, but I will be your future that will lead you to happiness until heaven.

Allah huakbar's...

Araf stood firm, trying to remember the prayer he had long forgotten. Really, this is a new beginning for him, a beginning that will lead him to happiness or just to suffering. Only God knows where Destiny will bring her love story.

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