Fazila Tipan From Heaven

Love Advisor (Part2)

"Pig... Abi has to be excited! If Abi is not excited, even in a dream Ummi will never want to see Abi."

After deciding to become a love counselor, my sweet daughter continued to give her advice. Ummi is like this! Ummi is like that! Abi can't be like this! Abi can't do that! It just kept coming out of her thin lips. I felt like I was in a class.

The passionate spirit that my sweet daughter showed me gave a new spirit to my soul. A spirit that will never stop me from going anywhere my heart desires.

"Abi knows... Sometimes Ummi is very chatty. Despite that, there was no one else as good as Ummi in this world.

Every time someone knocked on the door of our little house in Malang, none of them left carrying empty hopes. Whatever Ummi gives as long as he can provide help.

Even Ummi was willing not to eat to give alms to those in need. If Ummi had ten thousand, five thousand Ummi used to eat while five thousand Ummi gave up. Sharing will not diminish possessions, and stinginess does not lead to wealth, so Ummi taught Fazila to live for seven years. Life is simple but meaningful."

My sweet daughter stopped for a moment. Her pretty face was engraving a smile. I finally understood where this conversation was going. I'm still late in silence, while my daughter? He still speaks excitedly.

"To be able to get Ummi's heart, Abi had to try hard. Ummi does not like to waste money. Ummi does not like to overeat, Ummi does not like to gossip, Ummi also does not like arrogant people.

So then... If Abi wants to get Ummi's heart, Abi can't show off Abi's wealth in front of him, Ummi hates it.

Compared to rich men, Ummi prefers men who can read the Qur'an. For Ummi, the first thing Ummi sees from a man is that he must understand religion, Abi will not be able to steal Ummi's heart if Abi himself cannot read the Qur'an."

Hhmmmmm! I breathed a rough breath. Reading the Qur'an? I don't know when I forgot that holy book. I doubt if I can read it or not? Usually, I never feel inferior. But today? I feel like I'm slapped, my sweet daughter memorizes thirty Juz Qur'an, while I? I don't even know anything. Where have I been for thirty-two years?

Basic suck! I grumbled while rubbing my chest.

"In front of Ummi, Abi must be firm. No need to talk nonsense, rather than seducing and saying useless words, Ummi would rather if Abi greeted him then gave him a little space not to feel awkward.

The mission starts today. The mission to unite Ummi and Abi." Say my sweet daughter while folding her arms in front of her chest.

To be able to hear the crisp laughter of my sweet daughter without any fear is an incredible gift. If anyone asks me, which of your Lord's blessings do you deny? So I firmly and confidently say, there is no favor I have denied, even if I sing it all my life, it will not be enough to show how much I am grateful for the power.

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Meanwhile, in a different place, Araf was preparing to leave the hotel and return to his parents' residence. After conveying the unrest in his heart, he now began to feel an overwhelming relief. She was happy because her mother didn't say much.

Thankfully, it wasn't hard to convince Mama. Should I call Miss Fatimah and explain everything? What if he's angry and I can't see him anymore? If he doesn't want to see me, I'll have no long regrets.

*What should I do? It's not hard to convince Mama, then how do I convince Miss Fatimah? The worst thing that would happen if he rejected me was, I would be sad, or I might be confined in a vacuum.

Lord... Give me a way. Make things easy for me, because I know I'm not the great but you're the one who makes things easier*. Araf muttered to himself while tidying up his suit. He stared at the reflection of his face in the mirror, there was also a feeling of fear behind the handsome face.

"perfect." Araf said softly after being convinced there was no shortage of him.

"I know, every woman will not be able to resist the charm of Master. But... Fazila's mother was very different.

He won't melt just because the master says I love you. To be able to get his heart you have to work hard.

I-i saw... Behind that beautiful face was hidden a deep wound that had still not healed.

Sir must be patient. Especially if little miss Fazila's father shows up, you should be prepared to fight with him. I pray the best for you, sir. May you always win the fight in this life." Amri said long times wide. Amri knew that he had no right to speak to his Master like that, because his status was only as a Bodyguard, even so the soul of his concern for Araf could not be doubted.

"I see what you mean. I will fight for my love.

Even if I am rejected a hundred times, I will rise again. At least I've tried everything I can to get him, if he keeps rejecting me after the many attempts I've made to take his hand, then I'll take it." Speak Araf in a resigned tone.

Hhmmm! Just this time I saw this weird love. Why fall in love if the edges have to suffer. Gusti Allah, ease the affairs of Lord Araf. And help me not to fall in love. Keep love out of my life as far away as the distance between east and west. Amri muttered to himself while staring at Araf's back which was currently still preparing.

Amri is stupid. How can he ask to be kept away from love? Because love us lives and because love us exists. And by spreading the love of the world that we incense will be as beautiful as a rainbow. If there is no love in this world how someone will live a day that looks calm but actually destroys like a storm that we can not predict when it comes.

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"Abi, hurry!"

Abi... Fazila misses Ummi.

Abi... Fazila wants to see Ummi.

Abi... Fazila misses Ummi's embrace.

Abi... Fazila misses the smile of Ummi.

I don't know how many times my sweet daughter has repeated the same words. Not only did my sweet daughter miss that saliha woman, I also missed her a lot. And sadly, I'm an Alan Wijaya can't tell anyone that I miss Ummi so much from my sweet daughter.

Fatimah Azzahra, her name sounds very melodious in my ears. Her name is more beautiful than any song I've ever heard. Just mentioning the name of the saliha woman was my chest pounding very fast. What if the Saliha woman is in front of me? Can I breathe if I sit at a table with him? I don't know, let it all flow like water. I am sure that the Power will show the way for its servant who really wants to improve.

"Look! Ummi's coming faster than we are. Fazila said, Ummi won't be late for a second." My sweet daughter pointed towards the saliha woman. He was seen sitting with a middle-aged woman. I don't know what they were talking about until the lady smiled while covering her lips with her right hand.

"Abi should listen to Fazila! After Fazila arrives in front of Ummi, Fazila will leave with Mbok.

After that, Abi had to act. Usually adults if angry is always long, and the obligation of Abi to make Ummi not angry anymore. Abi understand?" My sweet daughter looked at me with a look of hope. A second later her innocent face carved out a smile, it seemed that my sweet daughter was much happier than me.

It is indeed my duty to melt the heart of that beautiful Angel. I made a mistake and now it's time he forgave me. Am I in too much of a hurry? I doubt the beautiful Angel will forgive me so soon and so easily. My sweet daughter is ready to be the unifying rope between the two of us, what if she rejects me?

"Pig... Hurry." The words of my sweet daughter awakened me from my long daydream. Slowly I took a deep breath then slowly exhaled it rough from the lips. Really, right now my chest is pounding so fast that I feel like my heart is about to jump out.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Ummmi!" My sweet daughter slumped into her arms, my daughter's beautiful face and her Umminya shining like the moon.

"Mhd... Fazila wants to play there and there!" Fazila pointed in a different direction, it seemed like he really gave us space, space to talk to each other.

Lord... I have no complaints. I am pleased with your destiny, so guide my footsteps. I muttered to myself, while my sweet daughter was no longer seen by my net. I don't know where he walked with the middle-aged woman he called Mbok.

"Assalamu'alaikum." I said quietly while pointing at the bench in front of me, trying to let him sit back. Umm Fazila, I am sure she will not ignore my greeting.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Reply with a face that is still down.

I smiled happily. Even if he doesn't look me in the face at least I know that he's okay now.

A minute, two minutes, even until the third minute we were still sitting in silence. I myself did not dare to open my mouth, somewhere my courage had disappeared, in front of the full moon beautiful woman who was currently sitting in front of me, I was nothing more than a loser

"A-appa news?" I asked while looking at his face. Really, that pretty face had no reaction.

"My news is good." Reply, a second later he looked at me with a full glance. Those eyes are shining

The cessss!

My chest was pounding faster, I felt like a teenager in love. And to be honest, I've never felt this much love before, whether it was Seren who was my fiance for so many years, or to Bani who became my first love while still wearing a gray white uniform.

"How's your family doing? I mean, the Oma, Opa, Grandpa Buyut and Grandma Fazila."

"The news is good. Mama send greetings to Ummi Fazila, Mama also leave something for Ummi Fazila." I said with great caution.

Fazila Ummi? For now I can only call him that. Slowly but surely, I am sure that I will have his heart, and I hope that the almighty God will lift every thorn in his heart.

"really? Give my regards to your family, tell her that I am very grateful for everything. I mean, I'm thankful that Fazila wasn't fussy even if she was away from Umminya." Said the Heaven Angel who was currently sitting in front of me.

Her smile? His smile paralyzes my soul, his charm intoxicates my body. I was confused as much love as I had until I felt like I would be gone far away from her.

"Ommy... Ai...!" My little angel's call sounded like a song of love. He came at the right time. I think the plan worked, the plan to unite Ummi and Abinya, there was no more awkwardness between the two of us.

I admit I'll never get a love counselor as good as her. She's my daughter, she's my pride. Remain a light, a light that spreads goodness to the universe, Meyda Noviana Fazila.

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