Fazila Tipan From Heaven

Kissing Kening Ummi Fazila (Alan)

The day that I was waiting for finally arrived, the day that the Wijaya family company will hold its anniversary as well as the celebration of my wedding and Umm Fazila. For me, today is a big day, today Ummi Fazila will be known as the wife of successful businessman Alan Wijaya, or rather I am very happy because my Fatimah is officially called as Mrs Alan.

Just thinking about it makes me smile. Am I starting to get crazy? The answer is, of course, no. It's so weird, I can't control my heart to be unhappy. Even since last night I kept muttering, why did the morning come so long? What did my Fatimah look like when her beautiful body was wrapped in a bridal dress worth hundreds of millions? I'm sure as sure as possible, her natural beauty will not be inferior compared to any television actress.

"Waws... Abi is so handsome! Are you really my Abi?"

Ahahaha!

I chuckled while pinching the nose of the bangir belonging to my beautiful daughter. Meyda Noviana Fazila's.

"Of course he's your Abi! Just look at your nose, your nose looks like a mountain of barriers, soaring until I'm ashamed to stand near you." The padlock boy who was standing next to Dena.

Platyakkk!

One loud jolt managed to land on the puffer boy's forehead. I was silent while biting my lower lip. I was still observing the four children standing in front of me, including Fazila.

"Hayyy... Lisa, why are you touching Amir's eel, if he's having a concussion how?" My beautiful daughter asked while holding Lisa's arm.

Geger brains? Doesn't that sound a little exaggerated? I don't know why I want to smile, but all I can do is not look childish.

"You see my jidat? It's blushing because of his actions, I didn't want to repay him. It's good that he says your nose is like a mountain. I deliberately returned it for you!" Reply to Lisa while blinking her thin lips.

"Amirrr... You're being ignorant again? Look at Lisa's face, she looks pissed."

"Once Dena, they always acted like cats and rats. I don't know when they'll get along." My sweet daughter grabbed the puffer boy's fingers, then grabbed Lisa's fingers. He glued the two hands together in order to reconcile. And that's what he did for me. That's why I got along with the umminya, Fatimah Azzahra.

Somehow I got involved in the debate of the four sweet boys, which I obviously enjoyed the moment when my Saliha daughter reconciled her two best friends.

"Enough about our discussion. Fazila, your Abi is really handsome." The child opened his voice again between the silence of the air. He looks cute, even the two arms he folds in front of the chest provoke my thin smile.

"Of course, uncle was very handsome, therefore Aunt Fatimah fell in love with him. Isn't that right, Fazila?" Lisa asked while looking at me and Fazila in turn.

Glekkk!

I swallowed the saliva while looking at Lisa with a question mark. That little boy talks about love, isn't the world turned upside down? I was still speechless, I was still watching how children as small as them spoke without shame.

"You talk about love? Isn't that weird?" I asked while holding Lisa's shoulder. My forehead wrinkled.

"It's not strange handsome uncle, even Fazila's daughter pride handsome uncle once got a love letter from a fifth grade sister. Unfortunately he turned it down on the grounds that there were two women in his house and he needed a man with muscles to look after them." Follow Amir, without shame. The puffed-up boy chuckled while holding his distended stomach.

Meanwhile, his three best friends, Fazila, Dena and Lisa can only shake their heads at his pretentious behavior. However, he really did not care about his three best friends who were currently looking at him with a sharp gaze.

I feel flattered, my Saliha princess has a best friend as they do. Amir, the puffer boy was always flippant, but his friendly attitude always melted the atmosphere. Dena is a quiet girl, but can be sure she is a loyal friend. Meanwhile, Lisa, the boy can keep up with Amir in every way. I think these four sweet boys in front of me are like a complete package that cannot be separated. Unfortunately, their friends will have a little problem. Fazila and Umminya will stay in my house and will leave the Malang city full of memories.

"alright. It's enough for your debate, now you have to pick up Ummi Fazila and take her to the throne . Soon the handsome uncle will catch up with you. After that we'll take a picture together." I said excitedly.

The four cute boys smiled as they ran away leaving me in the dressing room. Fazila also came out after she let out a brief kiss on my right cheek.

...***...

Tens of thousands of invited guests, business associates Papa added with my business colleagues gathered into one, in the same place, the hotel Ballroom that is magic like a garden with dazzling decoration. Hundreds of journalists from different television media have gathered since morning, preparing to cover the exclusive news. News that showcases my personal life.

Actually I don't like my personal life to be the talk of people, but this time I can't help but do that. I want the whole world to know that Fatimah is my soul mate, and Fazila is the fruit of my pride, the conditioning of my eyes and my heart.

"Congratulations Mr. Alan, I am so happy for your happiness. I pray to the Power that the lives of Lord and Miss Fatimah be kept away from the evil eye." Iklima spoke while cupping both hands in front of the chest. Warm drops dripped from the corner of his eyes, expressing his happy feelings.

My fatimah hugged Iklima while patting her back. I don't know what the two graceful women thought until they shed tears. Well, let them dissolve in their happiness, anyway this will not reduce my happiness.

"Congratulations, Sir. I am so happy for what happened today. Keep smiling like that, Master looks handsome while master is smiling. You know for yourself right, anger is not suitable for Master." Said Bobby while shaking my hand.

"Eittt... Don't upset. I said that not as a bodyguard or personal assistant, I said that because I was a guest in this wonderful place." Connect Bobby again.

Basic assistant tacky! I almost punched Bobby but he immediately crossed his arms in front of his chest. I embrace Bobby's burly body while patting him on the shoulder, over the years he's been my crutch and I'm so grateful for that. Whether since when we had a friendship, a friendship that does not require much to talk but understand each other only from the eyes only.

"Miss Iklima is very pretty, the dress fits you perfectly."

"Thank you for the flattery, ma'am. I have nothing against Mrs Fatimah. Madam is a real star. Look, lah. All eyes looked at the Madam with astonished gazes. Madam looks like an angel who came from heaven."

"Haha... Miss Iklima is exaggerating, though I admit it has a point. I didn't expect it to look like this either." Said my Fatimah with a big smile. In every smile there are thousands or even millions of my happiness. He doesn't know it, but I can feel it.

"Well king and queen, I'll leave you both." Bobby spoke while bowing respectfully.

I don't know how many times I have stood while shaking the hands of the invited guests, every time they open their mouths that come out only prayers and best wishes only. Although it was exhausting but I really enjoyed it, I was also very happy with this great event.

For a moment I stared at the beautiful face of Umm Fazila. Honestly, I've never seen another woman as beautiful as her. He is like a soothing dew, a warming sun, and a shining light. I could no longer even describe myself in words, I thought that way because I was completely out of words. Saying she's beautiful isn't enough.

"Is Umm Fazila feeling tired?" I asked without taking my gaze off her pretty face, her eyes sparkling like a moon. I was drowning in her beautiful charm.

Alan you're a complete fool. Why ask like that? If you're tired, make sure he's tired too! My babble in heart.

Unexpectedly and unexpectedly, the soft fingers of Ummi Fazila tightly clasped my fingers. Instantly, my whole body felt trembling, I felt as if I was flying. He just grabbed my finger, and look, right? I've felt an incredible vibe.

Don't smile like that, I'm afraid I can't help myself anymore. Again I can only express all my feelings only in my heart. If I said it directly I was afraid it would be a distance that would separate us again.

"No. I don't feel tired at all. Even if I'm tired, I'll bear it for Abi Fazila's sake as well as our beautiful daughter." Reply to my Fatimah without hesitation.

I'm sure anyone can understand my current state of heart. Ummi Fazila was simple. But, for me? For me it was amazing. I further tightened the link of my hand, for a second I did not want to take it off, it felt like my blood was flowing ten times faster. And heart? Don't ask me again, because I won't be able to express my feelings with just words. Look at my face, from my face everything is clearly drawn.

Right now I want to scream. 'Akuuuu fellhhhh loveaaaaaa' Huhhhhh was yelling in my heart without being able to make a sound make my chest pound very fast, I felt my heart would jump out.

"Did Umm Fazila not regret sitting here with me?" This time I asked with a wink. I don't know why these tears come out at the wrong time.

"I'd be more sorry if we didn't meet."

"Did Umm Fazila mean it when she said that?"

"I knowingly said it, I'm happy for today. Thank you for making me a part of your life.

I won't ask Abi Fazila to treat me like a Queen, I'm just begging you never to yell at me, let alone to berate me, I won't be able to hold back my grief. I'm definitely gonna cry.

I'll never cry in front of Abi Fazila to keep my pride, when you yell at me looking for me in the corner of the house or in the room because I'm crying there."

Not a word came out of my mouth, hearing the words of Ummi Fazila from nowhere came a sudden sadness that filled my chest cavity. I removed my hand from the fingers of Ummi Fazia. I cupped her sad face with both of my hands, a second later I landed a warm kiss on her smooth forehead. He's not in a fight. Tears trickled back from the corner of my eyes, this was not the same as the scene in the flem, but the novelty I felt penetrated through every space and time. Five seconds later I put my forehead on Ummi Fazila's forehead.

I realized when all eyes looked at me, they clapped their hands to express their happiness, not least with all members of the Wijaya family who currently look happier than me.

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