Fazila Tipan From Heaven

Almost Anyways

Half an hour had passed since I left my magnificent residence with Fatimah. As long as we didn't talk to each other, I was too happy to be speechless.

Believe it or not? Ever since Fatimah dared to hug me this morning, my heart has been filled with butterflies ever since. I feel ticklish. And my hands? Look at my hand, this naughty hand does not want to take off his grip from the lick fingers of Ummi Fazila. Sometimes I even kiss the back of his hand.

Eeeiiitt! Don't mistake. This time my Fatimah was really sweet, she was not rebellious, nor was she evasive. And what is even more happy, since he hugged me this morning, since then also his almost perfect face never separated from a charming smile.

His smile was like a warming sun, like the moonlight unobstructed by clouds.

Alan... You're really ridiculous! Until when are you going to keep kissing the back of his hand? Fatimah will be yours. So, stay focused. Take care of your safety and the safety of those you love. I muttered while looking ahead.

The car I was driving stopped because it was stuck in a long traffic jam. For some reason for the first time in my life, I am so grateful to be stuck in traffic. It's nothing, I just thought, because of this traffic jam I'm going to be getting along with the most beautiful woman in the world, and certainly the most valuable woman in my life.

"Ommy?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Ummiiiiii...!"

"Yes, what's up, Bii...?"

"Nothing." Reply with a big smile.

"If there is none, why does Abi keep calling Ummi? Isn't that weird?" Fatimah asked without batting an eye.

"There is nothing strange about the heart. Abi just wants to hear the voice of Ummi, the sound of the most melodious, more melodious than any song Abi has ever heard. Abi was just looking for an excuse so we could talk without any interference from anyone. That's all." Reply excitedly, this time I started laughing.

I imagined sitting on the balcony of my hotel, a balcony that was deliberately conjured into a romantic place. A neatly arranged dining table, candlelight as a light, ribuan rose as a decoration. And of course the strains of classical music as an entertainer of the heart that is in love. Clasping Ummi Fazila's fingers tightly, hugging her, then kissing the top of her head. Mutual expression, a sense of boundless love. Right now my chest is pounding so fast, he's like the moon and I'm the light.

Aahhh! It seems I can't control my wild thoughts. My ignorant attitude started to recur, I don't know when was the last time I was this calm as I spoke.

"Have Ummi ever been in love?" I asked while looking at the shady netra Ummi Fazila. The pretty face frowned, feeling astonished.

One. Two. Three.

Right in the third minute Fatimah started to open her voice, she looked hesitant.

Glekkkk!

I swallowed the saliva. I feel jealous!

Jealous of who? Strange question, I don't know who I'm jealous of. I was so scared, I was scared when he started his story he was going to tell his lovely ex.

Really am. I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have asked that useless question. Had I not been seen, I would have ruffled my hair due to the frustration.

"Ear!" Ummi Fazila's reply broke the silence.

"When? On whom? Which man is he? Is he handsome? Is he rich? Is he good? Where does he work? Did he ever take Ummi out of the house? I mean to have dinner like a couple these days." So many questions came out of my lips, unfortunately none of them were answered by Ummi Fazila. I could see from his face that he was very reluctant to answer my question.

The face that had looked astonished was now even laughing without a burden. Did I tell you a silly joke? Or is my Fatimah ashamed to mention her ex's kindness? If that's what happens how sad I am. I would definitely look like a speck of dust in his perfect life.

"What question should Abi Fatimah answer one by one?"

There was no reply from me other than a nod of the head. I was too curious to even breathe.

"mmmmm... I'm in love with a man...!"

"Enough. Abi didn't want to hear it!" My reply was quick before Fatimah finished the news.

"Haha... Wh why? It's really fun. If Abi finds out who it is, Ummi is sure Abi will be happy."

"Quite Ummi, Abi really did not want to hear the story of Ummi. Abi's chest was pounding very hard, Abi was very scared. Abi is afraid to compete with Ummi's ex-lover, because Abi knows Abi will lose by a landslide compared to him. And that pissed Abi off."

"Okay, this is the last question. Does Abi really not want to know who the person who managed to make Ummi's heart beat faster?"

"No."

"Related?"

"Very, sure."

"Hundred percent?"

"Two hundred percent." Reply without taking my eyes off the near-perfect face of Ummi Fazila.

...***...

After arriving in front of the Vijaya residence, I and Abi Fazila walked together. Entering that magnificent house without hesitation.

"Abi Fazila sure doesn't want to hear who Ummi loves...?" I asked while linking fingers to Abi Fazila's hand. I purposely teased him to find out how big his jealousy was.

And what made me want to laugh out loud, instead of answering my question, Abi Fazila instead let go of her fingers from my grasp, covering her ears with both hands.

"No.no. No." He said as he accelerated his footsteps entering the magnificent palace of the Vijaya residence.

In a hurry to avoid me, Abi Fazila hit Papa-in-law who was standing facing Oma Ochi.

"Hi, son. Are you all right?"

Seeing Abi Fazila's surprised expression made me try to hold back a smile. Papa Otis who was hit instead asked if his son was okay or not? A little upside down, though I really like them all.

Papa Otis who was always kind, never let a smile off his face. Mama Nani is a soft-hearted woman who always hugs me whenever we meet. Oma Ochi is a kind-hearted woman who is always worried about whether I have eaten or not. Opa Ade, an old man who always looks fierce but is actually soft-hearted. Sabina, the only daughter in the Vijaya family, is a graceful girl with stunning beauty, looks spoiled but in fact she is very independent and wise. Maybe because of the kindness of all the members of the Wijaya family that makes it easy for me to fall in love with Abi Fazila. Because I believe good men come from good families. Alan is one of them.

"No. Uhh... Aye." Yeah." Abi Fazila replied while scratching his head.

"Hi son, what do you mean? Are you okay or not? Don't confuse Papa. But, judging from your face, you look fine. Does your daughter-in-law take good care of you?" Guyon Papa Otis nudging Abi Fazila's burly body.

Abi Fazila who was at night stained with embarrassment, without saying a word he immediately left the living room and walked slowly up the stairs to the second floor.

"Haha... Mam, now your bad boy is all grown up. Mama doesn't have to worry about him anymore." Said Papa Otis as he approached Mama Nani who was currently sitting on the sofa.

"That's because my daughter-in-law's role is amazing. If it wasn't for him my cold son would have ended up in the dark." Said Mama Nani while hugging my slender body. And strangely, he always does.

"Son, go to the kitchen and make your husband some great coffee. Mama's son is expecting your arrival." Mama Nani continued, this time she spoke while whispering.

There was no reply from me other than a nod of the head. A second later I started walking into the kitchen, leaving behind Oma Ochi, Opa Ade, Mama and lastly Papa-in-law. I walk slowly. While my heart, not for a second did I forget to recite to the Power, I knew this happiness was of no use without its gift. And I know very well that only by remembering God will the heart be at peace.

...***...

"Wahhhh... I'm really nervous. Why is everyone bullying me?

Papa mocked me with his soft-spoken speech. The mama? Mama also followed Papa. Not only the two of them, Oma Ochi and Opa Ade also worked together to mock me. I can tell that from the look in his eyes. Just by looking at their eyes... I know that they're trying to make me look stupid in front of Ummi Fazila."

"It's not like that, Bi! No one tried to tease Abi with his ridiculous manner. It's just..." Ummi Fazila stopped her speech while putting coffee on the nightstand. He stood upright while folding both arms in front of his chest.

I noticed that pretty face trying to hold back a smile, and it made me a little challenged. Challenged to give it the punishment, the sweetest punishment.

"Just what?" I asked with a surprised face.

"just... Abi's too sweet to be left alone."

"Ummi taunted me?"

"No. Ummi didn't do that."

"Look, now I'm going to give Ummi a punishment."

Without warning I immediately walked up to Ummi Fazila. Instead of being silent, he ran around the bed. His slender body was so shrewd in evading. And fortunately I did not lack the sense, as fast as lightning I went up to the bed, grabbed the body of Ummi Fazila and locked it with both arms. We stood upright, Ummi Fazila's body leaning against the large closet.

Hhhhhhhhhhh!

The roar of Ummi Fazila filled my sense of hearing. I was so close to her that I could smell a soft scent emanating from her slender body. Her head was slightly bowed, her beautiful net was closed, without a second thought I lifted her chin, looked at her soft lips, and tried to land a kiss on the lips of Umm Fazila who currently looked resigned.

Tok.Tok-sign.Tok.

"Young master, young master at pang-gilllll..."

Aaiiiiss!

I snorted in annoyance, to the shock my head and the head of Ummi Fazila clashed. I almost blew a kiss on Ummi Fazila's lips, unfortunately the romantic moment had to end because of that annoying assistant.

If you work at my house, I'll definitely fire you. I grumbled inwardly as I looked at the housekeeper with a sharp look. Seeing that I was upset Umm Fazila could only smile while patting my shoulder slowly, she let out a brief kiss on my left cheek, after which she ran out of the room with a smile. While I was, I could only sigh roughly while sitting on the left side of the bed.

...***...