Fazila Tipan From Heaven

Double F (Fatimah & Fazila)

"Mama, Papa, are you here? Oma, Opa, are you coming too?" I greet my dear ones while hugging them one by one. Because I was busy I didn't even think I could visit them, it was fortunate that those who came without me asked.

"Basin a bad boy." Mama grabbed my ears with a faint smile.

"Baaaaa... Ma, do you want Alan's dignity to go down in front of Alan's own workers and children?" Even though Mama's jewel was not painful at all, it was just that I wanted to return Mama's joke like she did to me.

"Haha... Abi kene jewel Oma. Cute abi, dech!" my sweet princess chuckled while holding her queen's stomach. She's really adorable, for the sake of seeing her beautiful smile I'm willing Mama to pick me up every day.

A second later, Fazila pulled Mama's arm while whispering in Mama's ear, my shady netra immediately narrowed to see the closed floor.

"Your daughter asked, whose burly man is standing in front of it?"

"Aahh yes, Mama. They're the bodyguards that Alan hired for Fazila and Umminya. Imagining the events the other day gives Alan goosebumps.

Fortunately Sabina could defend herself. If the boy can't defend himself then Alan's life will be over. If anything happens to Fazila. Alan won't be able to live quietly." I said while looking at my beautiful daughter.

The atmosphere of the middle room turned silent, Mama, Papa, Oma and Opa who heard my words would not dare to comment anything. because they know better what kind of life I would live without the presence of my beautiful daughter and Ummi Salihanya.

"Are we going to keep talking while we stand." Ummi Fazila broke the silence.

"Of course not dear. We're just here to see how you are. If Alan dares to bother you, Mama promises Mama will keep picking him up. Not just at home, but in front of thousands of employees. Let everyone talk bad behind her." This time, my mother spoke seriously.

"Without Mama saying anything Alan would always do good to Alan's beautiful wife." Reply to me while pressing the big nose of Ummi Fazila, a second later I smiled widely, then hugged her lovingly in front of everyone.

Really, I feel like I have butterflies in my chest, I feel amused and happy at the same time. Now I'm not shy about embracing Ummi Fazila anymore, and that makes me want to take off my arms quickly, my sweet daughter covered her face with her palm. Of course seeing it makes Ummi Fazila meet red. Mom and son are really adorable.

I don't blame loving them both more than I love anyone? I wish I wasn't a selfish figure who would burden them, all I wanted was to give my precious daughter and Umminya unlimited Love.

"Alan, honey. Oma is happy to see you happy. Stay happy like that, son." This time Oma Ochi spoke up, she let go of Opa Ade's hand, walked up to me, then kissed the top of my head.

As I recall, this was Oma Ochi's first kiss on the top of my head after a dozen years had passed. After the presence of my sweet daughter Meyda Noviana Fazila, Wijaya's familial bond strengthened. Not wrong when Fatimah said our daughter Fazila was taken from Heaven, she managed to unite Ummi and Abinya in a short time, she also managed to repair my strained relationship with Opa Ade.

"Mrs... Breakfast is ready." Mbok Liza said while bowing her body.

A minute later we were sitting at the dinner table, eating breakfast voraciously. I looked at Fazila and Umminya, they only ate a little. I wouldn't dare ask them to add food on their plates, because I knew they would never do that, I mean they wouldn't eat to the point, they knew very well, satiety will make lazy, and weakness will not be good for health.

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"Darling, do you like your new school?" Mama asked while holding Fazila.

"Kamma... Why do you ask her that, I'm sure Mom's great-grandson loves her new school." Said Oma Ochi while putting her green tea cup.

"You women are always worried about the trivial, Fazila is the pride of her great-grandfather, the blood of officers is flowing in her blood, she will be fine, she will never be afraid of anyone." This time Opa Ade who participated in the conversation of two women of Wijaya family pride. I could only smile while clasping Ummi Fazila's fingers.

"eeeeeeee... Father, Mother and Mother, my granddaughter Fazila is my pride, without you saying anything she understands what you mean.

Oh Allah... Thank you for your most wonderful gift, being the father of a daughter as good as Fazila is the best thing I have, and being the husband of a perfect Angel like Fatimah Azzahra is an amazing gift. I don't know what good I've done in my previous life until I got both figures. I beg you my Lord, do not take happiness from my life... I muttered at length in my heart as I stared one by one at the members of the Wijaya family. This kind of warmth really penetrated the depths of my heart, even if it was just a dream, I didn't want to wake up again, but luckily it wasn't a dream. It´s real.

"Fazila really likes her new school, all her friends are good too. Because there's no Amir, Dena and Lisa are all less exciting." Fazila frowned, her beautiful face looked bored.

New friends, new school, it seems like my pretty daughter is not used to all that. But, I believe in my saliha daughter, soon she will definitely love everything. Fazila is a smart, wise and kind boy, it is not difficult for him to win the hearts of everyone, just look at it later.

Seeing her pouting face I grabbed the phone I put on the table, because today's holiday will not be difficult for Fazila to share his likes and sorrows with three sweet boys who became his best friends. Dena, Lisa and Amir are currently in Malang.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat... Alan boy, how are you?" Kiai Hasan's loud voice coming from the phone in my hand now filled everyone's hearing.

"Grandfather Kiai." Fazila said with a smile, he got up from Mama's lap and turned to sit on my lap.

"Wa'alaikusalam Kiai's. We're doing just fine. Except one man." I said while showing Fazila's full face on the phone screen.

"Fazila, baby. What's wrong with you, son? Is Umm Fatimah no good to you? Tell Kiai's grandfather that Kiai's grandfather will scold him, especially for Kiai's grandfather's dear granddaughter, Fazila." Kiai Hasan said there. His full face carved a smile.

Ummi Fazila who was talking directly greeted Kiai Hasan with his calm voice.

"Kia... Fatimah will not make our king's daughter sad. Looky... Our king's daughter has many protectors." This time Ummi Fazila spoke while turning his phone, showing one by one the core family of Wijaya, starting from Mama, Papa, Oma Ochi and finally Opa Ade.

"Asaalamu'alaikum Kiai." Mama, Papa, Oma and Opa greeted Kiai Hasan in unison. Without removing the smile from their lips. That is how a Muslim should be, showing off a friendly face along with a smile, not a sour face that is filled with revenge.

"Wa'alaikumsalam Warahmatullah..." Reply Kiai Hasan while cupping his hands in front of his chest.

"Thank you for everything. Keep Fazila and Umminya as good as Alan can. They have been crying for too long. Now it's time for them to be happy." Kiai Hasan spoke again, this time with tears.

"Kia... Fatimah is happy here. Everyone loved Fatimah and Fazila. Kiai doesn't have to be sad anymore." Ummi Fazila.

"Not a sad Father, son, but your sad Nyai, look at him." The phone camera showed Nyai Latifa's crying face, but in her hand she carried a tray of tea, whatever made her cry without any previous conversation.

"Nyai is happy because Nyai knows Nyai's daughter is happy there. And look at these tears, she came out without being asked." Nyai Latifa removed the corner of the eye with her right hand.

It turns out that tears do not only come out when we are sad, sometimes we also cry when happy. This is really weird. I muttered in my heart while staring at the shady face of Ummi Fazila.

I hugged Ummi Fazila. Truly, this moment that I had been waiting for eight years ago, being able to hug her while patting her on the shoulder just to calm down. Isn't this amazing?To me, this is amazing. If other people think no, it's up to them, I don't care about the opinions of others because I'm the one who lives my life. If I only listen to bad words, then when is this happy heart?

"I love you both very much my Double F, Fatimah and Fazila." I whispered in Ummi Fazila's ear without taking a smile off my beautiful lips.

Alan... Remain happy, and remain grateful, with gratitude your Lord will multiply your happiness even more. This time I again muttered in my heart as I slowly removed my embrace from the body of my Heaven Angel, Fatimah Azzahra.

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