Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

Second Chance!

"We've talked about it, so the Governor can't be angry anymore. Smile! I miss your smile." Fazila said while whispering in Refal's ear.

After removing the mukena and replaced with her best robe, Fazila returned to the middle room to have dinner with all family members. After dinner, everyone is now sitting on the sofa while enjoying warm tea and chatting to strengthen family relationships.

"Son Fazila how are you?" Mr. Made, the middle-aged man sitting next to Mr. Alan started to open his voice between the silence of the air.

"Alhamdulillah, good Om. Oh, by yourself, how are you?" Reply Fazila spirit. He was too happy to meet his best friend Abinya.

"Fazila was a little disappointed because Om and the Balinese family were not present at my wedding and Mr. Governor." Fazila continued, her beautiful face looked pouting, of course it was just pretending. Fazila would not be able to get angry at anyone.

"I'm sorry, son. Actually Om and his family wanted to come at that time, it's just that his grandfather Matthew had a heart attack. We're really sorry." Reply Mr. Made, Papa Matthew is full of regrets.

Fazila was quite familiar with Mr. Made, because since Fazila was small he often visited the residence of Wijaya. Unlike his wife, Fazila just met tonight. Had they known each other long ago, the front page incident would never have happened.

"It's okay, Om, Fazila knows. After all Ummi and Abi explained everything long before Fazila's wedding. You know Fazila has a lot of respect for Om?"

"Of course, son." Reply to Papa Matthew again.

Meanwhile on the sofa, not far from the seat of Refal and Fazila, Matthew and his mother looked at each other with suspicious gazes, but among them no one said a word. Considering the events on the front page made Matthew's mood worse, he did not even dare to look at Fazila's face for a moment.

"Son Fazila, meet me. His name is Matthew, he's Om's only son. He's a smart, kind-hearted kid, sometimes he's easily influenced, Om wishes you guys could be friends."

Refal looked back at Matthew who was currently stealing glances at his wife. Get furious! That is how Rebal felt. How not, fifteen minutes ago Bima sent a whole vidio when a brash man dared to disturb his Wife, and clearly Refal knew who that brash figure was, staring at Matthew's face made him feel even more anger.

Befriending you? Cih, don't expect. Rebal said in his heart. He could not express his heart, his parents-in-law could have cursed him because he held a grudge against Matthew.

"Son, can Om have another cake?" Papa Matthew asked as he looked at Fazila who was currently talking to Refal.

"Of course, Fazila'll get it." Reply Fazila while getting up from the sofa.

As Fazila walked into the kitchen, she did not realize Mama Matthew was following her from behind. Fazila noticed her presence as she was about to turn around, surprised that almost the cake in Fazila's hand came off.

"Mrs, are you here? Do you need anything? Just say it."

"No. I don't need anything, I just want to talk!"

Is he going to curse me again? Inner Fazila while taking two steps back and putting back the snack she had in her hand. The insults he received from Mama Matthew two hours ago made his chest tight, and now the middle-aged woman wants to talk again, imagining the harsh words that would be spouted from the woman's mouth in front of him made Fazila sigh violently.

I don't want to talk to Mr. Made's wife anymore! If I'm not at peace with myself, until when will I be arrogant? All right, let's talk. I'll give you a second chance! Inner Fazila while staring at the graceful woman of her age. Without saying much, Fazila led her to the back garden so that they would be more free. At least, if Mama Matthew were to run amok again no one would hear his voice.

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