
"Doctor, I feel bored in this place. Can I get out?" Fazila pleaded as she cupped both hands in front of her chest. He hoped that his boredom would soon dissipate, living without Refal by his side making him uninspired.
"Miss can walk around, just inside this house. Miss is still weak, Miss can't go too far." Reply to the young doctor.
Fakih, yes. Name, Fakih. That's how he introduced himself in front of Fazila last night.
"Is Doctor Fakih married?"
"Yet. God willing, next year."
"Gee... That's good news." Fazila said with a smile, He was really happy with the news that Fakih brought.
"Can I ask? That's if Miss allows it."
"Ask me. If I could, I would definitely answer."
"Is Miss a good friend of the Master? Since when?"
"Master? Did you mean tall male doctor with dimples?"
There was no reply from Doctor Fakih other than a slow nod of the head.
"No. I never saw him except last night. He looks good, he's friendly too. What's wrong? Why did the doctor ask that? If I knew him, I wouldn't be so shy in front of him." Fazila said bluntly, because that is the truth.
"That's impossible!" Doctor Fakih looks confused.
"Why is it impossible? We really don't know each other. Have you known each other for a long time?"
Fazila looked curious after hearing the words of Doctor Fakih. He will not be able to calm down if he has not found the truth. There was a stranger who cared about him, of course he had to be careful. Usually the danger comes without being asked and the danger can come from people we do not know, one of them is the owner of the magnificent house where Fazila is located, the owner of the house that still feels foreign to him.
Today is the second day after that terrible incident happened to Fazila. Ever since he came to, he wanted to contact Refal. Unfortunately, He could not do that because everyone forbade him unless he got permission from the owner of the house. Asking for help from Doctor Fakih will not be useful. After talking to Fakih's doctor, Fazila walked slowly to the living room. He missed his family too much, the only way He had to go was to ask permission from the owner of the house so that He was allowed to go home.
"Miss here? Please sit!" Sky greeted Fazila as he stood up, Abbas who was currently sitting looked surprised. He was misbehaved, his focus turning to the beautiful figure that was currently standing ten steps away from him, Fazila.
"You should take a break, and there's no need to force yourself to come down. If you want, I'll come see you myself." Abbas said, inviting Fazila to sit on the sofa.
"thank you. But now, I'm much better. Can I go? I gotta go home. I'm sure Ummi and Abi must be very worried." Fazila looked at her interlocutor fearlessly.
"But before that, can I call my family? I hope you won't reject me as a friend." Fazila continued, this time her beautiful face carved a smile.
Fazila did not know that her beautiful smile warmed the heart of an Abbas. Had Fazila known that, he would not have flashed a smile in front of just any man.
"Friends?" Abbas asked, his net is round. He was too happy because Fazila recognized him as a friend.
"Yes, man!" Fazila said briefly.
"As long as you know, I've always been called a genius. I memorized the Qur'an when I was seven years old. And after finishing my education, I started to devote myself to a university. I know when my students lie or are honest. And right now, I also know who you are and why you helped me!" Fazila said as he looked at Abbas and Sky in a mass.
Hearing Fazila's reassuring remarks made Abbas feel fear. Really, imagining Fazila looking at her with a look of hatred gave her whole body goosebumps. Fazila only asked for permission to return, but for Abbas this sounded like a threat. What if they never meet again? There was no reply from Abbas, he could only look at Fazila with an unreadable look.
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