Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

Counsel Abbas! (Fazila)

For a moment in the middle room of Abbas's house without silence, neither Abbas, Fazila nor Sky, said a word.

Fazila himself was quite surprised to hear Abbas's brief confession, although Fazila did not know the root of the problem, but he knew the young man in front of him had a long-standing grudge against his Abinya, Alan Wijaya.

"I won't be angry." Fazila said as he ducked, He let out a rough sigh without daring to look at Abbas or Sky. The sound of his rough breathing explained how bad he felt right now, feeling bad for being in front of the person who hated his Abi. But how else, He also realized, with the help of Abbas, He could still breathe calmly.

"I'm not mad at you, nor do I know what kind of problem got you and Abi involved to this extent. I just want to say, Abi's a good man. If you knew him, you'd know how good he is to everyone.

What you keep in your heart is a grudge, if you're still determined to hold on to that grudge, I'll make sure you'll never be happy. Let go of all the bad things from your heart, I'm sure all the happiness will come to greet you." Fazila said sincerely.

Abbas has not revealed everything, but from the way Abbas looks and speaks, Fazila can understand that he is in the midst of a feud between two men of different generations.

"This story begins with Mr. Alan. She was so mean, she hurt my Papa's self-esteem, she also left Mama Seren, the woman she loved so much and chose to marry another woman. I hate him so much." Abbas said with anger.

Fazila stroked his chest, He never thought anyone would hate Abinya this big. In his view, there was no one whose kindness exceeded his Abinya. But, what is this? Fazila was convinced that there was a big misunderstanding going on.

"You may be wondering why I'm being nice to you? I am the same Abbas, the Abbas who once expressed his feelings for you when we were children. I am the same Abbas, the Abbas who always looks at you as you sit alone chanting the holy verses. And I am the same Abbas, the Abbas who has always been proud of you." Abbas said with his head bowed.

Fazila looked shocked, He never expected to meet the boys who had once expressed love when they were children. However, a second later, the corner of Fazila's lips lifted slightly, He smiled. Whether this was a coincidence or what her name was, Fazila was clearly moved.

"You know, right? As a child, I lived without a father. Me and Ummi, we're just two. Do you think Ummi's a bad woman?" Fazila asked Abbas while looking at the man's irritated face.

"Do you think that I and Ummi are so evil that you have to separate Abi and your Mama? That's not true." Keep Fazila on again.

"I know Abi was engaged to a woman, but badly she betrayed him. It left a wound for Abi and caused him frustration, and the pain brought him to Ummi. You know what happens next?

My friends taunted me because I didn't have a father, but look at the miracle that happened in my life. After seven years, I finally met my real father.

So, I just want to say, Ummi is a good woman, and so is Abi. I wish you could accept this fact, and let go of all the burdens in your heart." Fazila said with a trembling voice.

"Abi has never hurt anyone, and I strongly believe in the kindness she has always shown. If you think I'm defending her because I'm the daughter who's on her father's side, then I firmly say, I'm not that kind of person." Fazila said, there are no lies in every letter that He strung into words. There is truth in every word, only a righteous heart will accept the truth after someone tries to explain it to it.

If you think I'm defending her because I'm the daughter who's on her father's side, then I firmly say, I'm not that kind of person. Abbas shed tears. Fazila's words continued to revolve in the memory of his brain, He knew for sure the woman he loved so much would never lie even in a dream. Abbas knew it was because they had spent their childhood in the same school not long after Fazila had to change schools and return to his father's extended family, Alan Wijaya.

"alright. I'll forget everything, it's because I trust you." Abbas stared at Fazila's beautiful face, a natural beauty that always made him lose control, but fortunately he always refrained from squandering into the arms of the best woman in his life.

"But wait a minute. Did you send a threatening letter to the Wijaya Mansion on my wedding day?" This time Fazila asked seriously, He looked at Abbas with a murderous gaze. Abbas looked uncomfortable, instead of answering Fazila's question, he looked at Sky with a sharp look.

"Yeah. That's my-me." Abbas replied nervously. He was too ashamed of what he had done.

"The letter was written and sent by Sky." Abbas again. This time it was Sky's turn that Fazila stared at. The man looks wrong.

"Why does the boss blame me? I did it purely on Boss' orders. Am I wrong...?" Sky tried to defend himself from being blamed, two days living under the same roof made Sky feel comfortable making friends with Fazila.

"Don't argue, I forgive you both." Chirping Fazila while trying to hold back a laugh. The two handsome men in front of her looked adorable.

"I feel relieved, now nothing will make me feel depressed, let alone hurt." Abas spoke without removing a smile from his handsome face.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"I wouldn't ask if you didn't like it."

"You may ask whatever you want, I give you the right to it. I promise I'll answer everything without a lie." Abbas replied while nodding.

"Do you still love me?" Fazila was serious again. There was no reply from Abbas other than a nod of his head slowly.

"Listen to me, you used to express your feelings. I refused because we were kids. And today is the same, I reject you. I'm already married. I was hoping you'd find someone who'd make you happy."

"I know that, and I don't expect anything from my love. Forget everything.

Since you're cured, I'll take you home this afternoon. And one more thing, you can call your family, I'm sure they must be very worried. I'm sorry I didn't let you tell them." Said Abbas, cupping both hands in front of his chest.

The language of friendship is not just words, but the language of friendship is full of meaning. Today Fazila advises Abbas to make peace with the past and release all burdens from his heart. And after all this time Fazila was finally able to meet with a friend as good as Abbas, who made Fazila happy the most, Abbas would take him home.

Which favor of your Lord do you deny?

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