Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

Almost awake!

"Mdm yu..." Asa hurriedly entered the room where Fazila was being treated after she had finished her call.

Umm Fatimah who just finished Zuhr Prayer was a little surprised to see his iron behavior. Not without reason, because usually the iron is always acting gracefully like a queen without gaps.

"Sorry, am I interrupting Ma'am Yu's prayer?" Madam Asa asked a question while putting her phone next to Umm Fatimah who was folding the face she was using.

"No. What's wrong?"

"Big event!" The words of Madam Asa stuck in her throat, she tried to regulate her breathing that felt heavy.

"Relaxed. Breathe in, then slowly remove from the lips. Now tell me, what great event happened without my knowledge." Umm Fatimah grabbed Madam Asa's arm and asked her to sit on the sofa.

"Mbak yu, that's Refal calling. He said, Matthew Nausea. Right after Friday prayer."

There was not a word that came out from the speech of Umm Fatimah, without her noticing her tears dripping to express her happiness. It's not just a big event, but it's a miracle of God.

Matthew Nausea? That sounds impossible, but behold, when the Lord wills He says enough so, then everything happens in the blink of an eye.

"Alhamdulillah. Did I not hear wrong? Is this real?"

"Yes, Ma'am yu. All this is real. In fact, Refal said, now Matthew's son has been rushed to the hospital due to fainting. Or maybe he's already in the room." Asa reported the news with the spirit of four and five, usually he did not like to talk about others. Asa met and talked to Matthew only a few times during a visit to the Wijaya Mansion, it seemed that it made her close and felt an incredible feeling.

"If Matthew's really here, I'll see him." Said Ummi Fatimah while putting his prayer equipment on the nightstand. Just now Umm Fatimah rushed out, suddenly the door opened from the outside.

"Refal, baby. You're back, son?" Madam Asa greeted her proud son with a thin smile that adorned her beautiful face. Yes, her face looks beautiful even though she is not young anymore.

"Where is your Abi? Has he contacted Lord and Lady of the Gods?" Umm Fatimah looked worried, she was very happy to hear the news of Matthew being a Nualaf, but after hearing Matthew was not okay her feelings of worry overcame her happiness.

"Good." Ummi Fatimah said while breathing from her lips. He felt relieved.

A second later, the two middle-aged women came out from their daughter's room. Refal died alone with his beautiful wife. Rebal was silent for a long time, watching Fazila's pale face as he shed tears.

"Darling, how are you? Wake up. I miss you so much. We haven't spoken for almost two weeks, haven't you missed Your Rebal?" Refal spoke while stroking Fazila's pale face.

"I have good news for you."

"I'm sure if I heard it you'd be happy too."

"Matthew! The tall man with a million charms decided to become a Nausea."

"From what I see, he loves My Fazila very much."

"Am I angry?" Refal asked himself as if the question had come from Fazila.

"Yes, I'm angry. I was angry that the man had dared to love my wife. I think I want to hit him. But..." Refal paused his sentence, he ducked for a moment, then let out a kiss at the top of Fazila's head.

"But I realized, whether it was me or Matthew, we couldn't control who we fell in love with."

"And one more big news, I am very happy because without coercion Matthew voluntarily read the Shahada in front of thousands of worshipers Friday prayer."

Hearing the words of Refal, and without Refal realizing Fazila's clenched fingers began to move, not only his fingers were moving but his tears suddenly plunged freely.

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