Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

Be amazed!

Contrary to the happy conditions in the Mansion of Mr. Alan, currently under the light of the Moon sits the Refal with a broken heart on top of the navel of Hilya.

Move on!

For some people it is so easy to suggest to immediately rise from old wounds, and move in a way to find new love. But unfortunately for Refal who knows the figure of Hilya is so perfect, it will not be easy for him. Refal is aware that he cannot be too soluble in suffering, but what he can do is to hold his sadness. He even forgot to eat and forced himself to work so that the sadness and wounds in his heart immediately disappeared without needing to say a word.

"Hay My orchid.... How are you doing? Am I not really stupid? I shouldn't have to ask that because I know you must be okay in Heaven.

Bad, I'm not okay. Far from you is very painful. But you know, these two days I sometimes smile to myself. I'm still sane, it's just that I met a strange girl. He gets angry easily, just like you." Remal said while rubbing the navel of Hilya filled with flowers.

Orchids!

Hilya was very fond of orchids, since the relationship with the girl never once even once Refal called the name Hilya, for her orchids were a nickname unfortunately.

"I met a strange girl, she's a lecturer but she acts like an ABG child. He even had a love affair with his own student, isn't he weird? You must think he's weird because I think that way too." Saying Refal again. His face carved a smile. For the first time he told his heart in front of Hilya's navel that now he was fine.

"My numbers... I want a story, during this week I feel claustrophobic and not okay.

Mama and Papa again showed their power, they went back to find a girl to replace you in my heart. But don't worry, no girl can shift your position in my heart.

My orchid... No matter how far you go, I will always be loyal to you. Don't worry about me, keep me safe from there. And I'll keep my love from here.

My orchid... Tonight I am very sad, I am sad because I know as much as you feel before your last moments. I'm sorry I couldn't look after you when you needed me the most. I promise you, and in the name of our love. I will find the perpetrator who dared to commit such atrocities on you. Even if he hides in an ant hole once I'm sure I'll find him." Refal said at length while clenching both his hands.

Refal was so angry that he did not realize his hand was injured by hitting Hilya's navel. During this time Refal rarely cried, for some reason tonight he could not endure his sadness until his tears kept dripping. When the chest feels tight, tears can not be controlled.

Men and women alike, they will cry if their suffering exceeds their strength.

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"Ummi Fazila, Mr. Alan says you have a son. Where is she? I haven't seen him since, has he not been home?" Madam Asa asked again, but strangely this time she really did not feel hesitant anymore. He even acts like the owner of the house.

"His sister Fazila is not home, she is at her Aunt's house. He said he'd stay at his Tente house. I allowed it because there he had two brothers who were the same age as him, so he wouldn't feel lonely.

Unlike Fazila, he spends more time working. Fazila and her sister got along very well, only because her little sister was a little naughty once in a while Fazila had to be strict with her." Said Ms. Fatimah while presenting the faces of the two children she loved very much in her mind.

There was nothing Madam Asa could say, she was really desperate. His little brain concocted many of the excuses he would say in front of Fatimah and Mr. Alan, the Lord, unfortunately, the speech as if stuck in his throat for lying will not be useful in front of a married couple who he respects so much.

"Actually..." Again the words of Madam Asa can only be stuck in her throat. Now his shady netra stared at one point, staring at the beautiful figure who was currently descending the stairs while showing a smile towards him. The girl looks graceful with thin makeup that adorns her beautiful face, blue dress with a head covering cloth that has a matching color makes it look more perfect.

"Subhanallah...." Madame Asa said softly, without her noticing that she was squeezing her husband's fingers, squeezing hard enough until Mr. Anton grimaced softly.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." Sapa Fazila as soon as she gets to the bottom floor.

"Wa'alaikumsalam Warahmatullah..." Reply Mr. Alan, Ms. Fatimah and her two guests together.

"Abi called Fazila, what's up?" Fazila asked as she sat down on the sofa next to her Umminya.

For a moment, Mr. Alan began to fall silent. He doesn't know where to start. If explained about the matchmaking clearly, clearly Fazila will reject it.

Meanwhile on the different side Madam Asa was getting more and more convinced by her decision, the decision made the graceful girl sitting in front of her as a daughter-in-law. From the attitude that Mr. Alan showed made Mrs Asa show a different side that is in him, the side where he will launch his business without the need to be known by his target..

"First of all, they are Mr and Mrs Sekar. They're Abi's business associates. They came here to take turns in order..."

"In order to strengthen family relationships...!" Please continue Mrs Asa without further ado. He doesn't even hesitate anymore.

"Family?"

"Yes, Son. What Mrs Sekar said was true. You know for yourself, the world we live in is no longer as safe as it used to be. Sometimes brothers can stab each other in the back

Mr and Mrs Sekar is very good. They came all the way to this place just to fulfill your Abi invitation. Now tell me, what do we have to do to get this relationship closer together?" Fatimah's mother began to speak up, she deliberately so that Fazila did not feel suspicious.

"Ummi and Abi did the right thing. Ummi and Abi don't need to explain anything to Fazila, because Fazila knows every single thing Ummi and Abi decide, that's best for all of us." Reply Fazila with a faint smile.

"Son Fazila is so beautiful. Auntie's stunned to see you, son. Auntie sure whoever sees you, they'll fall in love easily. If you can tell, does Nak Fazila already have a lover?" Asa again opened her voice, she was just trying to dig up the details. In her heart Asa hoped she would not be disappointed, while on her left side Mr Anton, her husband could only support his wife's decision.

O Allah I admire the beauty of this girl, may she and my naughty son really be a match. May Fazila be the antidote to the heart of Refal, who has long been frozen. Madam Asa muttered in her heart while waiting for Fazila's short answer.

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