Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

Papa's Visit

"Thank you for your help." Fazila said while cupping both hands in front of the chest. And this is the second time.

Matthew who heard Fazila's words could only smile while staring at the interlocutor, knowing he was being stared at intensely Fazila began to shift his eyes.

"Don't look at me like that! I don't like."

"Why? These are my eyes, I have the right to look at whoever I want. If you don't like it, you can go." Matthew folded his arms in front of his chest, trying hard to hold his heartbeat. Degupan that he did not know since when he started.

"Just talk to you. We don't know each other, so it's a waste of energy. I hope this is our last meeting. Assalamu'alaikum." Said Fazila again while walking away leaving Matthew who was currently smiling sweetly at her.

"A grumpy girl, we'll meet again. I'll wait for you along the way." Tempted matthew as he stared at Fazila's back.

Five minutes later Fazila was already in Abinya's office, not a word out of his mouth, he sat down and ducked.

"Abi heard from the female employee, she said she was grateful to Abi's kind daughter." Mr. Alan began to open his voice between the silence of the air.

Without Mr. Alan knowing his words had managed to get rid of the big stone that felt stuck in the depths of Fazila's heart. The pretty face is starting to lift.

Mr. Alan's office space, which had been quiet, was filled with a smile as beautiful as the full moon belonging to Meyda Noviana Fazila.

"Did you know that Fazila loves Abi so much? All right, no need to answer because Fazila already knows the answer." Fazila said as soon as he looked at the handsome face of Abinya who did not fade in eating age.

"Abi knows why Abi's beautiful daughter is acting so sweet, but this time Abi can't help. You know for yourself, right? Ummi you're like the CCTV installed along the way. He can see our actions even when we close our eyes.

Abi never said anything to Ummi about the events at the Restorant, but Abi believes now Ummi must have known about the recent incident, call him or we'll both be in big trouble." Said Mr. Alan while looking at his beautiful daughter.

"Fazila, Son. The many times you get into trouble, it makes Ummi feel scared.

You know, right? Ummi never gets angry if it's not a serious thing. This morning your aunt Sabina called Abi, she said you punished your three sisters. Now tell me, what delinquents the kids are doing." This time Mr. Alan urged Fazila with serious questions. When it comes to children, Mr. Alan never wants to be left behind, either from the past or the present.

"Fazila's upset, Bii. The three kids are getting naughty. Fazila can't even acknowledge them as sisters in the college environment because they say they don't want everyone to know they have a smart sister while they suck at learning." Babe Fazila stood up from the sofa, walking slowly towards the window of Abinya's office.

"What are those kids doing until you look upset? Abi was sure this was definitely not a trivial matter!"

"Fatih, Regan and Umang make a conspiracy to take down a girl to make Fatih look like a hero in front of the girl. Abi know what happened? Not Abi's beloved son who fell, but Fazila Biii. Fazila's."

For a moment Fazila fell silent while recalling the infuriating incident. If he could, it felt like he wanted to erase those bad memories, the memories as he landed in the arms of a handsome Governor with a million charms.

I don't know how the Governor sucks? Inner Fazila, he turned his gaze away from the question mark of his Abinya, Alan Wijaya.

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On this beautiful night with your shadow!

In his office, Refal was standing by the window, in his hand he was holding a portrait of Hilya tightly, he was staring at the portrait lovingly. Her shade netra was glazed. Staring at Hilya's beautiful face always made her feel an incredible peace, a peace that she could not even express just words.

Two years had Hilya left this world, but her beautiful shadow, her charming smile and her signature joke were still visible, either when Refal opened his eyes or closed his eyes because all those memories still revolved in the memory of his brain.

For everyone time may go according to the will of his heart. But to Refal, he was still standing in the same darkness, the darkness when he first saw Hilya stiffened with a bloodstained uniform.

Tok.Tok-sign.Tok.

The door leaf on the tap many times, unfortunately the master of the room did not say anything. Not to enter, nor to expel.

"Sir Governor, I know you're still here. Do you need coffee, or do I bring you some food for your dinner?"

There is no word from Rebal, he is too lazy to respond to unimportant things.

Food and coffee?

If those two things are not important, then what is important for the perfect figure of the class of Refal? The answer may be simple, don't bother him when he wants to be alone. Just like on this beautiful night.

"I don't want anything. Leave me alone and don't wait for me." Reply Ketus refal.

"But, Sir..."

Refal turned his head towards his interlocutor with a sharp look, as if that gaze would skin his interlocutor.

"Good sir."

Finally the assistant of Refal could only surrender, he ducked saluting then walked backwards with his head still bowed perfectly.

"Hilya... Tonight the stars shine so bright, didn't you say you like to see the twinkling stars in the sky the most? Ahaha!" Refal laughed as he rubbed his face violently. He laughs not because something is funny, he laughs because he looks at his sad rice.

Troeett!

The door of Refal's office was opened from the outside, his beautiful shadow with Hilya finally faded as well along with the entry of someone who managed to upset him.

"I told you not to bother me, can't you just leave me alone? Get out of here before I kick you out!" Said Refal in a high tone of voice, because annoyed he did not even look at his interlocutor.

"I said leave me a joint..." Refal continued while turning around, his net perfectly rounded, staring at the sturdy figure standing in front of him made Refal feel regret.

Glekkk!

Refal swallowed the saliva, he even scratched his head which was not itchy. Had he ascertained who had come first, then the regret he felt at this moment would not have made him behave foolishly.

"Pa-papa's in si-ni? What's up?" Refal asked in a soft tone of voice, he was too nervous to speak.

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