Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

Invitation from University

Fazila came out of his room and walked along with Doctor Neti. Her pretty face showed off a thin smile. Of course, he will smile no matter what his condition is if he is near Umminya. He really did not want to see the woman he loved so dearly sad to see her bad condition. Merely, he really could not endure the pain in his knee from the collision earlier this afternoon. Because of the incident his leg had to be bandaged.

Fazila had begged doctor Neti not to put a bandage on his leg, doctor Neti too cool and said he could not do that because he was afraid Fazila's leg condition would get worse.

"Miss Fazila's condition is fine. Only his leg was badly injured. There were some scratches on his body parts such as on his knees, arms and back. That's not dangerous. If he stays for a few days it'll be good for him." Doctor Neti explained.

"Fazila said, Ummi need not worry. It's just a small wound." Fazila tried to convince Umminya.

"What's that little wound, son? Can't you see Ummi is so worried! For you it may be just a small wound, but every time Ummi sees you coming home injured it feels like Ummi's life is in the throat. Ummi did it half dead."

Fazila was pecking, hearing the words of his mother he immediately closed his mouth. His speech felt like a Molotov cocktail that destroyed his soul. She felt guilty, she felt hurt, and she felt like an ungodly princess that made her Umminya bear the grief of her actions.

"Ommy... Fazila's sorry. Fazila I was wrong." Fazila said softly as she walked towards Umminya, she hugged Umminya with her pill cry.

Meanwhile Mr. Alan, Abi Fazila, he could only sigh violently to see the two women he loved so much shed tears.

"Ummi doesn't need to cry because of Fazila. Didn't Ummi know Fazila hated tears? Fazila knew that Fazila could not guarantee himself to be unharmed, and did Ummi not know that not even a leaf would fall from his tree without the will of God? So, strengthen Ummi's heart.

Fazila only wanted to spread kindness as much as Fazila could. What would Fazila say to God if Fazila asked my age what would I use it for?" Fazila said as she wiped her Umminya tears.

"Aunt Fatimah, what Fazila said is true! Aunt Fatimah didn't have to worry about it. There is a God who will always protect her. Doesn't Aunt believe that?" Haidar asked as he held onto Ummi Fazila's arm.

"You two must have conspired against me. Every time Fazila gets into trouble you're always defending her, now feel this!" Babe Ummi Fazila as he fancied Haidar's ear. He started smiling and forgot his pain.

"Let's... Bi Pain. Remove Haidar's ears. Otherwise, I will definitely complain to Mama and Aunt Sabina." Said Haidar pretended to be in pain, when in fact the jewer Ummi Fazila did not hurt in the slightest.

Fazila's laughter began to break at the adorable behavior of Umminya and Haidar.

"Ummi, stop that. Haidar won't come again if Ummi keeps pulling his ears." This time Abi Fazila started talking.

"Abi, don't interfere. Just let them argue, our job is just to be a good spectator." Typal Fazila, grabbing Abinya's arm, rests his head on Abinya's shoulder.

A second later the laughter of Umm Fazila began to break. And it made everyone laugh with him.

Oh Allah... Thanks for everything. Finally, Ummi's grief was gone and replaced by his beautiful laughter. Please make Ummi, Abi, and everyone happy. Fazila muttered while removing the corner of his eyes quickly so that he was not caught shedding tears.

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"Mayda Noviana Fazila. Lecturer at a renowned University." Say someone who is currently sitting in his seat of greatness. His forehead creased in disbelief at what he saw and what he read.

"How could a woman as bitter as the bile be a Lecturer. If a teacher can't control his tongue then what about his tutoring student? His words were as sharp as a dagger. Remembering how he scolded me gave me goosebumps!" Said the handsome man while getting up from his great chair and standing by the window.

Tok.Tok-sign.Tok.

"Sir Governor, do you know who that girl is?"

"Yes, I know his name and where he works." Reply to the Governor slowly, a second later he walked towards the sofa and sat there. He took off his coat and placed it near him sitting down. Really, any woman who sees the charm of Mr. Governor this afternoon will easily fall in love.

Klikkk!

Without asking the TV directly turned on by the Assistant Governor. He showed a face he was very familiar with, even though he saw it only once.

Breaking News

A young girl with a fearless spirit manages to derail an underage marriage. The bride-to-be who is only thirteen years old admitted, Her stepmother sold it to a gang member who was hunted by the Police on the grounds to pay a debt.

Yes, it is true that Miss Fazila thwarted that unequal marriage long before we came. He's also hurt. But thanks to him we were able to catch the syndicate that had been a fugitive all along. A young police officer said from the scene.

"Sir Governor, that means when I hit that Miss she'll go to the scene. It was fortunate that he was able to get out of the house alive. He's hurt for what I did." The assistant explained. His head was embarrassed.

"Wait a minute, what do you mean, get out of that house alive? Don't tell me what I think is true?" The Governor urged his Assistant to speak truthfully. And that made the young assistant feel frightened. Sometimes he could not guess the way his superior thought, if it continued like this, he would only hear the anger of his superior.

"What you think is true, the guards we put to scout the house were less alert. When that happened they were out for lunch." Report the Assistant back with a bowed face.

"Aist! Damn it." Murmured the Governor while clenching his hands.

"Then what about the boss? Were they caught?"

"Sorry sir, the boss managed to escape. Now the house has been set up by the police line. There are hundreds of firearms there and drugs worth billions of Rupiah."

"Tell the authorities, I'll visit the place tomorrow. I don't want any reason. I need to find that bastard so that my Hilya can rest in peace."

What a strange love this is! Miss Hilya has been gone for a long time, but Mr. Governor's wounds are still gaping. Miss Hilya, please send someone to Mr. Governor, someone who can bring a smile and love again in his life. Mumbled Bima in his heart, hoping the Governor he always accompanied to get happy.

"Sir, this is an important letter from the University. They asked you to come as a guest of honor."

Mr. Governor's forehead was wrinkled to hear his Assistant's short speech.

"Give me. Which campus is it from?"

His assistant had not had time to say anything, the Governor immediately snatched the letter from Bima's hands. A second later his face showed a smile.

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