Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

Unraveling the Past

If Abi finds out you hurt him, Abi swears Abi will take him forcibly from you.

Somehow the short speech that came from his Father-in-law continued to disturb the mind of Refal Mahendra shekar. No matter how hard he tried to get rid of his mind, then as strong as that speech continued to haunt him.

Honestly, there was a feeling of fear that was currently haunting Refal. Afraid that someday he would hurt Fazila. Then his Father-in-law will completely keep him away from the woman he currently loves so much.

Huhhhhhhh!

Refal let out a rough breath from his lips while folding both arms in front of his chest. The cold tonight doesn't even affect him.

"You awake? Is there a problem?" Fazila asked as she draped the thick blanket on Refal's burly shoulder.

"What's wrong? It seems you've been so agitated since we got home from Ummi and Abi's house, did Abi say something I didn't know and it made you nervous? Just tell me, I promise I won't get mad!" Keep Fazila on again. This time he hugged Refal's body from behind.

Hm!

For a moment, there was no reply from Rebal. He grabbed Fazila's arm which was coiled around his waist and then turned things around, this time Fazila's body in front and Refal, who was holding her from behind, drowning in a blanket, was very warm.

"I thought of Abi's words!"

"Abi's Speech? Which one?" Fazila asked in a soft voice, as she was about to turn her body towards Refal, but she firmly locked onto that slender body so that Fazila could not move her body.

"Which word?" Unable to get an answer, Fazila again asked the same question. Instead of hearing the answer, Fazila instead heard the sound of Rebal's rough breathing.

"Stay like this, just for a minute!" Reply Refal while tightening his embrace on the slender body of his beloved wife. Fazila who heard the heavy words of Refal could only mutter.

Five minutes passed but Refal did not open his voice, of course Fazila did not stay silent. He tried to lure Refal by removing the hand of Refal which was still coiled around his waist.

"Am I bothering you? All right, I'll go back to sleep!" Said Fazila pretending to be sulky. As he was about to move his legs, Refal pulled him back into his arms.

"I'm afraid Abi took you from me, and I'm even more afraid of the fact that someday I'll hurt you, I hope that time will come to a standstill this time so that I will never have the chance to hurt you no matter how small the odds are." Refal said. He drowned Fazila's head in the chest of his field as if today was his last day.

"Haha! I didn't think my smart husband would act like a teenager." Fazila said slowly, the sound of his laughter even made the Netra Refal round.

"You laughing? I mean it, I'm scared." Serious Refal speech.

"Why should you be afraid. Is the Governor planning on hurting me?"

Refal replied to Fazila's words just by shaking his head. Hinted that he would never do such a bad thing.

"Then what's the problem? There isn't one, is there? Don't scare yourself for things that haven't happened. You know Grandpa Kiai in Malang?

"Abi couldn't see me suffer because she was so traumatized." Fazila said again, this time he was heard sighing heavily. And that made Refal look even more curious.

"Trauma? Is it that bad?"

"Yes, very bad." Fazila replied, still in a heavy voice. The face that had carved out a smile now turned sour.

"After I tell you everything, please don't look at Abi with a different look. I think he's the best dad in the world, and I love him so much." Fazila clasped the fingers of Refal trying to calm himself, because after all, the past of his parents will always accompany every step of his foot.

"If it feels heavy, then don't say anything. I don't want to be the reason you remember the bad old days. I just want my Queen to always be happy." Refal slipped Fazila's long hair behind the earlobe.

"If you think tying me up with a promise will make me happy, then you don't have to do that. Because without you asking I'd always promise to obey your every word." Connect Refal again. He cupped Fazila's pretty face with both hands, a second later he hugged Fazila again and drowned the beautiful face in the chest of his field.

While Fazila? He further tightened his embrace on the sturdy body of the Refal, hoping that all his sorrow would evaporate with his rough breathing.

"When Abi was young, she had a lover whom she loved very much. His love for that woman can be said to be an extraordinary love. And bad, Abi can't get away from that woman.

Love had blinded Abi's eyes to the point that Abi didn't realize she wasn't a good woman." Fazila began to open a voice between the silence of the air. He broke away from Refal's embrace while sighing harshly. For a moment he stared at the sky, dark starless.

"Five years? Five years they were engaged but there was no recompense of the magnitude of the love other than betrayal.

The woman betrayed Abi. In front of Abi she said love, and behind Abi she was with another man. Not just together, but they spend time like a married couple, unable to withstand the pain because in betrayed by the woman he loved so much, Abi chose to leave everything.

Wealth and popularity? All of this is no longer useful to Abi. Until finally, the depression that drove Abi to Java." It felt like Fazila could no longer finish the tale of the pill, his heart felt in the dagger. It hurts so much that breathing feels tight.

"If it's hard, there's no need to go on anymore. I don't want my Queen to cry." Refal said in a sad voice. He touched Fazila's shoulder and then turned the body to face her.

"Let's take a break, I'm sure if you keep talking you'll only make yourself sadder. While me? I don't want to see my Queen cry." Refal continued, this time in a firm voice.

"Just a minute, just five minutes." Reply Fazila assured, his legs tiptoed to reach the top of the head of Refal and raised his warm kiss there, only for a few seconds then Fazila released his kiss from the smooth forehead of Refal.

"In Surabaya, a poor girl lives with her foster grandmother. She loved her grandmother who had Alzheimer's.

One day, the Grandmother disappeared from her simple house and made the poor girl run around just to look for her, throughout the city of Surabaya he followed but the result he only found himself standing alone with incredible despair." Fazila said again, this time his tears flowed profusely imagining how sad it was to be in the position of the girl, the girl who was none other than her own Umminya, Ummi Fatimah.

Unraveling the past in front of a partner will be very painful, it is better to be honest and tell everything than to keep it in your heart as a burden.

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