Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

Threats (Part2)

"That guy came again, Bi. He's coming!" The tears of Fatimah immediately spilled.

"Yes, what Abi thought was true. That guy came again. This time he did the same." Ms. Fatimah offered a piece of paper written in red ink. Fazila who had been standing before the door could only endure the cries of hearing her parents speak in a high-level tone of worry.

Tok.Tok-sign.Tok.

Mr. Alan and Ms. Fatimah looked at each other, they turned to the door and found Fazila standing there, how shocked was Miss Fatimah to the point that the paper in her hand fell on the floor and she quickly picked it up.

"Can Fazila come in?" Fazila smiled, but her heart rumbled.

The sadness!

That one word felt really scary, if asked what scared Fazila the most, then the answer was just that one word, sadness. He did not want to see Ummi and Abinya sad even in a dream. And today? Not only in a dream, but he saw for himself how his Umminya shed tears just because of a threatening letter. The threat of a useless figure hiding in the shadows.

"Can Fazila come in?" Fazila again repeated the same question because there was no answer from Ummi and Abinya.

"Look in, baby. There's no need to ask for permission because this is your home, so you have every right to do whatever your heart wants." Mr. Alan replied as he stood, stretching out his arms to welcome the arrival of his precious daughter.

"Being in Abi's arms feels so soothing, thank you for being a part of my life and Ummi." Said Fazila while tightening his embrace on his burly body.

Meanwhile, Fatimah. He looked the other way while wiping the corner of his eye with the back of his hand. Hope Fazila won't know the action while crying.

"Ummi, is Ummi avoiding me? Why is Ummi looking the other way?"

"It can't be, baby. Ummi will never dodge you, it looks like there's dust going into Ummi's eyes." Mrs Fatimah said, of course she was just lying. And luckily he was such a bad liar that Fazila could guess it in just one look.

Fazila took off her arms from Mr. Alan and switched to hugging his Umimya body.

"I love the smell of Ummi, it's really very soothing." Say Fazila again.

After being satisfied to hug Umminya, slowly Fazila began to release the slender body of Ms. Fatimah. In her heart Fazila was composing what words she should say so that her parents would not be frightened.

"Are Ummi and Abi not afraid anymore?"

"Fearful? Why are we afraid?" Mr. Alan answered with confidence, but only he himself knew that at this time he really felt excessive worry.

"Abi and Ummi don't have to pretend in front of Fazila, because Fazila knows everything. Is this about the shooting of a dozen years ago?" Fazila asked as she looked at the faces of Mr. Alan and Ms. Fatimah.

"If that's the case then Ummi and Abi don't have to worry about it. Now that Fazila's grown up, Fazila can take care of herself too." Fazila continued, he grasped his fingers so tightly that even the slightest worry could not weaken his spirit.

"Did Abi remember? In the past, Grandpa Buyut always believed that Fazila could defeat all the challenges. Because Grandpa Buyut knew in Fazila's blood flowed the blood of an Officer.

Fazila also believes that Ummi and Abi still remember your daughter was almost gone. And look at it now? Fazila is still standing here with Ummi and Abi. Fazila was going nowhere because Fazila knew God was always with Fazila at every step.

Didn't Ummi also believe that a leaf would not fall from his tree without the permission of his Lord? Now tell Fazila, can Fazila be hurt if God himself guards Fazila?" Fazila looked at his parents in turn.

There was no reply from Umm Fatimah other than a headband signifying every utterance of her daughter was in the truth, or rather nothing was wrong.

"Already, Ummi. We leave everything to God only. Only to God." Mr. Alan said with great emphasis.

"Now give the letter to Fazila. I also want to know what that lousy guy said."

Fatimah looked at her daughter's confident face, a second later she began to hand over what she had hidden under the covers.

...I'm sure you've forgotten me! But I can't forget you guys for a second....

...Do you guys know? Ever since your daughter rose from the dead I have always prayed that the Power would destroy your pride....

...Tonight you will rejoice, but I am here to suffer. Every time I've been waiting for the moment when I'm going to send your Fazila to Heaven....

...It won't be exciting if we meet, which is why I chose to monitor you from a distance that you won't be able to predict....

...The governor!...

...Isn't your son-in-law a Governor? tell him he's going to be a widower before he gets to sit down at the bar....

...Haha. Are you guys scared? You guys should be scared of me. O yes, one more, isn't your daughter a Lecturer? It would be easy to injure him on the road by reason of an accident. Just wait, surprise for your daughter is on her way....

The handwriting was written neatly it managed to make Mr. Alan swallow saliva. He thought hard about who had been his enemy all along.

"Ummi and Abi need not fear anymore, fear will only constrict the heart and weaken the soul from believing in God. Now Ummi has to get ready, we'll be leaving soon." Fazila looked at her Umminya's wet eyes while squeezing the canned letter in her left hand.

A second later Fazila's lips re-engraved a smile, but her hands were busy wiping away her tears.

Tok.Tok-sign.Tok.

"Mrs, sorry. The governor asked you to come down immediately."

"Ummi see? Ummi's son-in-law was impatient." Fazila got up from her sitting position.

"O yes, one more. Mr. Governor mustn't know about what we're talking about today. I don't want him to worry. I'll wait for Ummi downstairs. Assalamu'alaikum..." Fazila said, he walked towards the door and followed the steps of Art who had walked in front of him.

Meanwhile in the living room sat Refal, Fatih, Umang and Regan. Among the four people was only Refal who appeared to be smiling triumphantly.

"Basic suck. All this because of your fault. You can't even keep Brother-in-law so we don't lose. Wahh... I'm so pissed off." Babe Fatih stared intently at Umang and Regan.

"For you we lost the bet." Follow Fatih again.

"Betc? You guys?" Fazila walked closer to her three younger siblings. While the one in the face looks scared.

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