Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

Nightmare

Aaaa!

One shout resounded from the main room of the Wijaya Mansion. Or rather the room of Mr. Alan and his wife Bu Fatimah Azzahra. Ms. Fatimah's face was sweating coldly, I don't know what dreams she had until she was that scared. And of course, hearing the loud screams of his wife, Mr. Alan almost fell out of bed in shock.

"Of-ummi... What's up?" Mr. Alan asked as he rubbed the sweat on his wife's forehead. There was clearly a sense of fear on his wife's pretty face, to the point that Mr. Alan felt her chest start to clench.

In this world there are two things that Mr. Alan fears the most. First, make his wife and children suffer. And the second saw Fazila wounded no matter how small the wound that hit Salihanya's daughter.

"Say Ummi, what's wrong?" Mr. Alan urged Ms. Fatimah to speak immediately. Unfortunately, Ms. Fatimah who was spoken to still looks shocked. That slender body even looked to be shaking violently.

"Bi-bi...." Said Ms. Fatimah while looking at Mr. Alan's face with a bitter look.

"Uu-ummi sees Fazila we are crying with a wounded body. He said someone brutally injured him. Ummi what to do, Bi? If Fazila we get to anything, Ummi will be gone! Hicks.Hiks." Fatimah's mother began to sob, at a time like this there was nothing Mr. Alan could do but try hard to calm his wife.

Mr. Alan knows his wife well, there would be no tears if it had nothing to do with their precious daughter, Meyda Noviana Fazila.

Not only Ms. Fatimah, now fear began to control the body of Mr. Alan Wijaya. How not, all this time his wife's hunches always happen without being rejected. The last time Fazila was injured trying to save Maya, what was it this time?

"Ummi need not worry. Our daughter is a brave princess. Does Ummi remember?" Mr. Alan's words were stuck in his throat. His soft hands began to gently caress his wife's head.

"Our fazila...! He was born after many challenges or difficulties. It is surprising that Ummi and Fazila can survive even though the world is not friendly with you both." Said Mr. Alan with tears in his eyes. Remembering his past is still a wound, but it's okay. The most important thing is no longer the past, but the future is the main priority in this life. Priority to keep and make his little family happy.

"Did Ummi think that Fazila we would give up easily after all the suffering he went through in a row? No. it's never gonna happen. Within him flowed the blood of an officer. His brave soul will defeat all the challenges that lie before his eyes." Said Mr. Alan confidently, this time without the slightest hesitation.

"For God's sake. Abi believes Fazila we will always be protected wherever he goes.

Fate cannot be expected, destiny cannot be changed, but prayer can change everything. This is what we call the power of prayer. So let us pray for our children that they will always be protected wherever they are." Said Mr. Alan explaining at length

No more stuffing came out of the lips of Fatimah. Mr. Alan's words were too soothing for his heart to be filled with restless and restless feelings.

"Abi know, at this time Ummi would want to talk to our Fazila, even so Abi just wanted to say, Fazila we must have fallen asleep. Tomorrow, after the dawn prayer Ummi can talk as much as possible. Can we rest now? Abi's still sleepy." Said Mr. Alan again, this time He pretended to yawn.

Meanwhile, in a different place, the car driven by Refal and Fazila entered the courtyard of the house mengah which was right in the city center. The courtyard is quite spacious, the three-story mansion looks solid with all the beauty it has to offer.

"Honey, where are we? Doesn't it matter if we go to someone's house in the middle of the night? What if they kick us out?" Fazila asked as she stopped her footsteps.

"Darling, no one will dare to drive us away. Wh why? Because this is our house." Refal explained.

"Our house?"

"Yes, this is our home. After my term ends, we'll stay here with our kids." Refal said with a triumphant smile.

Refal's words succeeded in making Fazila could not help but hug the beautiful man who had officially become her husband.

"There are still many surprises waiting in there. If it shows me this house alone I managed to get one hug from my beautiful wife, then what after she saw the surprise inside there? Just the thought of getting a hot kiss just makes me happy." Tempting Refal while looking at Fazila with a question mark filled gaze.

"Why wait, I can do it now." Fazila chirped as he walked two steps closer to Refal.

Muach!

One brief kiss managed to land on the soft lips of cotton belonging to Refal.

"How, does my beloved handsome Governor like it?" Fazila asked in a spoiled tone, her pretty face flushed red.

Not wanting Refal to know that he was being overwhelmed by nervousness, Fazila ran into the house with the door unlocked.

"Wait for me!" Refal shouted, He sped up his footsteps chasing after Fazila who was getting away from him, the handsome face could not stop smiling. Really, this feeling of happiness filled all the pores in his body. In the heart of Rephal pray that this happiness will not fade forever.

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