Heart Voice

Heart Voice
Chapters. 10



Go Jogja's... Whim!


Akbar had really been steady to bury his feelings deeply to Niki. Anyway, none of that could have happened. They still can't be together.


After arriving in Jogja, Akbar told Yasha that he had reached home. And Akbar also asked how the latest condition of Niki after the accident. But Niki was not yet conscious. Akbar was worried about Niki.


Before Akbar returned to the boarding house, he stopped by the center of the toy and clothing store. Akbar thought that he would buy it for his three nephews. His favorites are Airy and Raihan. Then Diaz, his son Mala and Pak Lheknya, and Naira the son of his eldest brother and his enemy. Clara and Keny.


At that time, he saw a veiled girl helping a grandmother across the street. A few moments later, the girl was beside him.


"Assallamualaikum, sorry that shirt I have ordered for my two nephews" said the girl politely.


"Waalaikum sallam, this?" Ask Akbar.


"Yes, sorry. If it wasn't for my nephew, you could have. How many buks?" Ask the girl.


"So the same total that was 200 thousand yes" said the cashier.


"Here, guys. Same as usual" said the girl.


"Assallamualaikum" he said.


"Waalaikum sallam warrohmatulli wabarokatuh".


The graceful, meek girl had left, The shopkeeper reminded Akbar to keep his eyes on her. Because in a minute, he'll be in a match.


Long story short, that night there will be a meeting of two big families. The meeting between Akbar and his future wife, uh not yet yes. Still in secret Akbar will accept the matchmaking or not.


This season, Keny is married to Clara. They have a cute 3 year old child, female gender. Tomboy is like Clara. Name's Naira. But it wasn't brought up by Keny and Clara because there was something they had to finish. Naira is cared for by Aisyah and Rifky, sometimes with Leah and Ruchan.


"Assallamaic"


"Waalaikum sallam"


"Sister Ais and Brother Rifky came too huh?" Ask Syakir.


"Yes dong, the time of Abang rasa Adek there is an event we did not come anyway" said Aisyah.


"Where's Airy with Raihan? Sorry yeah, their 7th birthday brother didn't come home!" Akbar.


"No more papa, they're there. Most played with Diaz and Naira deh" said Aisyah.


"Bro! Here jerk!" Said Ruchan calling Rifky.


"But Mi, that's Abi calling" said Rifky.


"Oh yes Bi. Emm Syakir isn't busy, is he?" Ask Aisyah.


"So, why?" Syakir.


"Please take care of your nephews first yes, because from earlier the Diaz same Raihan fight mulu" said Aisyah.


"Come?" Syakir said, raising his hand.


"Well, that's Ustad too! Still thank you, remember the law, right?" Ask Aisyah.


"Well, same with myself. Once in a cake. No kayak Adek taste that brother continues to be noticed" Kesal Syakir.


"But you!!" Akbar.


"Tau tuh, it's already great, if the same brother is still spoiled" said Aisyah.


"Oh yes Brother! Since Brother is with Brother, you can not vent for a while, before the event began, and before the family of Abi's friends came" Akbar said seriously.


Aisyah nodded, and found a suitable place for Akbar to freely tell her stories. They found a spot in front of the swing of the two of them.


"I like other women, but I just like them. I want to accept this match myself. But according to Big Brother, if you will talk to him personally, do you have to be honest about the woman's problem? Brother was afraid that his heart would be hurt" Akbar said.


"Honestly it hurts Bang, but lying for whatever is still lying. Who knows, he also has uneg-uneg that can be explained when you are honest. Just be confident, but still keep the way he talks" said Aisyah


That girl, apparently......


Everyone gathered in the living room. The Fikri family has also arrived. The reason why the Ruchan family is not there is, because Fikri wants to visit the boarding school.


The event also began.


"This is our only daughter Han, her name is Fatimah Jodha Jaelani, we used to call her Fatim" Fikri said.


"Assallamaic"


"Waalaikum sallam, the sound of. Masha Allah" Praise Ruchan.


Akbar was shocked, the real person he would be paired with was the girl who had met at the store this afternoon. He rubbed his eyes many times afraid of seeing wrong. But it was really the girl this afternoon.


"You weren't the one that was noon, were you?" Ask Akbar suddenly.


"I'm sorry?" Ask Fatim.


"Who met earlier in front of a toy store and a child's clothes. This afternoon!" Akbar.


"Abang!! "Kata Aisyah glared and patted her body.


"Oh sorry yes, sorry" Akbar said.


"Ah no papa nak Ais, his name is also young. Let them follow their time, the origin of morality and faith always remain in his heart" said Fikri.


Ruchan and Leah also told Akbar to get to know Fatim more. Like Leah used to invite Ruchan in the garden of the house in Jakarta to chat. Akbar chose on the swing he used to play with Aisyah.


"Fatim, uh sorry. Where was Fatim's deck this afternoon?" Akbar asked nervously.


"Fatim is not papa. Sis? My or...." Fatim.


"Abate not papa. Everyone calls me that" Akbar said.


"What's the big deal?" Ask Fatim.


"Just help bandage the wound anyway" replied Akbar casually.


"Doctor huh? Fatim likes people who work as doctors, but not because of money or position. Fatim prefers to their efforts that are ready to help people cure the disease" said Fatim.


"Fatim's ever been dating?" Ask Akbar suddenly.


"Once, when I was a child, there were often ridicules. Fatim has never dated Bang. Brother himself?" Ask Fatim.


"If dating hasn't been. Just ever like women" said Akbar shyly.


"Why should that be his expression? Relax, that's natural, right? Unless you've become a husband, you can't like other women" Fatim said.


"Abang has decided, this matchmaking will continue, but wait for you to get a license from the Japanese practice here" said Akbar.


"Excite me!!! " Said Fatim.


"Let's go in" Ask Akbar.


"Akbar, don't you remember me? I was often there when you were humiliated as an adopted child first Akbar. I'm Jodha, you said I was Jodhamu as in the Indian film Jodha Akbar my father's favorite film" Batin Fatim.


Who's Fatim? What memories Akbar forgot. Who is this Fatim or who is this?