
At Fatim's house, Mr. Fikri asked Fatim and Akbar to go to sleep immediately and forget the events that have passed. Little by little Mr. Fikri was able to sleep soundly, in contrast to the previous day which made him fall ill as well. With what happened to his daughter.
In the room, in the,
"I took a shower, I happened to have a change of clothes in my bag. Where's the bathroom?" Ask Akbar.
"That's the left side of the kitchen, you want something to drink? Let me make it!" Ask Fatim.
"May, just go get ange tea" said Akbar.
Akbar went into the bathroom, and Fatim was making warm tea for Akbar. While waiting for Akbar to finish bathing, Fatim tidied up the kitchen and put the leftovers into the refrigerator so as not to rot.
After finishing with the kitchen, Fatim went into the room and tidied up his room. With great care Fatim tidied up the bed that was not too big. After the jam, he sat pensively in the corner of the mattress and stared at the window.
"If time could repeat itself, I wouldn't be home late that afternoon. I'd be unwell with Akbar if I thought it was gini" Inner Fatim.
"Assallamualaikum" Salam Akbar who just finished bathing.
But Fatim did not answer Akbar's greeting, he was daydreaming sitting in the corner of the mattress. Akbar tried to get close and ask him.
"Assallamuailaikum ya zawjati" said Akbar poking Fatim's cheek.
"Don't!" Shouted Fatim in shock.
Akbar believes Fatim is still traumatized. The proof when he was cute, Fatim immediately dodged and said 'don't'.
"Abang! Sorry Bang, I can't yet....... " The eyes of Fatim began to glaze over.
Initially Fatim wanted to release Akbar's embrace because he was not used to being hugged by other men except his father. But Fatim can still think clearly, if Akbar has become her husband, and Akbar's embrace also gives comfort to Fatim.
Fatim began to cry at Akbar's embrace. Finally, that night, the night that Fatim was able to pour all his burdens on Akbar, he felt comfortable in Akbar's embrace, could say all had made Fatim's heart and mind feel relieved.
"Sit down, I'll take a pegel. Can I have a massage?" Ask Akbar.
Fatim just sat quietly looking at Akbar.
"Joking, now you sleep first. I have to check the report and send it to my best friend Yasha. I have decided to register our name with KUA tomorrow as well, and our marriage can be valid in the State as well" Akbar said.
"But how can it? The time is not small either, right? You have to go back to Japan" Fatim said.
"That is the point of having many Fatim brothers. Abi Telfon, the ruler who sent us to KUA tomorrow, he will help us take care of our marriage certificate. Before the hospital but" explained Akbar.
"And the problem of flight tickets, has been canceled with Kabir, and booked again flight at 11 noon. And about your passport, visa and needs later in Japan, Jamil has prepared. Know Jamilkan? So after 1 month of the verdict trial is over, you can already fly to Japan, Brother Clara who will accompany you. I'll pick you up later, otherwise I'll ask Abi and Mama to take you" Akbar continued.
"Well again, ugly tau ah cry continues. Smile dong" said Akbar widened Fatim's lips.
"Umm, sick. I'm touched by Brother's family, you're all compact. And can accept me for who I am. I'm not happy....." Fatim's words were cut off.
"If you are not a virgin, why? Maybe a little disappointed because that makes you like this jerk guy. But I love you, and most importantly you love me. Dann Ana Uhibbuka Fillah, we wash the black of our lives together" Akbar said as he kissed Fatim's forehead.
The heart of the woman who did not melt with the romance of Akbar, so much in love with God and Fatim, he was able to accept Fatim as he was. Because what happened to Fatim was a disaster, not on the basis of liking.