HUSBAND'S HEART

part 64 FATMA MANEUVER BU

Mbok Sari half ran back to the front yard to close the gate after helping Yuana carry the suitcase to the pavilion. Mbok Sari was surprised to see Ms. Fatma sitting dumbstruck on the terrace seat.

"Where are you going, Mbok?"

"Sorry, Mum... Uh... It seems like Mas Ilham has a need with Mas Rahmat."

"Helms coming?"

"Eh, I'm sorry, with Mr. Hadi and Ms. Annisa I mean mbok."

Because confused to answer how, Mbok Sari to mention the wrong name. Bu Fatma's feelings become increasingly unreasonable, unlike usual Mbok Sari nervous as now. Something must have happened.

"What's really going on, Mbok? Where to not have time to greet me, Mbok?"

"I don't understand, Mom. Oh yes, Ms. Yuana is back here, Mom. Just now I drove to the pavilion," quickly Mbok Sari tried to distract Ms. Fatma, "it seems also sad again, Mom. Bengep, like weeping that. Probably remembered for her late husband, yes, Mom."

Between being surprised, happy and sad to hear the news about Yuana's arrival, Ms. Fatma seemed to forget her worries about Ilham changing to worry about Yuana's condition.

Hurry up Bu Fatma walked back towards the pavilion where Yuana was, no matter if the path had to be a little staggering and occasionally had to hold on to the wall.

Yuana was sitting leaning against the headboard of the bed and replied to a message with Annisa when Ms. Fatma entered the pavilion and called out to her.

Because she was feeling very tired and happened to sleep with Nabila hugging her feet, Yuana did not get out of bed, just said and let Ms. Fatma into her room.

"Yes, Mum... Yuana's in the room."

"Yuana, are you okay, Nduk?" ma'am Fatma asked worriedly, because indeed the area of Yuana's eyes still looks swollen.

Yuana also had not had time to freshen up to the bathroom because it was immediately put to sleep Nabila who was sleeping spoiled on her.

Did not have time to think about his condition because now think about how the state of Inspiration. But a little calmer because Annisa replied to her message by saying that Ilham was fine, just exhausted.

"Mom, are you awake?"

"Mom didn't sleep, it was just a klesetan in the room. You're all right, right? Nothing happened, right? Ilham..."

"Nothing happened, Mom. There's nothing to worry about, I'm calm, yeah," Yuana said, looking at Ms. Fatma who was panicking about her. Yuana knows for sure that Ms. Fatma is worried that bad events at the Ilham school reunion that happened to her are repeated with other bad events.

"You went home with Ilham, right? Now where's the kid going?"

"Yes, Mom. Earlier Yuana was picked up by Mas Ilham, but once he got home, Pak Hadi and Kak Annisa did not leave, there was an important thing he said," replied Yuana while turning, pretending to fix Nabila's position, saying, trying not to look at Ms. Fatma.

Ms. Fatma was relieved to hear the answer from Yuana, but somehow her little heart still felt worry, whether it was Ilham or Yuana. He felt that something big was happening to either one of them or both.

"Mom just hope, you're always okay."

Yuana just smiled in response, her tongue felt cloudy to speak, as she herself did not know if in the future she would be okay.

"Are you sure you're okay?" by gently patting Yuana on the leg, Ms. Fatma wanted to ensure Yuana's true condition.

"Maybe Yuana's tired, ma'am."

"Yes, I'm just resting, I'm sorry I interrupted your break."

"Ndidn't bother, Mom. Yuana is actually happy for the attention of her mother to Yuana. Thank you very much, Mom."

Ms. Fatma reviewed the smile, then got up and went out with her previous closing the door of Yuana's room. With an uncertain feeling, Ms. Fatma walked up to enter the workspace of Inspiration without her noticing. Know-how he had just sat in a chair that used to be occupied by Inspiration when working.

This room has become neater since Yuana he was hired as Ilham's assistant.

Books and documents neatly arranged on the bookshelf, there is a new window, small and lighted in the corner of the room, miniature icons of countries that Ilham had visited neatly displayed there.

Then he turned to the place where the miniatures had been, had changed into a row of photos of Inspiration over time. Surely this idea of Yuana, how sweet if Yuana is his wife Ilham, then he will be calm if at any time the death pick her up.

Actually how does Yuana feel or judge about Inspiration. After a long time I did not get excited in his heart on Inspiration. Couldn't he have read her Inspirational gaze all along?

"Astaghfiullah! Has something happened between them?" Ms. Fatma was shocked by the results of her own thinking.

It could be, Yuana was crying because of that. Yuana is a widow, and Ilham has harbored feelings for Yuana for years. Could something happen between them?

"Yes Allah... This is the fault of the servant of Ya Allah, forgive the carelessness of the servant," said Ms. Fatma, she felt selfish because her affection for Yuana forced her to bring Yuana and Ilham closer together, hoping that they could be as close as Ilham and Annisa. He forgot however that Yuana was not a mahrom to Ilham and he did not know about the previous feelings of Inspiration.

It should have been if he could have married them, didn't Ilham really love Yuana long ago? Ilham had even proclaimed Yuana as his future wife, yes even though it was only to stop Ratna's unfounded jealousy towards Grace.

"Then where's the problem? Is obstructed blessing? Sure didn't. Less established? Neither. Did Ilham ever express his feelings and Yuana reject him? Or has Ilham never told Yuana? My son is just a secret admirer. Ah, the fool."

The more thinking the more the headache of Ms. Fatma. Should he be looking for a way to unite them in a sacred bond? Or should he just wait for their development. Or the...

"Who's stupid, Ummah?"

With a slightly pale face, Ilham walked into his study. Actually he was about to go up following Annisa who had gone up first, but saw the open workspace and Miss Fatma sat in her chair, inevitably Ilham turned first. Greeting his mum who was muttering and heard his last sentence.

"You're home yet? From where? What happened to make Yuana cry like that?"

"Yuana crying again?"

The question behind Ilham even raised the suspicion of Ms. Fatma, "what else, Ham? You guys..."

"We worship first, huh? Soon adzan maghrib, later Inspiration story."

Ilham understood his mother's anxiety, so he would tell her what he had just known about Yuana clearly in a calm atmosphere. It's possible that his mother can give a view later, considering the closeness of Bu Fatma with Yuana's mother used to meet each time in the boarding school.

After dinner, Ilham came to Ms. Fatma's room. Yuana, this evening did not come to the main house at all. He needed time to calm himself. Norish, who was a little fussy, made Annisa and Azyan stay in the room. So that the atmosphere tonight is so calm for Ilham and Ms. Fatma to talk.

Fatma knew exactly who Joseph's doctor's parents were, and even knew him. It is very unlikely that Mr. Rudi Wijaya has children outside his marriage to Ms. Mei.

It was even more shocking for Ms. Fatma when Ilham mentioned her little name and the name of Yuana's parents.

"So Mr Bram himself said that Joseph was Yuana's older brother? While Yuana's parents named Jacob and Linda? Yuana's real name is Joanne and Joseph's real name is Joseph. If it's true Mr Bram's words, then Yusuf is not Mr Rudi's biological son?"

"See, Ummah. Which is true, Jo refused to admit it."

While gently massaging the soles of Ms. Fatma's feet, Ilham thought about how to solve this problem.

The next morning, Yuana still does not show up to the main house for breakfast together as usual the time before Yuana goes to the village.

"Ham, can you take the ummah to Ustadz Al's house now?" ma'am Fatma asked half a whisper after they finished breakfast.

"Alhusin Ustadz?" answered a nod by Ms. Fatma.

"Yes, to the house of Ustadz Alhusain. You gotta make sure of something."

"But Ustadz Al is rarely home, Ummah."

"Ummah already chat ustadzah Nadia, he said this week he was in the country."

"Thank God, then."

Ustadz Alhusain was a da'i who preached to various regions even to the corners of the country. Many converts who were led to read the Shahadah by him who later became santri pesantren cottage or taklim assembly whose care there were even some who became proselytizing fighters with him.

In addition to preaching, Ustadz Alhusein also has a travel agency for Hajj and Umrah. Almost every two months he accompanied one kloter umrah.

After nearly an hour of travelling at a moderate speed, Ilham's car arrived in the courtyard of Ustadz Alhusein's home.

A person wearing a veil opened the door and allowed Ilham and Ms. Fatma to enter the living room. Shortly afterwards Ustadz Al and his wife, Ustadzah Nadia met them.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" exclaiming Ustadz greet and greet Ilham, "how are you, Miss Fatma?" while allowing Ms. Fatma and Ilham to shrink back.

"Wa alaikum salam, Ustadz. Thank goodness good."

Then they talked to each other about each other's activities before finally Ms. Fatma expressed the purpose of her arrival.

"Does Ustadz remember Jacob and Linda?"

"Yes, of course. We still communicate a lot today, don't we Mi?" sahut Ustadz Al took his wife's hand and placed it on his lap.

Ustadzah Nadia smiled and nodded in agreement to Ustadz Al's answer.

"Can Ustadz bring us together?"

"It could be, haha... All of us umrah," Ustadz Al chuckled with his own answer, because he felt like he was pointing at Ms. Fatma to go umrah.

"What do you mean, Ustadz?" tanya Ilham was confused, meeting Ms. Fatma with Jacob just why all umrah.

"Yaaa said he wanted to meet Jacob and Linda, they now settled in Medina. It would be a shame if not all umrah. How's it?"

"Can... May... We list four people, the fastest departure when?"

"Geez..." Ilham was surprised by the decision of Ms. Fatma who was like without thinking that long.

"The quickest departure this Thursday, but to add four people seems to be impossible. Just sec..."

Ustadz Al stood inward, apparently to call someone but soon returned to the living room.

"Three more weeks can. The next week and the next week are full."

"Yes, yes, Ustadz" said Ms. Fatma with a twinkle.

Along the way back home, Ms. Fatma recounted her brief introductions to Jacob and Linda.

After almost a night of sleeplessness, he tried to remember the names of Jacob and Linda, as he seemed to have known the two names in the past.

And when he managed to remember, he was convinced that the Jacob and Linda he knew were the same couple Ilham told as Yuana's biological parents.

But as for Joseph and Yuana, the only way was to ask the two of them directly. Whatever can be done, whatever must be paid and wherever must step, while Miss Fatma can certainly be done to completion.

"Four anyone, umah?"

"We, Yuana and Joseph. Who else is it?"

"What if it's just the two of us? Ummah sure, they're the same Jacob and Linda? Don't let our journey go to waste."

"Where can we be sure if we do not come and ask directly to the person concerned. So that guy mbok ya who cheque. You are if the business of work alone can tap-tap-tap-tap, why if this business is slow to defeat snails. When is the wedding then? Some of us go umrah, where there go umrah so in vain."

Bu Fatma's reply instantly made Ilham feel dizzy. He immediately pulled his car over the shaded shoulder of the road. He did not want his determination to force himself to drive a car in a state of uneasy and tired like yesterday repeated again.

Imham pretended to drink mineral water and then checked the incoming email. Though in his mind raging, how to invite Yuana and doctor Yusuf to go Umrah in such a short time.

Yuana and Dr. Yusuf have accepted Jacob and Linda's presence in their lives. Not to mention the busyness of Dr. Joseph as a specialist doctor of a well-known hospital, where can apply for leave alone.

"Wes, you don't think much. Ummah has sent the same message Arief to take care of all the documents. Your job is to take care of your health until you leave and convince Yuana to come along. Joseph let the ummah speak, he will. The important thing is not to tell Jacob about Linda before we find some certainty."

Ilham sighed resignedly with all the maneuvers that Bu Fatma did. Inspiration that knows very well Ms. Fatma cannot deny or deny the decisions and strategies taken when they face a problem.

Hopefully, the maneuver of Miss Fatma this time is really right on target and can reunite a family that is scattered by a destiny.