I'm Putting My Destiny on You

Admires

The days passed by Faiq began to be colored in the village. He now sells with his father in the market. It also helps to take care of the fish pond. All his busyness made him forget a little about the amnesia he suffered. He began to fill each memory sheet with new things.

'' Iq, can you please help me to catch a fish ?" ask the father who always treated himself well. Now the two adults are in a fish pond ready for harvest.

'' God willing it can be Well, where to ?'' ask Faiq who is sprinkling fish feed in the pond.

" To the next village, later among Pak Yanto "sahut Father who was sitting in a small club near the pond. Faiq who had finished feeding the fish moved to come to Daddy.

" This pool will be Well harvested ?" asked Faiq who was already sitting next to Father.

" No, this pool may be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. The pond in the garden, has been harvested the same by Mr. Yanto and some friends. Later you will just go with Mr. Yanto. You see Dad later in the afternoon there is a show "said Father softly.

" Yes Well "short sahut Faiq while looking at the charismatic face of the wise man beside him.

" It's noon Iq,ayo come home !" take Dad while standing up from his seat. Faiq assented and followed Dad's steps behind him, with the bucket he was tenting in hand.

Walking down the village road, the friendly greetings of the neighbors made Faiq feel warm. Real hospitality is not a mask.

" Daddy want to stop by Mas Irman's house first, you want to come or go home first Iq ?" ask me in the middle of the journey.

" Faiq came home first is okay Well ?" sahut Faiq as if to ask the opinion of the father.

" It's okay, later if his mother says Dad there needs to be a moment at Mas Irman's house" said Father who was influenced by Faiq. The two separated at the junction, Faiq continued the step towards home. Along the way he greeted or answered the greetings of every neighbor who passed by him.

Faiq was quite famous in the village, a handsome appearance with a manly stature and a friendly and polite attitude. He became a new idol in the village. It was nothing new when there was a girl who was secretly watching her.

Lucky Faiq appointed Farhan's father's son . So that no one overstepped the mark to approach the young man . Wibawa and family friendliness, make people reluctant and do not dare to be disrespectful.

Faiq arrived at the courtyard of the house. The atmosphere looks lonely. Fariz is at work, mom is usually preparing lunch. Alfiani went to the college this morning. But the matic motorbike used by the girl was parked but next to the house.

Faiq continued to step through the courtyard. He went around the house to get in through the back door. Arriving in the backyard, Faiq's ears heard the crisp laughter of two people who seemed to be sitting in the back gazebo. Faiq's steps led him to see who was laughing there.

A few meters from the gazebo Faiq's steps came to a halt. She's a girl chatting. And what made him amazed was Alfiani's crisp laughter, he had seen that laughter but could always make his heart pound. The rotation of the earth seemed to stop, thousands of flowers seemed to surround him as he saw the laughter of the beautiful girl. The girl whose face seemed to emit a light that made her always grounded.

" It's !" the mother's voice behind her body made the stunned Faiq soar in shock .

Mom smiled looking at the shocked Faiq.

'' I'm sorry to startle you ?" . Faiq seemed to scratch his head, awkward because he was caught paying attention to the girl who was sitting on the gazebo.

'' It's nothing ma'am' said Faiq hiding his awkward feelings.

'' Where's dad ?'' asked the mother looking for the whereabouts of the husband.

'' Yes, you go in there, clean up first'' the mother said.

'' Yes ma'am replied Faiq who then moved from the presence of his mother.

Mother breathed deeply. Realizing there was something different in each of the young man's gazes towards his daughter.

'' Son, Salwa, Alfi !'' call mom to two girls who are still chatting. They both looked at the mother at the same time.

'' Yes ma'am said Alfi while standing and approaching the mother followed by Salwa behind him.

'' Please buy me sugar, son, sugar in the kitchen runs out, said the mother to her daughter.

'' Ita bu, Alfi put the book first said Alfi who won was holding the book in his hand. Mother nodded then turned to look at the beautiful girl who was still standing there.

'' Sal, may I ask ?'' soft mother to the girl.

'' Please ma'am, what do you want to ask ?''

'' You are close to Alfi, did he ever tell you about the same man you were ?'' ask mom still in a soft tone.

'' I mean ?'' asked Salwa who was a little surprised by the question of the friend's mother.

'' Either the mother is too worried or it is like that. I see Alfi always awkward when dealing with Faiq. And mother also saw the unusual look in Faiq's eyes when she saw Alfi. Mother is only worried, complained the mother to her daughter's best friend.

'' I don't have to worry about anything. Alfi sometimes tells about Faiq. If from the way of speaking there may be admiration Alfi on Faiq.'' said Salwa who now holds the palm of the mother's hand, as if giving calm to the middle-aged woman.

'' I am afraid of being a slander Sal said the mother, Salwa smiled. She was aware of my mother's fear.

" There won't be anything, ma'am, you've educated Alfi very well. He knows how to keep his honor. She is a solihah woman born to a Sholihah mother and is dignified. I don't worry'' said Salwa, smiling mother then rubbed the sweet girl's back.

'' Mantu dream mother, when is ready in lamar nak ?''the mother's joke that definitely made the hue of Salwa blush and blush.

" Ih mother" said Salwa spoiled while shaking the arms of the mother. Mom laughed, she was quite sensitive to the girl's feelings for her beloved son.

They talked until Alfie came out. Then Alfi and Salwa went to the stall, which was located not so far from the house of Alfi.

After the two girls left, Mom came in. He seemed to breathe deeply. Once again he saw Faiq standing in the living room. Stare out the window with a faint smile.

Mother followed the young man's gaze, and it was true that the young man was following Alfi's footsteps with the look in his eyes.

Gotta talk to Dad, that's what's on Mom's mind. I hope everything is okay. Not a cruel slander. May Allah still protect them all .