I'm Putting My Destiny on You

Recollects

That afternoon, four adults with three women and one man. A hasty path entered the clinic where Faiq was treated. From their appearance they do not look from the bottom. It looks like they look so classy. And the items that are worn also have a famous brand.

In it were Fariz, Salwa and Alfiani and Judis. They were still waiting for Faiq who was still asleep. The four were more silent, Judis was busy with a cell phone that could not be separated from his hands. Fariz was still doing the work he was doing through his laptop. Alfiani looked dhikr with prayer beads that could not be separated from his hands. And Salwa occasionally stole a glance at the man who always made his heart pound unusual. The man sitting next to the younger brother seemed serious about his job, and somehow added Fariz's charm to his eyes.

Until the sound of knocking on the door made their attention lead to the same thing. Although there is no confirmation in fact the door is wide open. Judis stood up immediately with a smile on her lips.

" Om , Auntie" said Judis who was greeted with a hug with teary eyes of the middle-aged man.

While the three women of different generations were unable to endure the cries, seeing an Andreas who was supposed to have died was now lying before him. The three of them drew closer to Andreas who seemed to blink an eye. Shocked, hearing them coming.

'' Mama shrieked the man as her eyes fell on the graceful woman who approached him and burst into hugs with sobs. For some reason when he woke up everything felt bright. Nothing covers his entire memory. He remembered everything, the woman who had hugged him was Mama Nadhira, the extraordinary woman who had brought him to be born in the world. And who rubbed the shoulder of the Mama, the man of Yusuf Wiratama, the father who always admired and respected him.

Behind her, the beautiful girl with shoulder-length hair, cried with her face covered. He is the spoiled Adriani Wiratama, his only puppet. And next to the beautiful little sister, the woman was Diandra Maheswari's lover. He remembered it, remembered everything about himself.

But there was something different when he realized the longing that was stomping on his chest was not for the wavy-haired woman. He gulped roughly, as his feelings grew faint for the woman who shed tears with her loving gaze. For a moment the eyes of two people meet each other. But no more words can be broken through the eyes. That emptiness is greeting.

" Mama "swept Andreas as Mama unraveled her embrace.

" Yes dear "said Mama with tears. Andrew wiped those tears.

" Don't cry, Andreas is fine "

" Do you remember baby ?" ask Mana with a smile wrapped in tears. Andreas nodded slowly. All who were in the room looked at Andreas and said their hamdalah. No exception Alfiani who now chose to pull over from the crowd in the room.

Alternately the family of Andreas approached his son, channeling the happy and longing that hung in their hearts. Relieved because Alloh still gives them the opportunity to be together. Finally Diandra, grasping Andreas' hand tightly, channeling all the feelings of shackling his heart. Her crying could not stand it.

" Don't cry, I'm fine" said Andreas staring at Diandra's bead. His feeling was a dilemma, there was still that feeling even though it was faint in his heart. And it cannot be denied that he feels something is wrong . As he wiped away the tears flowing down Diandra's cheeks involuntarily his eyes looked at Alfiani who was sitting on the sofa. The two stared at each other for a moment then both cast their eyes off.

While the rest of the family was chatting with Fariz, Alfiani, Salwa and Judis. He's both with Diandra. Fusing the petrified longing in the heart of Diandra. The girl continued to hold her hand, and caressed the lover's face. I don't know why it feels uncomfortable for him.

" I'm sorry sir, Mom, my sister and I have permission to leave. Because Andreas's family has come we beg to resign "Fariz bidding farewell to Andreas's family who are there. After they introduced each other and told a glimpse of Andreas whom they had been calling Faiq.

" Alright, thank you very much for taking good care of Andreas. Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow we will come to your residence. Please express our gratitude to your parents. If there is none you do not know how the fate of our son" said Mr. Yusuf with a grateful smile.

" Together Sir, it is our duty as human beings to help each other. What happened with Andreas mas can not be separated from the interference of Alloh . Of course, of course, by his will, everything happened. We're just intermediaries" Fariz said with a warm smile. Mr. Yusuf nodded confirming the speech of the young man before him .

" Okay sir, since it's late afternoon, excuse me. " Fariz reached out with a hand that greeted the man. Then he approached Andreas whose hand was still in his girl's grasp.

" Mas Andreas" said Fariz to make Andreas pull the hand from the grasp of Diandra. It feels awkward to be in contact with a friend of the kind in front of the man .

" You want to go home Riz ?" andreas asked looking at his foster sister for a few months yesterday.

" Yes Mas, Fariz said first.The Andreas family has come." said Fariz.

" You are also my family "spirited Andreas who somehow feels something is missing from the side of his heart. Fariz smiled faintly.

" When Mas Andreas remains our family. But Fariz pamit first, want to take Alfi and Salwa already afternoon ". continued Fariz softly. Andreas seemed to nod, for a moment his gaze towards the girl who was now standing near the exit waiting for Fariz.

" Greetings to Father and Mother, tomorrow I go home" said Andreas, who smiled and nodded from Fariz. Andreas followed Fariz with his eyes. Until he was on the hooded girl who momentarily stared at him then nodded slowly at him. They came out of the room after saying goodbye and saying their greetings.

He sighed, feeling the emptiness was real. Among the joy when he remembered about himself, there was a part that actually felt he wanted not to remember it. About the love that actually now makes his heart worry. His family seems so enthusiastic now. No exception to the girl who had served herself by offering everything to her. From eating, drinking and so on. There was guilt in his heart, when he realized that his heart was no longer the same.