I'm Putting My Destiny on You

Outlandish

The car seemed to stop in the spacious yard of a house that looked beautiful with various plants. There are mango trees, rambutan, water guava and some flower plants. The cool air greeted the three young men who got down from the car. Azzam came out first from the steering door on Fariz's tail from the next door. Last time Faiq came down from the back door.

The view surrounds the area around the house. Everything felt foreign to him.

'' Come on Iq, we're in !" take Fariz with the bag in hand. Faiq awkwardly followed Fariz and Azzam.

" Assalamualaikum" said Azzam and Fariz simultaneously.

" Wa'alaikumussalam wr wb "said two people with different voices from inside the house.

" Alhamdulillah, have returned home "Greet father with a big smile. Followed by Mom behind Dad.

Starting from Fariz they kissed and kissed the backs of Mom and Dad's hands.

''Welcome son Faiq may stay at home Daddy said Father when Faiq salami. On the pat of Faiq's shoulder gently.

Faiq looked at the charismatic man's face that had such a reassuring smile.

'' Insyaallah will be at home Yah, Faiq also did not know what Faiq's life was like before. My dad smiled friendly.

'' Starting this heart, you father's son, Fariz take Faiq to room !" tell dad to his eldest son.

" Good Well, Yuk mas !" take Fariz and look at Faiq. Asking the man who was still wrapped in his head with the bandage to follow his steps entered the house simple but wide enough in it. There are 4 rooms available there. A spacious living room with a pair of seating in the corner of the room and a mat that is in the middle of the room.

" This is Faiq's mas room, right of mine. In front of this room Alfiani, now his son is in college. If that is ", said Fariz while pointing to a separate room with a larger size .

" That's the father's and mother's room, Faiq's now the oldest child here. Maybe everything feels foreign to Faiq. Let's just say we're all a family. Mas Faiq should be sure that everything will be fine. Allaah will not burden its creatures beyond the capacity we have. Mas will definitely recover, believing Alloh certainly provides healing for Faiq mas ", Fariz said at length, as he stepped into a medium-sized room with a bed size enough for one person. Faiq scrutinized the surroundings, the room was not too big but neat and clean. There's not much stuff in there. Only a bed with plain blue bed linen and two pillows lay there.

A medium-sized walnut as well as a pair of study tables and chairs. Although he did not remember his life before he lost his memory, but there was deep in the bottom of his heart a little uncomfortable with the state of the room. A feeling that even he doesn't understand. All too foreign. He was still looking around the room with his eyes on him. Fariz put the bag he was carrying on the table. The bag containing Faiq's change of clothes was bought by Fariz and Azzam.

'' Mas Faiq rest first, in this bag there is a shirt to change Faiq mas. Fariz, excuse me to go out first, said Fariz, who saw the discomfort of Faiq.

'' Riz !" call Faiq when Fariz is about to walk out the door. Make Fariz stop his steps. Looking at the pale-faced man who was now also staring at him.

'' Thank you, Riz, said Faiq with a sincere smile on the face that still looked lethargic. Fariz smiled broadly as he replied.

'' Same mas, happy break mas. Assalamualaikum ''

'' Wa'alaikumussalam said Faiq answered the greetings from Fariz who had now disappeared behind the door.

Faiq stepped closer to a window connected to the backyard. It was not the curtains that covered the glass windows. A beautiful view is seen from there. The backyard is not as large as the front yard, but is directly connected to the rice field area. Looks soothing to the eyes with a green expanse of rice plants. Faiq opened the window shutters, opened wide and felt the cool breeze of the wind sweeping across his face. Closing the eyes enjoys a peaceful sensation that sniffs to the recesses of the heart.

For a moment, Faiq fell silent enjoying the view in the backyard. The question of self was again present, and again the pain in the head made him hold his head. Slowly approaching the bed. Sit with your head in pain as you try to force yourself about memories in your past.

Finally Faiq chose to lay down on the bed . Close his eyes, rest everything that haunts his brain. Maybe he should enjoy everything that is happening now. Become a new person with good people who have helped him selflessly.