Is it My fault, If I Desire Heaven..??
Farewell service (Lat).
That day, Rose tried to finish all her affairs.
He gave up his halfway house for Azizah and her mother to live in.
He tipped his house of memories and tried to open a new sheet in the place he would go later.
"I entrust this house to my mother and Azizah" said Rawar to Ratih's mother, saying goodbye.
"You sure you want to go from this city.??" said Mrs Ratih did not have the heart to take the Rose away by inviting her two young children.
"God willing, this is the decision of the Rose" said the Rose rubbed her wet cheek, and without telling anyone where she was going.
"Roses..!!, often contact us yes" said Azizah hugging her best friend.
"Definitely Azizah", said Rose crying bitterly while looking around the house that means a lot to him.
"Take good self yes son" said Mrs Ratih gave the last suitcase Rose.
The rose slowly walked away from his house.
He took Fatimah and she carried Aqly with her.
It was as if he did not want to look back.
"Mother....!!, where are we going..??" said Fatimah while sobbing not wanting to leave the house where she grew up.
"Fatimah believe right mother.??" said Mawar trying to make Fatimah understand.
Fatimah just nodded and obeyed every order of the Roses.
"Mother..!!, which father...??", cried Aqly woke up in his arms.
"Honey, Aqly is the same mother" said Rose trying to hold back her tears.
They also boarded the car and immediately left the yard accompanied by the cries of the children of Rose foster children along with Azizah and Ratih ma'am.
May this indeed be the way of you, O Allah, murmured the Rose in his heart again can not stem his tears.
Fatimah instantly wiped away her parents' tears, and then stared out the car window.
I know mother, this time me and Aqly will lose the figure of the father again, muttered Fatimah in her heart looking at the streets that she will not pass again.
A few hours later.
The Rose car stopped somewhere.
A place where the people he loves are.
When the Rose came down from the car, it was as if the wind had told the mother and the husband that the Rose had come.
"Assalammualaikum", said Mawar stepped into the cemetery area while staring at the 3 tombs that he missed so much.
"Dad..!!", cried Fatimah staring at the Rose.
Aqly came down from the Rose and ran ahead of them.
Aqly already understood where the Rose's footsteps stopped if they came there.
Aqly has often been invited by Rose to make a pilgrimage to the tomb of his grandmother and father.
But he did not understand about the father and grandmother he meant.
Aqly and Fatimah help the Rose clean the three tombs before her.
With all her might, Rose tried not to cry in front of her child.
"We pray for both of your grandmothers and for Burhan's father" said Mawar, guiding Aqly and Fatimah to pray.
When the rose closed its eyes and prayed.
Aqly and Fatimah saw the three figures smiling and waving at him.
Aqly without knowing them without hesitation waved and smiled at them, she approached him and tried to take a flower from a hand from one of the figures.
Fatimah who saw him tried to get closer.
He cried without saying a word.
He tried to hold it but couldn't.
Then one of them slipped a rose in Fatimah's ear.
"Dad..!!", said Fatimah with continued to cry bitterly.
When the Rose finished praying and opened her eyes, the figure had disappeared.
The rose that saw Fatimah crying tried to approach her.
"Fatimah why son.??" cried the restless Rose.
Suddenly Aqly walked closer to the mother.
"This is a flower for the mother" said Aqly to kiss the cheek of the Rose, as if it makes the heart of the Rose so peaceful for her.
"Fatimah kangen father mother" said Fatimah embrace the Rose with continued to cry bitter.
Roses that try to toughen up are fragile.
Her tears can no longer be shed.
He hugged and kissed his two children.
"We will be strong the same baby" said Rose continues to kiss her two children.
A few moments later.
Roses bring children to continue their journey.
They re-entered the car and drove away from the place.
Pray for us buk.!!, mami.!!, mas Burhan.!!, murmured the Rose in the heart without being able to look back.
2 Hours later.
Their car stopped at a different place.
The atmosphere was crowded and saw doctors and nurses pacing around the place.
"We where is mother.??" cried Fatimah woke up from her sleep.
"Later you also know dear, yuk down", said Rose carrying Aqly and holding Fatimah entered the building in front of her.
"Who's looking.??", asked a nurse in the nurse's ward.
"I'm looking for Rahel Yahya's mother, is it true that she was treated here.??" said Roses explained the purpose of her arrival.
"Buk Rahel..???, but this mother...??" asked the Sister astonished that no family had ever visited Rachel in her care room in the hospital where she is now.
"I am his brother" said the short Rose.
"Good book, but mother can only meet him outside the room, because given the disease that ma'am Rachel suffered, and it would be better if the child of the mother's child was left alone, just put it away, because there are many patients wandering around here" the nurse warned Rose.
"No need to sus, I will keep my child inside" said Rose following the steps the nurse took her.
Inside the building, there are many psychiatric patients with various levels of severity.
There were shouting screams in his room, there were also dancing nari following the steps of the Rose, and there were also those who just stared blankly at the passing person.
They never try to think that God has never given the trials of life beyond the capabilities of his people.
It's just the world they see and think about.
The rose only sighed and continued to hold tightly onto Fatimah's hand.
"This room is open, I'm sorry", said the Sister leaving the Rose who was staring at the pity of the woman in front of her.
He tried to be strong for Fatimah.
"Fatimah does not know the mother.???", exclaimed Rose trying to introduce the figure of the woman in front of him.
Fatimah just shook her head.
Because he never knew the woman in front of him who turned out to be Rachel his real mother.
"Fatimah remember no, what did you teach the same Fatimah about our attitude to older people.??", asked the Rose fishing Fatimah memory.
"Remember dong mother, Fatimah must respect all those older than us will be mother ..!!", cried Fatimah.
"Well..!!, now that Fatimah saw the mother in the room, she was alone and had no one, would Fatimah wave and smile at her..??", rose tried to bring Fatimah closer to Rachel without opening the truth.
Fatimah just nodded and tried to knock on the glass door in front of her to get the attention of Rachel.
It turned out that Fatimah's efforts were successful, the knocking of her hand made Rachel walk up to them.
At first Rachel was indifferent and acting disrespectful.
But suddenly his gaze stopped before the Rose.
It was as if his consciousness had returned a little.
It is like spontaneously recognizing a rose.
Her tears washed down both of her cheeks.
Rachel lowered her gaze and sat down before Fatimah.
Rachel's cry broke out as she stared at the smiling little face before her.
Rachel felt the glass door in front of her as if she imagined she could wipe Fatimah's face.
"My son.!!", cried Rachel but could not be heard by Fatimah, because the glass in front of her was strong and impervious to sound.
Fatimah smiled and tried to invite Rachel to play with the doll she had brought from home.
Rachel watched carefully and smiled happily at Fatimah's cuteness.
"I'm sorry, the time of her visit is up" said the nurse invites Roses to get out of the place.
"Honey.!!, let us go home" said the soft Rose to Fatimah.
"Mother, may not this doll for the mother...?", cried Fatimah holding her favorite doll.
"Of course" said the happy Rose, because the Rose felt their bond still remains as a mother and child.
Fatimah placed her doll in front of Rachel while waving and smiling at her.
Made Rachel so happy.
It was as if the wave of separation was treating every sorrow he felt.
Rachel broke through the glass door in front of her, until a nun approached her.
He saw Rachel very excitedly pointing at the doll outside the glass door.
Finally the sister took it and gave it to Rachel.
Since then Rachel has continued to embrace the doll as her daily companion, and whether conscious or not, she calls the doll by the name of Fatimah.
On his way out of the mental hospital building, Roses and Fatimah cross paths with a woman who continues to act like a rich man and dance along the hallway.
He looked at Fatimah and smiled at her and waved at her, then he passed and left while talking.
Without Fatimah knowing, it was Dara's own grandmother's mother.
A few hours later.
They were seen in the airport seat.
Holds 3 tickets for their departure abroad.
"Mother...!!, what is America like..??" exclaimed Fatimah reading the inscription on her plane ticket.
"That's our new home dear" said the Rose stroking Fatimah's hair.
"Is it far..??" cried Fatimah curious.
"Let's count the hours the same yes" said Mawar trying to joke with Fatimah.
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After a long time in the air, they had landed safely at an American airport.
Fatimah was very enthusiastic to see the sight she had just seen for the first time.
From a distance, a woman approached them.
"Hallo dear.!!", exclaimed Susan immediately embraced Fatimah.
Fatimah who did not remember him immediately turned fearful.
"Mother..!!, mother..!!, please..!!", exclaimed Fatimah pulling the Rose's hand.
Make Susan and Rose laugh.
"Don't be afraid baby, she's a friend of the mother's, introduce this aunt Susan" said Rose introduced Susan to Fatimah.
"Yeah.!!, and from now on your aunt will jailin.!!", exclaimed Susan cradled Fatimah and joked all the way with her as she exited the airport.
Roses followed them and felt a tuk the first time he could breathe a sigh of relief.
"Bismillah.!!", said the Rose walked and joined Fatimah and Susan who were joking along their steps.
...End's.......
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