Is it My fault, If I Desire Heaven..??

The missing cheer.

Since Fatimah's return from Rachel's rehab.

Fatimah became a little talkative girl and not serial first.

He spends more time in the campus library where he is now looking for knowledge.

"Gapain college also sister, nyusahin mother aja!, mending sister looking for money for bales budi to mother because already picked up sister from the road !", ketus Aqly increasingly lost his decency to Fatimah after he knew the real identity of Fatimah.

Fatimah just kept silent not responding to the insults from her sister.

He immediately parked his car and immediately walked into the house.

"Hey sister!, I talked to you!", complained Aqly out of the car while kicking the flower pot that was beside her.

But Fatimah remained indifferent to the call of Aqly, until the mother suddenly stood before her, making Fatimah's steps stopped instantly.

"Assalammualaikum", said Rose reminded.

"Walaikumsalam mother", timpal Fatimah kissed the back of the mother's hand.

"You why?", asked the mother who was surprised by the two faces of her child who seemed unhappy.

"Gpp kok mother, I went to the room first", cried Fatimah as she rushed into the house.

"But dear!", exclaimed Rose trying to stop Fatimah's steps, he hoped that he and Fatimah could chat with satisfaction as before.

Along with that, Aqly walked up to the mother, with a look of annoyed face he kissed the back of the mother's hand.

"I went to the room first mother", said Aqly walking with ogah ogah an.

"Wait for dear!", said Roses trying to stop his son's footsteps.

"What else is mother?, I'm tired!", ketus Aqly.

"Mother wants to ask, your sister has a problem what?, how the end of this she looks moody" asked Rose to make Aqly more upset.

"Again brother!, again sister!, what in your mind is only sister!", jolted Aqly.

"Astagfirullah Aqly!, the mother just asked, you are the one every day with your brother", complained the Rose.

"I'm not your baby sister!, and stop asking me about her!, I don't like it!, and I think you are, mother, the brother is an adult and does not need to go to college, let him independently find money!", cried Aqly made tears of Roses dripping.

As a mother, now her heart is hurt by Aqly's increasingly alarming attitude.

"Listen to Aqly!, mother never differentiated you with your sister, and as long as you know, mother never funded your sister's school since she knew school!, and you know her !, he studied until college was thanks to the achievements and scholarships of your own brother!", exclaimed Rose explained a thing that he never expected would come out of his mouth.

"Keep the mother defending her!", jolted Aqly.

"Why do you keep calling your sister by the name of her Aqly!", exclaimed the Rose wiping away her tears.

"Whatever!", cried Aqly rushed into the house and violently pounded the door of his room.

"Astagfirullah!, why did our son become like that mas", cried Rose while crying bitterly.

While from a distance, Fatimah apparently watched all of it from behind the curtains of her room window.

The incident made the heart of Fatimah become crumpled.

"Astagfirullah!, astagfirullah!", said Fatimah as she held back the tears she could no longer bear.

He hit his chest tight, as if he had trouble breathing oxygen at that time.

"What is my fault, O God?, why should I be a burden to mother?", cried Fatimah while crying in her room.

He kept crying all the time while curled up on his bed.

In these few days he only woke up when the azan reverberated.

Even the call of the Rose and her grandfather he ignored.

"Are we just breaking down well!, I am worried about her, it has been two days that she did not come out of the room", exclaimed the restless Rose.

"We wait a little while longer, Fatimah is a strong child, perhaps fasting is her choice in coming to terms with her self and her problems", said Mr. Sam still staring at the door of Fatimah's room which is still locked from the inside.

While in the room.

Fatimah just sat on top of her prayer mat.

He continued to offer sholawat to comfort his heart at that time.

Thirsty and hungry he did not feel when he was fervently praying in front of the creator.

That afternoon, after performing the Ashar prayer.

Fatimah was standing in front of her dressing table, she was clinging to her self which she thought was useless.

"I just want to be a girl heaven expert like mother, but maybe I have not been able to follow in her footsteps, a small ordeal like this I have fallen" complained Fatimah wiping her tears.

Suddenly the window of his room opened and a strong wind entered the room.

Making her room window curtain fluttered in the wind until repeatedly hit her face.

Fatimah's hand immediately moved quickly catching the curtain.

For a long time Fatimah was silent while holding a curtain that covered part of her face.

He looked at himself more and more in the mirror.

"God is always with his servant" said Fatimah, removing the window curtain from her handle and walking towards the door of the room.

When he opened the door, the Rose saw, the doctor Malik and his grandfather were ready to break down the door.

"My daughter!", exclaimed the Rose immediately hugged Fatimah who returned unable to stem her tears.

"We are very worried, dear", exclaimed the grandfather.

"If you're not ready because of our marriage problems, you'll step down until you're ready" Malik said.

Hearing the words of Doctor Malik, Aqly smiled from a distance.

"It's also a good thing that she locked herself away" said Aqly was pleased with her mother's null and void wedding plans.

"No mother, I do not mind your marriage, Fatimah just needs time alone and intends to fast to calm down Fatimah" said Fatimah made Aqly smile turned into a look of annoyance.

"Thank God dear, grandfather loved to hear it" said the grandfather sighing in relief.

"Basic useless!", said Aqly walking out of the house.

"Mother, dear mother is the same Fatimah?", asked Fatimah to make the Rose look at the father.

"Definitely dear!, dear mother with the children of the mother", exclaimed Rose trying to wipe the tears Fatimah.

"Whatever Fatimah's decision, will you support?", asked Fatimah again.

"Definitely dear!, you sure, you are a woman of Sholehah, your decision must be the best" cried Rose.

"True son, grandfather also believes in whatever you want to do" said the grandfather made doctors Malik could not bear to look at him.

Does he know anything about his past?, murmured doctor Malik inwardly.