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

Go home to grandpa's.

"Gak!, I do not agree!", exclaimed Rose when she heard the plan to move Fatimah from her house.

"But this is for the good of all the Roses!", said Dr. Malik.

"What good is mas?, here all also know that Aqly is outrageous!, why must Fatimah be in the law!", cried the Rose while coughing.

"Pacify yourself Rose" said Malik doctor, holding the Rose back to his bed.

While Fatimah was still standing silently in front of the door of Rose's room waiting for the best decision from her parents for her.

"Let her not be my biological child, but I love her so much!, why should I tolerate every outrageous Aqly mistake, she's my own biological child!, and I love her !, but why is his behavior like that!", exclaimed Rose while crying expressing his disappointment to the son.

"Aqly was young, her thinking was still labib, in contrast to Fatimah, Fatimah already understood what was right and wrong, and believe me, even though we are not always beside her, he will be able to overcome all the problems in his life" exclaimed doctor Malik trying to calm the rose.

At once the Rose looked at Fatimah who continued to bow at the door while continuing to hold her suitcase tightly.

"He was so obedient, even all he did for the good of our family" said the Rose made Fatimah try to hold back her tears by squeezing the handle of her suitcase very strongly.

"Talk to him, maybe it can make you think clearly" said doctor Malik left the child and mother to talk to each other from heart to heart.

"Honey, come here!", cried the Rose made Fatimah slowly approached the mother and sat beside her.

"Look at your mother's eyes!", said Rose stroked the child's hijab and tried to lift her chin.

The soft and sad look of the mother made Fatimah no longer able to stem her crying.

Fatimah spontaneously hugged the mother tightly and cried so she was there.

The rose hugged the child tightly while trying to toughen up with all of her.

"You dear child, you know you are willing to move from here because of your affection for this family, you will try to support all your decisions" said Rose kissed Fatimah's forehead.

While Fatimah continued to cry venting the pain in her heart in the arms of the mother.

Only the prayer mat and the embrace of the mother was the most comfortable place for Fatimah to complain and cry.

"I will visit often" said Fatimah sobbed sedu.

Making Rose smile while crying looking at the princess.

There are flashbacks of memory when Fatimah was a child in her view.

Fatimah is always adorable, full of smiles but this time must feel the test of her own life.

What's more, his problems were not due to others, but his own sister.

Looking at the present Fatimah, he also remembers his past while struggling to maintain his faith and religion.

And he also had to fight with his own biological mother.

The rose wiped away her tears and tried to smile before Fatimah.

"Remember, dear, wherever you are, there is God there, even if no eye sees your horn, but God sees it, make it Fatimah's guide wherever Fatimah is, if Fatimah istiqomah, mother will be relieved and calm to let you go wherever the distance separates us", mawar said trying to advise the princess, as if his hunch said it would take him a long time to meet the princess again.

"God willing mother", said Fatimah again hugged the mother before she really stepped away from the house.

Malik's tears could not be contained when he heard all the conversations of the two women from outside.

So beautiful is your scenario for them, O God, as beautiful as what heaven do you build for them?, I am so envious of them, I am so, murmured doctor Malik in his heart while rubbing tears on his cheeks and on his glasses.

"Let's Fatimah" exclaimed Malik's doctor, making Fatimah rush away from the house without daring to look back.

That day he really left the mother, the person he first knew and he looked at when he was a child.

The first place of affection she ever got before her.

Protect my mother, O Allah, Fatimah murmured in her heart.

He cried so when Fatimah had really gone from his side.

 

"Dad, may we stop somewhere for a moment" cried Fatimah.

"Wherever it is dear" said Dr. Malik.

"I want to meet Rachel's mother", cried Fatimah made Malik's doctor smile and rubbed Fatimah's hijab.

Not long ago.

They had reached the rehabilitation site where Rachel was.

"Wait for Dad!", cried Fatimah stopped the footsteps of the father when he wanted to get out of the car.

"Please don't tell mom about all this" Pinta Fatimah.

"But !", said Dr. Malik.

"I beg you", cried Fatimah.

"Alright", said doctor Malik can only follow all the wishes of Fatimah.

 

When she saw the arrival of Fatimah, Rachel was very happy.

"Fatimah!", cried Rachel trying to grab the child's hand.

Fatimah kept trying to hide her sadness.

Seeing Fatimah coming with Malik's doctor, Rachel tried to subdue her gaze.

He felt ashamed of the man he had once erased his life and who he did not see again his dozen years old.

"How's Rachel doing?", said doctor Malik.

"Well, thank you you for asking me about the destructive news of your life" said Rachel again staring at Fatimah.

"That's just the past, so we should forget it", said doctor Malik made Rachel look at him with a smile.

"Tumben you came today baby?, Sunday is only 3 days away", exclaimed Rahel rubbed the child's hijab.

"Fatimah misses the mother" said Fatimah trying to smile in front of the mother.

As long as there.

Fatimah tried as long as possible to accompany her mother before she really left the city.

He wanted his mother to be satisfied talking with him that day.

"Mom, maybe next week Fatimah can't come here" said Fatimah to make Rachel's smile fade.

"Fatimah is angry with mother?", said Rachel restlessly.

"No ma'am, no, Fatimah moved to college outside the city, so Fatimah could not visit often anymore, mother gpp right?", cried Fatimah forced to lie.

"Okay baby, I pray you're okay wherever you are" said Rahel to release the child's hand.

"Fatimah pamit ma'am, assalammualaikum", cried Fatimah trying to wipe her tears so as not to be seen by the mother.

"Walaikumsalam" said Rahel as he looked at the child and disappeared from his sight.