Last Tasbih

The Pain that Recur

Asha forcibly throws out the hand of Love. He immediately ran, leaving behind a frightened Love.

"Just relax, I'm here" Robert said.

"I want to go home now sir." replied Love.

"It's not that easy. Your mother has already received money from me." said Robert.

"I still want to go home." Love comes from sitting.

Robert immediately moved, and approached Love. The girl remained focused, directing her gaze to the floor.

"You think I'm a piece of trash that shouldn't be looked at. You fucking girl, don't know yourself." Robert hijab Love.

"Sir, please let me go." Love grimaced in pain, because her hair was drawn.

"I won't let go of you, I don't need to listen to your words" Robert said.

Robert was about to kiss Love, but suddenly his phone rang. Turns out it was Stifen's phone, which was his only child. Robert let go of his arms, then turned to stare at the cell phone.

"Hello Stifen!"

"Assalamualaikum, Papa's still busy huh?" ask Stifen.

"Yes, Papa's still out of town. There are so many tasks." Robert replied lying.

"Papa quickly go home yes, Mama misses Papa." said Stifen.

"Yes, you calm down. If Papa's job is done, Papa will definitely go home." Robert smiled at Love.

Love ran away, leaving Robert. Love took a chance, because she was receiving a phone call. Robert said goodbye, then turned off his phone.

"Love, where are you going?" Robert shouted, as he continued to run.

"Don't get caught, I gotta go." Monologue Love.

Love is not direction, where to go. Suddenly Robert appeared from behind the hallway. Now he is in front of Love, already like a beast who wants to pounce on its prey.

”Why my pain relapses, help me yes Allah.” Inner Love.

Love felt his breath suddenly tight, but forced himself to turn around the body. Love ran back, to the road she was on.

Suddenly there was a hand, which pulled itself to hide. Love shuts its mouth, so as not to make a sound. Robert looked for Love everywhere, but found it not.

"Review you Love, I'll make you suffer." Robert's monologue.

Love looks back, it turns out that Fatihah who smothered her mouth. Next to him was Bilqis too, who was sitting crouching.

"Love, you're okay, right?" ask Fatihah.

"I'm okay." replied Love.

Love embraces Fatihah, as does Bilqis who embraces Love. There was a weeping, of their friendship.

"Love, I love you." Fatihah stroked his head.

"I love you guys." Love cries, then no longer speaks.

"Love, you're okay, right?" Bilqis looks worried.

"Love seemed to faint, definitely because she forced a run. His lung pain recurred again" said Fatihah.

"Yes Fatihah, let's get on the body" replied Bilqis.

They immediately took Love away, to rest in the house of Bilqis. Calling a doctor to treat Love.

"Fatihah, how can Love be free from the shackles of stepmothers?" ask Bilqis.

"How, if we take Love to work." replied Fatihah.

"Where?" ask Bilqis confused.

"In the palm oil mill, it belonged to a man yesterday" replied Fatihah.

Bilqis seemed to think, fondling the words of Fatihah. After that, they approached the doctor who examined the state of Love.

"How is Love?" ask Fatihah.

"He just relapsed his shortness of breath. You guys take it easy, I've given him medicine." replied the doctor.

The doctor said goodbye, after Bilqis paid for her medical expenses.