Last Tasbih

Traumatizing

Fatihah was traumatized because of that. He was still crying in fear, foreshadowing the events earlier in memory. Now began to hit the inner pressure, haunted by Berto's lust-crazed face.

"Fatihah, let me take you to mes." take Love.

"From tomorrow I don't work anymore, if I have to be his subordinate. I'm gonna stop, I'm scared." Fatihah crying.

"Now, you better stay at my house." hail Cinta.

"You're right, but Bilqis is alone." Fatihah contacted Bilqis, but was not appointed.

"Yes, let's go to mes." ask Stifen.

"Yes dear." replied Love.

Not long after, they reached the city. The lights are still off, it seems that no one is. Love saw Bilqis stumbling along the street, with his hands covered in blood.

"What's going on?" ask Love.

"I was held captive by Om Robert, then hit the glass of the room to escape." replied Bilqis trembling.

"Excession! If you want to report him to the police station, I'm welcome." Stifen said.

"No sir, no matter how great your Papa is." replied Bilqis, still as respectful as his subordinates.

"Even though he is my Papa, yet still does not defend him if he is guilty. Moreover, being bullied is the right of others." Stifen speaks honestly.

Bilqis and Fatihah deliberately tidied things up, to move to the house of Love. They do not want to stay in Mes, because they have stopped working.

"Bilqis, we who live in the end of this age are creepy. Therefore, the heart must not be arrogant with merit." said Fatihah.

"I am never so deep in heart, for I do not think the reward is a guarantee of heaven. It could be sin that erodes it, because that makes entering heaven for the pleasure of Allah Swt." explained Bilqis.

"It is true of Bilqis, but Allah has chosen the truth." Fatihah wiping wet plates.

"If you have a serious problem in life, it feels like God is the most comfortable backup." Fatihah remembered the hard times.

"Yes, number one confided in him. If no solution has been found, then I confide in humans." explained Bilqis.

The next day, the first morning at the mansion. Moreover, this is the house of the closest friend. Fatihah and Bilqis were comfortable, sleeping well last night.

"You're still badly unscathed?" ask Fatihah.

"I've been quite quiet." replied Bilqis.

"Honestly, I'm traumatized by what happened yesterday. I don't want to see Om Berto anymore." said Fatihah.

"I'll block your eyes when I get another chance to see you." Bilqis smiled at him.

Fatihah sat pensively, while Bilqis cooked in the kitchen. Fatihah's hand was not hurt, but her mind was very depressed. Yesterday's events had not passed from his mind, until his heart was afraid.

"Fatihah, you better forget it. At least you can help. If kept in mind, the mind becomes unsettled." said Bilqis.

"I will try." he replied.

Robert and Berto deliberately became stoves, on the neighbors of the complex. "Eh, the woman staying at the house is Mr. Stifen's affair."

"So early in the morning when I was watering flowers, I did see two women" replied the ponytail mothers.

"Well, no more wrong. They must be doing things, you must watch." said Berto.

"Do you need to get rid of it, before something unwanted happens." Robert said.

"Alright, we will propose with the village chief" he replied.