Love Istiqomah

Part 21's. Guilty

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After spending a long time at Fahril's funeral, Azlan and Uzmah return to the Uzmah family home. Both of Azlan's eyes still look swollen due to too many tears as well as Uzmah. They went home with their faces covered in grief.

"Assalaamu 'alaikum." Uzmah said hello. Followed by Azlan who spoke softly.

"Wa 'alaikumus salaam, Yandah?" Zaura just came out of the house. He was a little surprised to see Azlan at his Grandpa and Grandma's house.

"Zaura, here son, Yandah misses you." Azlan immediately crouched down, spread out his hands, hoping that Zaura would embrace him.

At first Zaura hesitated. But finally he ran to Azlan and scattered in his arms. It is undeniable that Zaura also misses her Yandahah.

"Zaura is also kangen with Yandah." Zaura said no less happy when she could release her longing to the Yandah. 

"Mom's already da-tang." Filzah's words stopped. She was surprised to see Zaura hugging a man who was none other than her husband, Azlan.

"Mas." Call Filzah lirih.

Now Azlan's gaze turned towards Filzah. He moved from his seat after his embrace with Zaura was finished. Slowly Azlan stepped up. Approaching Filzah, the woman he had been wasting.

Unexpectedly, Azlan slowly grabbed Filzah's hand. Grip it tightly. Filzah. She was a little surprised because she did not expect that her husband was holding her hand gently. Even their pair of eyes were now staring at each other.

"Filzah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Azlan said with a serious face. Even in the next second sobs began to sound. And he wept on the back of Philzah's hand.

Filzah jerks. He was confused by Azlan's current attitude. Azlan cried while apologizing to him. Filzah did not understand.

"Filzah forgive me yes." Azlan still begged Filzah to forgive him.

"Mas, what is it?, why did Mas apologize?, Mas is not wrong." Filzah confusion. He did not understand Azlan's request to him.

"Filzah, I'm sorry, as long as we're married, I can't be a good husband yet, I can't be like Aril, your first husband."

"April?." Ask Filzah for confusion.

"I mean Fahril." Azlan corrected the name Fahril.

"Sorry Mas, if I may know, Mas know where his father's name Zaura is?, as I recall I have never told Mas Zaura's father's name."

Filzah feels really weird. As he remembered he had never introduced or told the name of his father Zaura, his first husband to Azlan, but Azlan knew it without being told by him.

"Fahril was an old friend of mine, and he was also my brother. I didn't know my old best friend was dead, and now I can only meet his tombstone." Azlan is still devastated by the passing of Fahril who was unbeknownst to him.

"Maa is Allah, so Mas Fahril is Mas Azlan's best friend?." There is a sense of pleasure when Filzah finds out that her husband, Azlan, is a friend of her first husband, Fahril.

Azlan nodded. It tightened Filzah's hands. "Filzah, please forgive me. I promise I will be a good husband to you. I'll be a good father to Zaura. Maybe God did predestine me to be Fahril's replacement in your life. But I realized it too late. But I'm gonna fix it. Filzah please forgive me." There was no ceasing for Azlan to ask that Philzah accept his request. He really wanted to be a good husband and father, as a substitute for Fahril in the life of Filzah and Zaura.

Gradually Filzah gently stroked the back of Azlan's hand that was holding his hand. "Mas, I have nothing wrong, I don't need to apologize. For me Mas is a good husband, and for Zaura Mas is a good father, isn't Zaura Darling?"

Zaura nodded. Agreeing with what the mother said. Filzah and Zaura's sincere smile calmed Azlan's heart, who was not calm because he felt guilty and sinful.

Azlan can smile. He was a little relieved because his wife and daughter did not mind his attitude so far that was not good. Azlan promised to correct his mistake. To be honest before he knew that Filzah was the wife of his friend, Azlan had intended to improve his attitude even more Filzah was a good wife and served him so well, azlan should be a good husband.

"Thank you Filzah, thank you dear."

Filzah. "Yes, it's."

Finally Azlan without hesitation grabbed onto Filzah's body. Hugging him with sobs haru. Gradually Filzah returned a hug from her husband even though she was initially still nervous and did not dare to hug her own husband.

"Thank God, thank God, finally Mas Azlan can accept the servant to be his wife. Let us be a family that loves each other. Hopefully this will be a good start in the future. Aamiin's." Say Filzah in a heart that is not grateful.

Uzmah who saw the beautiful scene before her reflected a grateful smile. He was happy to see Filzah and Azlan in a happy mood.

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"Father, it's me sir, Azlan, Fahril's best friend."

Azlan introduced himself to Jasir after he sat down beside Jasir who since the accident could only lie on his bed.

Jasir started to remember about Azlan. Next he cried. Azlan was also carried away.

"God, Son Azlan, I didn't think we'd see each other again, but Nak Azlan already knew?, if Fahril, Fahril is dead." Jasir wiped his tears. He remembered his only son who was dead. 

Slowly Azlan nodded. "Yes sir, I already know that Fahril is dead, just me and Mom made a pilgrimage to his grave. I didn't expect Fahril to be dead so soon." Azlan tried to toughen up even though his heart was sprawled.

"We pray for Fahril, that he may be received by Allah's side, and become a resident of Allah's paradise." Jasir prayed for his son.

"Aamiin's." Saying everything guarantees a prayer from Jasir.

"Father, qodarullah, it turns out Azlan is Zaura's new father, her husband Filzah. And Azlan came here to catch up with Filzah and Zaura." Uzmah describes Azlan's current identity as none other than her husband Filzah and her new father Zaura.

"Maa shaa Allah, the world is so narrow it feels, you did not expect that Azlan was the successor of Fahril in the life of Filzah and Zaura. I'm sure this is all God has planned."

Filzah and Azlan looked at each other. They also agreed upon the words of Jasir and Uzmah about the scenario of their lives which God had arranged in such a way. Want to like or mourn they will still thank him.

"What kind of pain did you have, sir?, did you check with the doctor?" Azlan only realized that Jasir was being hit by pain so that he could only lie on a mattress.

"Father's legs were paralyzed, one year ago Mr. accident while riding." Jasir answered Azlan's question in as much detail as possible.

"Astaghfirullah sir, but your feet can still be healed sir?, this is not a permanent cripple right sir?" Azlan hoped that Jasir's legs could be healed and not permanently paralyzed.

Jasir smiled calmly. "Alhamdulillah said the Father's Foot Doctor can still be cured by therapy, but..."

"But what sir?." Azlan asked curiously.

"But we don't have the cost Mas, and the doctor said the cost of therapy is expensive." Filzah sent Jasir to answer Azlan's questions.

Now it was Azlan's turn to smile. Featuring a charismatic face that multiplies many times when developing his sweetest smile.

"Father and Mother don't have to think about the cost anymore yes, in Shea Allah I will pay the therapy fee."

"But Mas-"

"Nothing Filzah, it is my obligation to help Father and Mother, besides I have considered Father and Mother are both my parents as well, because Father and Mother are both of his parents Fahril, my own best friend."

Filzah can breathe a sigh of relief at the same time happy because Azlan, her husband wants to help ease his burden to finance the therapy of Jasir, his father-in-law who is none other than the Father of Azlan's own friend, namely Fahril.

"Thank God, thank you son Alan, thank you because Nak Alan has been willing to help fund Mr.'s therapy." Uzmah expressed his infinite gratitude to Azlan.

"Yes Nak Azlan, thank you very much Nak Azlan. Azlan's son is a good man. Azlan's son is our guardian angel." Jasir continued to express his gratitude.

"Yes Mother, Father, equally, it is my duty to help Mother and Father. Then tomorrow we go to the hospital to start therapy Mr."

"Alhamdulillah finally soon Grandpa can walk again. Jazakallah khoiron Yandah, Zaura saayang with Yandah." Zaura thanked Azlan even as she hugged Azlan, her land.

"Yandah is also the same Zaura." Azlan replied to Zaura's affection and even imitated Zaura's affection.

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The clock shows at 22:00 p.m. It is time for all the people on earth to rest their bodies. The same is the case with the Jasir family who began to enter their respective rooms. Uzmah was already in her room, following her husband, Jasir who had already rested.

Azlan's little family had also just entered their room. Because in the simple house of Jasir and Uzmah there are only two rooms so that Zaura will sleep with Filzah and Azlan.

"Sorry yes, the room is not as big as Mas's room in Jakarta, and because there are only two rooms in this house so Zaura sleeps with us, Mas don't mind right?"

Azlan smiled. He did not mind the room he would be in tonight to rest.

"Filzah, it's okay, want a small room or a big one that matters to sleep with you, and the same Zaura as well."

Filzah can breathe with relief. Her husband has really changed. Not like before.

"Mother, Yandah, Zaura is sleepy, let's go to sleep." Zaura rambled because the drowsiness had already attacked her even many times she yawned.

Reflexes, Filzah and Azlan chuckle at Zaura's sleepiness and yawning many times, while they chat instead of directly climbing on the bed for a quick break.

"I'm sorry, honey, Yandah Mommy doesn't know that Zaura is sleepy, let's go to sleep." Azlan immediately invited Zaura and Filzah to climb on the bed.

They lay in bed with Zaura sleeping in the middle of Azlan and Filzah. Not to forget Zaura prayed before going to bed and has become accustomed to it.

"Yandah, Mother hugged Zaura dong, so that Zaura sleep soundly."

Unexpectedly Zaura grabbed the hands of Filzah and Azlan to hug her body. Filzah and Azlan followed Zaura's request. Finally they fell asleep hugging Zaura, their beloved daughter.

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