Love Istiqomah

Part 9's. Loving

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Weekend holidays are not spent free by Azlan. He intends to go to the store to help Hilyah take care of his shop as well as he wants to meet the little girl who has managed to make his heart moved to help him, who else if not, Zaura. With his life's fate in common with Zaura, Azlan felt his heart knocked when he saw Zaura who needed a father figure in his life, just like he was a child until now. 

While in the store it is quite crowded with customers who begin to fill empty seats. On this holiday many also choose to have breakfast in the store with fried rice menu topping seafood which becomes the mainstay menu at breakfast.

Zaura was so excited to start her bright morning with incredible spirit. At this time Zaura was wiping the table but accidentally Zaura turned to the table occupied by customers who were busy eating her orders. The customer is a father and son. Zaura who saw him instantly fell silent. From the look of his eyes it was clear that he was envious to see a girl of his age being bribed by his father.

"It's a good thing he could be fed to his father, while I, I don't have a father, my father's dead." Zaura spoke in her heart.

"Dad, I miss Dad, I want to see Dad." Instantly, Zaura's sobs broke. He could no longer hold back his tears that were dripping down his face.

Filzah was surprised to see the princess crying. Filzah immediately approached Zaura after serving her customers.

"Zorah."

"Zaura why darling?" Filzah panicked to see that his heart was already in tears.

Zaura turned to look at Filzah. "Mother, Zaura misses Dad." Say it with a hiccup.

Filzah. Tight chest. He immediately took his daughter into his arms. Filzah was not willing to speak. He could only stroke the princess' head to calm her down.

Zaura still continued to stare at the beautiful and heartbreaking scenery before her. Filzah noticed it and slowly stared at the pair of father and son who were right in front of him.

"If Zaura misses the same... Father, Zaura prayed to Allah, pray for Father to be at peace with God, and that Zaura may meet him later." Filzah's voice sounded trembling. He endured his sobs so as not to be heard by Zaura.

Zaura nodded. He can only pray for the father to treat his longing that is now enveloping him.

"Yes Mother, Zaura will always pray for Dad, Zaura wants to meet Dad in heaven."

"Aamiin's." Filzah vented his grief with tears. He cried while struggling to hold his sobs so as not to be heard in Zaura's ears.

"God strengthen me, strengthen my daughter Zaura, I cannot bear to see my daughter crying like this, strengthen us in living life above your destiny, O Allah. Aamiin Allahumma aamiin." Filzah prayed in his heart to be given strength in the face of a very bitter life for himself and his daughter. 

While Azlan's car just arrived at the shop yard. Azlan got out of his car and immediately stepped into his family's tavern.

Suddenly Azlan's steps came to a halt right in the doorway. His gaze was fixed on the mother and child who were hugging with tears. Azlan's heart was heartbroken at the sight before him. Both of his eyes began to glaze over. He could not see the little girl crying.

"Zorah."

"Zaura why are you crying like that?, what happened." In silence Azlan found out the cause of Zaura's tears fell just like that.

Azlan turned his gaze towards Zaura's eyes which were fixed towards the pair of father and son who were busy eating together.

"So that's the cause, it's worth Zaura to cry like that." Azlan finally found the cause of Zaura crying until sobbing.

Five minutes later, Filzah and Zaura had calmed down. Their cries have died down. Zaura had also wiped away her tears.

"Now Zaura has calmed down, right?"

Zaura nodded her head. Filzah was able to breathe a sigh of relief because the princess was no longer crying. 

"Then Mommy returned to work first, baby, Zaura played in the park first so that Zaura was not sad anymore." Filzah advised the princess to play in the park for fear that Zaura would again grieve if she stayed in the tavern, let alone the pair of father and son were still in front of them.

Azlan came out of the tavern and went into hiding as Zaura stepped out of the tavern and headed for the park.

Azlan immediately followed Zaura from behind. He saw Zaura sitting in the garden. Without lingering again Azlan went straight to Zaura and sat down beside her.

"Zorah." Azlan called out to Zaura gently.

Zaura. He was a little surprised to see Azlan already sitting next to him while calling his name.

"Om good."

"Zaura what are you doing here?" Tanya Azlan started the chat.

"Zaura is just sitting, Om, what is Good Om doing here?" Zaura asked Azlan.

Azlan jerked. He hurriedly looked for answers to Zaura's questions. Do not let Zaura find out that she deliberately went to the park to accompany Zaura.

"Om, Om is just going to the park, because the air is still cool."

"Oh." Slowly Zaura lowered her face. His gaze was fixed towards a pair of pink sandals clad in his pair of legs.

"Zaura why?, how does it seem to be sad?" Azlan asked pretended not to know what had happened to Zaura. It seemed Azlan could not bear to hug Zaura but he had to undo his intention first so that Zaura did not return to crying like that.

Slowly Zaura raised her face. He turned to look at Azlan. The glare of his teary eyes made Azlan choked and unable to wrinkle. His heart seemed to be sliced to see that pair of beautiful eyes glazed over.

"Zaura misses Dad." Zaura stammered. The tears finally flowed. Sobs began to break Azlan's peace of heart.

Azlan immediately carried Zaura into his arms. Calm down Zaura who came back crying because she missed her father who had left the world before she was born into the world.

Azlan gently stroked Zaura's head wrapped in her mini hijab. Without tears Azlan fell. Her heart softened and carried with it the flow of sadness Zaura, a daughter who missed her father figure. Azlan knew very well how Zaura felt today because Azlan had felt it as a child and was still carried away until now.

"Zorah."

"Zaura don't cry anymore huh, now there's Om, just assume this Om is Zaura's father, Zaura will right?"

Zaura surprised. He lifted his chin to look at Azlan's charismatic face which still saw tears lingering.

"Om good seriously?, can Zaura consider Om Good as Zaura's father?" Zaura still did not believe Azlan's willing remark for Zaura to regard him as her father.

Azlan nodded with confidence. "Yes Zaura, Om seriously." Azlan convinced Zaura once again.

The look on Zaura's face instantly changed. Happiness was on his face. Even without a doubt Zaura immediately scattered into the arms of Azlan who he called the Om well.

"Jazakillah khoiron Om is good, Zaura is happy even though Om is good not Zaura's father but Om is well willing Zaura regards as Zaura's father, Zaura is happy, happy, happy."

"Yes Zaura, Om is also happy, from now on Zaura does not have to be sad anymore, there is already Om."

Zaura nodded with happiness. "Yes Om is good, Zaura will not be sad anymore, Zaura loves the same Om is good because Om is good already good with Zaura." With Azlan's kindness to him there was no doubt that Zaura loved him right away.

Azlan was happy. He can smile with relief to see the little girl who was crying as if now can smile freely full of happiness.

"Om also dear to Zaura, Zaura must be strong yes, Zaura must not be sad anymore, if Zaura is sad later Zaura's nose is long like a carrot."

Zaura chuckles. He laughed because of Azlan's hilarious joke. Azlan laughed and saw that Zaura had now forgotten her sadness and was able to smile and even laugh happily.

"Why did I see Zaura laughing so happily like this, and I did love her so much, this affection just popped up without me noticing, maybe this is because of Zaura's status which is the same as mine, which is an orphan who has lost her father's figure from childhood." Azlan said. And admitted that he really loved Zaura, a little girl who had been an orphan since childhood, just like him.

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Dinner was over ten minutes ago. Azlan sipped his warm tea with a panoramic view of the beauty of the dark sky but still glowing with the sparkle of moonlight and the cluster of stars.

"Eh search turned out to be here."

Azlan was surprised by Ergin's sudden arrival. Even Ergin just played sitting in the chair right next to Azlan.

"What's the Bang?" Azlan did not want to mince words anymore. He immediately asked the interests of the brother who said he was looking for him.

"Gue just wanted to ask, really not if you buy a new bicycle for the servant child at his shop Mama?"

Azlan nodded. "Yes right." Azlan replied casually.

Ergin immediately shook her head. The look on his face implied disappointment to his sister.

"What is your relationship with the servant's child?, so you lightly once spent money to buy the servant's child a new bicycle."

Now it was Azlan's turn to shake his head. "Gue and Zaura have nothing to do, I just pity to see him wanting to have a new bike, so I bought him a new bike, something wrong?"

"Yes there is nothing wrong anyway, just do not be too good with people, fear later you are even used, but instead, instead of the money you run out to give to others you better give it to Grizelle who is clearly the status is lo's nephew, the son of Abang lo himself."

Azlan smiled cynically. He did not expect with the way of mind of the brother who was too bad to think to people he had never even known.

"That gate should not be so bad to think, Zaura was a good boy she was even diligent in helping her mother work in the tavern, and where maybe a child as small as her would take advantage of my kindness."

"Yes maybe the little boy will not take advantage of you, but it could be that his mother will take advantage of your kindness." Ergin just said it. He even went so far as to vilify Filzah in front of Azlan.

Azlan let out a breath of air. "Lo why the hell Bang from earlier bad thought the same people continue, after all I have grown up, I can really distinguish which people use me and which people are really sincere, and which people are really sincere, unlike my brother, I can't tell the difference." Azlan dared to insinuate Ergin blatantly. But he spoke the facts so that Ergin could not dwell in the slightest.

"Yes it's up to you, the cave just wants to remind you to be more careful with people." Ergin finally gave up. He could no longer say anything.

"Bang, Zaura is not an ordinary child, she is an orphan that we should have helped and we love, as we used to be Bang, being orphans that are loved by people, she said, I hope you can return the favor by loving the orphans, not the children of Brother Doang dear to you."

Azlan tucked a little advice on the sidelines he reminded the brother about his life in childhood. Being an orphan that is loved by the people around. Azlan hoped that Ergin could love the orphans around her just as much as she loved orphans like Zaura.

Ergin was silent. He was taking advice from his brother. Ergin still remembers well with her childhood who had lost the figure of Dad but still many who loved him. Ergin was eager to help Zaura whose fate was the same as her childhood self, but what power his wife and son always thirst for money so that he can not set aside the money of his work to give to orphans like Zaura.

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Assalaamu 'alaikum Warohmatullah Westarokaatuh

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