Love of Muhallil

Meca likes Hizam

"Mom.the patient has regained consciousness." a nurse meets Meca. For almost a month Meca always came to see the man she found a few days ago.

With quick steps, Meca met the man with worry.

Clik..

Meca was stunned, the man's gaze cold and stifling. Especially when the man smiled, God is so beautiful creation almighty. Meca was so admiring the smile of the man before her eyes.

"Hay___!" Meca greeted me so kindly.

"Who are you?" Ahmad Faiz asked confusedly.

"Me, Meca."

The doctor called me to come out for a while. "Let's go with me for a minute, I have something to talk about."

Dret..

"How's Doc, can the patient go home today?" Ask Meca curiously.

"Maybe, only the patient needs to always check up once a week, to see the progress of his hand that suffered a fracture, diligently check up the patient's health will recover quickly and always monitored."

"One more time, most likely the patient has Amnesia, because the head is hit very hard causing some nerves in the head damaged. Maybe the patient has failed to remember many things."

Meca.

"What doc, amnesia?" panicked dong Meca heard the doctor's speech.

"Yes, Mom. I hope mom really takes care of her and slowly gives her knowledge, because almost all her memories are gone."

Meca shut her mouth.

"I'll stay, ma'am, excuse me."

Meca paced back and forth in front of Ahmad Faiz's room. It seems that Meca was worried, whether Meca should make an announcement about the discovery of people. What should Meca do now?

Clik..

"Becom___!" Ahmad Faiz looked at Meca confusedly.

"Don't confuse Hizam, I'm here with you. Even if you forget all our memories, I will slowly make you remember them again. So don't worry!"

"Who am I?" Ahmad Faiz pointed to himself with a puzzled look.

"Your name is Hizam.you are my fiancee, soon we will be married."

Ahmad Faiz, who was changed to Hizam, looked down confused. Ahmad Faiz can't remember anything, even just a little.

"Don't worry Hizam, I'll always be with you. I will always be by your side. Now let's go home?"

Ahmad Faiz according to what Meca said, Ahmad Faiz followed Meca to the car, slowly Meca car drove to the large and magnificent Meca house.

"This is my house, we'll stay here until you can remember everything. I'll take care of you until you're fully recovered."

Ahmad Faiz nodded and followed what Meca said.

Ahmad Faiz saw some photos on the wall, none of them were on display.

"This is your room Hizam," Meca opened a room, it was very clean, fragrant and very neat.

"You can rest here, inside there's a toilet. If you need anything, you can call aunt, I'll go first, I'll have a lot of work."

"Thank you Meca." Lirih Ahmad Faiz's.

"Yes, I go first, Hizam. Oh..!"

Meca went to the office, because the bridge problem collapsed never finished. Meca tried to reduce the cost of alimony to the victims who died, because the cost that Meca had to spend was very bombastic.

Drt...

Angel

"Ngapain Angel sent me a message," Meca quickly opened a message from Angel.

"Meet me at the cafe where we used to hang out!" message Angel.

Meca was lazy to reply to chat from Angel, especially what needs to be discussed.

For sure Angel will discuss the issue of his household with Vincent, it is a problem that is not useful for Meca. just a waste of time in the midst of his own busyness and problems.

Angel always forced his will. It's always been, it's only fitting that Vincent cheated.

*****

Today is the first day Haya enjoys a paycheck from a queen boutique.

Haya was thin, but her face had started to be radiant again, not as tangled and dull as before.

Haya's enthusiasm and passion made the store owner, Lin feel happy. Lin knew the bitter story that Haya experienced, so Lin tried not to make Haya's life more difficult and suffered.

Even when his heart is broken, Haya is able to control and maintain sanity, in order to be able to work well.

even Lin knew, if Haya was pregnant, but, it did not dampen Haya's work spirit. Maybe Haya really needs funds for living expenses.

"Haya, please take this shirt to our tailor, Ma'am Amin, on the second floor" Lin told Haya.

"Okay, Lin." Haya rushed to the second floor, bringing clothes to be immediately sewn by Bu Amin.

"Mom, here's the clothes I put here, right?" Haya wants to put a shirt on the table.

"Wait a minute!" designer clothes, Ms. Amin also approached Haya.

Carefully Haya looked, observing in amazement.

"masyaAllah, this dress is beautiful, ma'am. It would be beautiful to wear." Lirih Haya reflects on the image of Bu Amin.

"This is the latest model in the queen boutique, with a modern style but still polite, suitable for those who wear hijab."

"The latest model is perfect." Haya mangosteen, admiring the design that Bu Amin made.

"His material of choice cotton, soft on the skin, and absorb sweat, the staple of this dress there are only three pcs, bone white color, baby pink color, and lavender color. No more again."

"Limited edition?" Haya smiled, admitting that the dress to be sewn by Bu Amin, was indeed very good.

"If you think we give banderol how much?" tanya Bu Amin asked Haya for an opinion.

"Depending on the complexity and workmanship, ma'am, only mom knows, it's not my area of knowledge. I know Haya's fashion sense, only able to buy the price that is popular."

"But not before, you often shop in this store. Every time there's an interest, there's an important event, you must order at the queen's boutique.Even for your wedding and your husband's wedding, I'm the design, Haya?"

Haya remembers those times, the times that once gave color to Haya's life, now a sense of happiness enveloped Haya's heart.

Whole families, complete parents, lives of happiness and tranquility, unlike today.

"I know if your fashion is good enough, so I'll ask you for advice. Don't hesitate to inspire, because I'm sure you can."

"Am I ma'am, who is only a woman of zero knowledge."

"I'm sorry Mom, I'm afraid Lin needs my strength to help her downstairs."

"Okay, please come down!" Ms. Amin back to sew the latest model dress.

"Mom, can't I learn to sew with mom?" Haya stopped and turned to look at Bu Amin, hoping for his request to be granted. Haya hopes to sew clothes, although not good and a piece of stitching Bu Amin, at least Haya can make clothes for Attar and the child in her birth later.

"Why learn to sew clothes?" ask Ms. Amin.

"Hem... Spend time in your spare time, express what images are in your mind, and please your family by giving a beautiful piece of clothing, Made in my own hand."

Ms. Amin chuckled..

"Mom, soon I will give birth, slowly I will use this leftover cloth, to make baby clothes, must be funny."

"That's the same if it can be Lin, same Miss Amin too" said Haya.

"If for cloth, may Haya, may be so. I personally even happy if you have such a desire, I also need a generation, not always I become a tailor, not always I become a tailor, there will be times when I age and need to rest by enjoying the rest of my age."

Ma'am..

Haya felt sad, as Ms. Amin spoke like that.

"This patchwork can be used, made small clothes, small hijab, made a cute wipe, tablecloth or even a modern foot mat. It's a multifunction." Ms. Amin shifted the atmosphere, trying to be cheerful.

Haya smiled, why now Haya can ask for the rest of the cloth, is it as complicated as Haya's life. Really sad for Haya's life now.

"I'm sick, Haya." said Ms. Amin telling Haya.

"Sick...?"

Haya was so surprised.

"Yes, only I and God know. I don't want my husband and grandchildren to know, let me feel this pain alone. I don't want them to worry about me Haya."

"Mother, mother who is sick, mother.mother must fight, so that the mother will be healthy and recover from the disease that the mother suffered."

"Please promise not to tell Lin, Lin will be very angry if she finds out I'm sick." said Ms. Amin.

"But you can't hide this truth."

"Haya.., this pain can still be endured. Don't worry!"

"Come on, let's go down, afraid Lin needs your help, working spirit huh!" Ma'am Amin said so cheerfully.

Haya went downstairs.

Below was Niko who was chatting with Lin, Niko's eyes were staring at Haya, for some reason there was a sense of sadness in Niko's heart, there was a sense of pity for Haya's tragic fate.

However, Niko does not deny that she still loves Haya very much.

"Haya, please deliver Mr. Niko to Candida's clothes, which are in the hallway next to the end," Lin told Haya with great force. Because Lin was busy receiving calls from his brother.

Haya nodded and approached Niko.

"Baby____!" Haya goes ahead of Niko to the clothes that Niko wants.

"This is the latest boutique queen dress, there are navy, grey, teracota, moca, and redwosh colors." Haya stopped talking and looked back, as there was no sound whatsoever, Haya thought she had long-talked, the person behind her no hear. In vain already!

Niko observed Haya with a pias face.

"If I had known, after marrying her your life would have suffered much more, then I wouldn't have chosen that path, from the bottom of my heart, I'm sorry, Haya?"

Haya bowed, her hands squeezing the tip of the shirt.

Want to be angry is free, want to be disappointed it was in vain, all has happened, nothing to be regretted and remembered.

"Haya, stay in the minimalist house that I once gave you, right?" pinta Niko pleads.

"At least I can look after and see your situation at all times, I'm afraid to see your condition like this, Haya." Niko gave an explanation.

Haya smiled, then quiveringly opened the softly spoken word.

"i'm fine, don't worry, God is with me. Don't think too much about my life, don't!" lang Haya was full of confidence.