Most Beautiful Khilafat

The Most Beautiful Conversation Chapter 18.

"Excuse me, please introduce my name Mr. Fikri. Can I meet with the caretaker?" fikri asked a little girl who was sweeping in the courtyard. The girl stopped her activities for a moment, then drove Fikri to Lina's room. Women who are old enough but still eager to take care of the orphanage.

Yeah, Fikri won't procrastinate. After getting the command earlier, he immediately slid to the TKP to execute the command.

Actually, Fikri is very regretful about what happened twenty years ago. At that time he was out of town to replace the business trip Suganda. If not, he will take care of the child himself. He won't throw it away.

But the rice has become porridge. In the moments of happiness that awaited the couple, Suganda even quarreled with his wife so that Layla experienced a severe contraction.

The child was born but Layla was unable to fight after a severe hemorrhage. In addition to stress, he also lost the spirit to live until he fell into a coma for several hours and finally left this mortal world.

A Suganda man took the boy from the hospital. Suganda didn't even want to see the boy's face though. The boy was put in front of the door of the orphanage without any clue.

After the departure of his wife, Suganda suffered a stroke for about five years and was in intensive care. His entire body was numb, even to speak he could not.

Five years later, Suganda had tried to find out about the development of the child through his man. Unfortunately the child has been adopted by a couple whose identity is unknown. Lina shut the reality tight, she wanted the boy to have happiness with his adoptive parents.

Now the regret comes back when the condition of Suganda has weakened. He wanted to see the boy for the first and last time. He wanted to ascertain whether the child was his flesh blood or not. If it was true that the child was his flesh and blood, he wanted to make amends in the past in order to rest in peace.

"This is Ms. Lina's room, you just come in" said the little girl after they both arrived at the door.

"Thank you, oh, what's your name?" asked Fikri softly.

"Intan sir, then excuse me first. Wanted another, "The little girl smiled sweetly and ran away from the place.

Fikri just smiled looking at and looking at the little girl's back. After he disappeared, Fikri turned around and immediately knocked on the door.

"Tok Tok Tok"

"Yes, comein!" lina cheers from inside there.

Having obtained permission, Fikri pushed the door slowly. With a firm body he walked into the room.

"Sorry to interrupt the time. Are you really the caretaker of this orphanage?" ask Fikri to make small talk.

"Yes, you're right. Please sit!" sahut Lina let Fikri sit down.

Fikri nodded slowly, then sat down on the empty seat opposite Lina's desk.

Then Fikri explained the intention of his arrival, he spoke politely and clearly according to what had happened before. He explained in detail that there was a misunderstanding between the parents of the child who had been left in the orphanage at that time.

Fikri also said that he wanted to know where the boy was now. The father was eager to meet the boy to atone for the sins he had committed in the past. Moreover, the child was his flesh and blood or not, the father still wanted to see him.

Lina stared intently as she heard everything Fikri said. From the beginning he had been suspicious when he found the boy wrapped in a bedong and an expensive branded blanket. It turned out that his suspicions were correct, the child turned out to be from a distinguished family. Not a child who is discarded because of adultery or an underprivileged family.

"Slowly, now the child is no longer here." replied Lina Ketus.

Whatever the reason, Lina did not condone the inhumane behavior of the father of the child. Even if the child is present because of the sins committed by the mother, the child still does not have to get such treatment. The child was innocent, nor did he ask to be born into this world.

"I understand how Mom really feels. I am the same, I am angry and cannot accept that fact. If only I had been here, I would have taken care of her and raised her myself. But fate says otherwise, I beg you to generously tell me where the boy is. His father was sickly, once he wanted to meet in order to leave peacefully." said Fikri pleading.

"Sorry, I can't say it. You better get out of here!" Lina was still pampered with her stance. He would not open his mouth like fifteen years ago when a man also came looking for the child.

"But Ma-"

"Sorry, I still have a lot of work. Please leave this room!" lina said as she pointed towards the door.

Fikri squinted for a moment, a second later he reopened it. Fikri knew how disappointed the woman was when she found out the truth that happened. But he also cannot force, maybe he should give up first and come back tomorrow.

"If you excuse me, I hope you'll think about it. The boy also deserves to know where he came from,"

After saying that, Fikri got up from her seat and walked out of the room. He was sure that sooner or later the woman would definitely melt down. Lina was not a cruel person, but a motherly soul that angered her with the situation.

After Fikri disappeared from his sight, Lina rubbed her face violently. His breathing sounded heavy, even his chest suddenly ached after hearing all the facts that had happened.

Unfortunately for the fate of the child. In addition to losing the affection of his parents, he also lost his identity and rights as an heir to his father's wealth.

Whether who was wrong, Lina still could not justify the action.

Although Lina had not seen the child since she was adopted, Lina was always monitoring her progress. Lina was grateful that the child had received the complete affection of her two foster parents.

Now that Lina was starting to not calm down to think about the state of the child, she wanted to see him and wanted to say everything. But is the child willing to accept it? Isn't this too painful? Lina was really the dilemma she made. This situation was too complicated for him, let alone the child who did not know anything about it.

Seriate...