My Master's Father of My Son

Chapters. 2. Expulsions

Madam Fatmah glared her eyes at her eldest son, "Salim!! Put all his clothes in the bag, you drive him to the terminal, I don't want to see his face here for good!" furious Bu Fatmawati with a scornful look and her anger was already unbearable.

Miss Fatmah looked at the child with hatred, "Stop!! stop to speak a word, because everything you do is useless, I will never forgive the biggest mistake you have done, Salim!! what else are you waiting for to take her to the terminal before our neighbors are getting more and more aware of this damned girl's hat-trick!" the view of Ms. Fatmah.

"Mother!! Have pity on Fatimah Ma'am, if Fatimah leaves here she must live where? have pity for this night alone pity outside in the rain, Fatimah would go where in the rain like this too?" Ask Salim who tried to hold his mother to expel his sister.

Salim is sad and also disappointed with the reality, but he believes if all this happens is not basic because he deliberately did it.

Sarah who had just come was quite happy and smiled triumphantly seeing her older sister he had to be kicked out and kicked out of her house.

"I was so happy to see her expelled by Mom, fortunately I secretly took her pregnancy test kit and showed her to Mom so well as it is now, I have to call Tio immediately if what we did two months ago is to trap Fatimah with a man who doesn't know her origin until they go to sleep and Fatimah's result will go and lift her legs from this place for eternity," Sarah muttered in her heart with excitement.

Fatima continued to beg for mercy from her mother but, it was in vain and did not change the decision and stance of her mother Fatimah.

"Mother, I'm so ashamed that my friends have learned all these great secrets, they even insulted me and made fun of me for the haaa Raam's child!" she said Sarah who pretended to cry sobbing lamented that Fatima was getting cornered so there was no reason to prevent her departure tonight.

Fatimah immediately crawled towards her mother Bu Fatmah to beg once more for Ms Fatmah to be kind enough to allow her to stay overnight.

"Mother for tonight I beg you to have mercy on me, I have no raincoat any more the rain is getting heavier Mother, I beg you forgive me and have mercy on me," fatimah's lament while reaching for his hands, Bu Fatmah.

Ms. Fatmah immediately brushed off Fatimah's hand violently so as not to touch each other.

"Remember only the clothes you're allowed to bring from here, the phone I once bought you should keep because Mom bought it with my money!" Grouser Bu Salma.

Sarah increasingly hardened her crying voice so that her mother was not touched from the persuasion and seduction of her brother and also Fatima.

"I'll do anything to get you out of here because ever since you came down by my father into this house I've disagreed with that and today is you have to unplug and feet up!' the ketusah Sarah who stared intently at Fatimah who was still sitting.

"I'd better get out of here, 'cause Mom's not my real mother either, I'm just a kara in the world so getting away from here is the best way out," fatimah's slightly grimacing great-granddaughter restrained her head dizziness.

"Fatimah ayok let us go from here, Brother will take you away," he asked Salim.

Salim did not forget to secretly take his savings money which he actually planned to use to pay his tuition for next semester.

Salim immediately drove his motorbike to the bus terminal. Lightning and lightning struck. Understand it's already in the rainy season. Until that night it rained.

Salim put a raincoat on his brother's body. Salim wanted to ask her sister about her pregnancy, but she abandoned her intentions because she did not want to add to the weight of her mind.

"Wait for Brother here, Brother will buy you a ticket to go to Jakarta, this is a little money for your supplies, sorry you can only give a little money," salim forced Fatima to take the money.

"Abang, forgive Fatimah well! it has made Brother in distress," he added Fatimah with tears dripping down his cheeks mixed with raindrops that night.

The sound of lightning and thunder were mutually unpretentious that night, the strong wind was increasingly adding to the gripping and frightening atmosphere of the night.

Salim smiled sincerely and tenderly towards his beloved sister. Fatimah only smiled faintly while nodding her head in agreement with the words of her eldest brother.

Salim stroked the top of his sister's hijab, "you must be strong no matter what happens, remember you must not abort the prospective father of Abang, I say first buy you a ticket, you sit here wait for Abang," salim then ran small to the place where the bus ticket was bought.

Fatimah turned her head towards the sky and looked closely at the sky which lowered its blessings for the earth and the entire universe.

"O Allah, forgive this servant of yours who has been covered in sin and my fault is not worthy to be forgiven again by anyone" said Fatima.

Fatimah immediately put the money in her sling bag that looked shabby. Somehow that night he wanted to play drizzling rain as if he would never see rain again. His footsteps headed to the highway to enjoy the night rain.

Fatimah forgot for a moment the anxiety of her heart and played water that night, but without her noticing if there was a car driving towards her at moderate speed. Fatimah glanced towards the car with a loud shout.

"Ohhhh!! no!!!" fatimah screamed with his hands trying to protect his stomach.

Kitty!!!

The sound of the squeaking of car tires is earthy and rubs against the asphalt.

Sincerity leads you to the door called success.

Not because he is strong, but because God is strong along with his steps.

Happiness is not always seen in terms of the many materials and treasures you have, but how you can make and see the smiles created by those you care about.

You will not find happiness if you continue to demand perfection. Thank you for what you have, and there you will find happiness.

Happiness does not come to those who have everything, but happiness will come to those who are grateful for the pleasure.

Sometimes trials come to our lives, so that we become more patient and sincere people to face everything.