My Soulmate's

Living for the Future Not for the Past

It has been a month since the unexpected incident on him, Hafsah more locked himself in the room with the condition getting weaker and weaker. Every waking up, Hafsah often had a lot of nausea and vomiting and even felt a little strange with her. He walked bouncing himself in front of the mirror, not daring to look at his still disgusting self. Tears continue to pour down the cheeks, the trauma continues to struggle with the soul that was once a jolly and loving nature now changed drastically into the unknown Hafsah.

Hearts continued to cry as if longing to meet a woman who was so supportive, Kinan was the only friend who was so proud of Hafsah. But, logic continues to suppress his ego so that Hafsah prefers his ego because if he meets Kinan snatching with a hug as if he does not deserve the treatment. Because they are no longer holy, even full of sin.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

The sound of knocking on the door from outside Hafsah's room, Hafsah immediately shouted in response. From behind the doorway, appeared the figure of a middle-aged woman carrying a tray filled with food and milk drinks. Yes the woman Fatimah, the mother of Hafsah glanced with pity at how unfortunate Hafsah was.

"Son, you haven't eaten in days. Please, mother, you love your body, son," said Fatimah walking toward Hafsah in a reflection of herself.

Really, the appearance of Hafsah is full of wounds. His eyes were still imprinted, his mind was chaotic, even his body was getting thinner unlike ordinary Hafsah. The happy smile that always emanated now disappeared since the test was given like a big rock. There was nothing that Fatimah could do but continue to comfort her daughter, although Hafsah did not display her smile even a little.

"Nak ..," called Fatimah gently with her hand stroking Hafsah's hair that was still a mess.

"Will God forgive Hafsah's sins, ma'am? If so, why hasn't God given me happiness? I feel that God is angry at my attitude, if God is angry why not just take me?" ask Hafsah with a blank look.

Every second even night Hafsah never sleeps, he is busy with worship and worship until morning Hafsah continues to worship, no matter hungry or thirsty. When he felt that, Hafsah only ate one tablespoon and one sip of the glass was not to finish it and returned to the well-stretched expanse.

"Why are you talking like that? God is not angry at his servant who sins unintentionally. Perhaps, God gave your happiness time at the right time," said Fatimah to comfort Hafsah.

Hafsah immediately stood up wanting to embrace the mother, shedding all the flavors that had not yet fully healed. However, when he was about to stand up the interpretation of Hafsah suddenly blurred and turned black and ...

Bruk!

"Astagfirefull!" frantic Fatimah immediately caught the body of her son who fell unconscious. He immediately touched Hafsah's forehead, apparently his son had a fever even his face looked pale like a corpse.

"Yeah! Rizkiy!" fatimah cried out to two people who were at home.

Fatimah and Rizki's father, who was spending time at the dinner table, was shocked when he heard the mother's scream, and he immediately ran to Hafsah's room on the second floor. When he got there, Hafsah's father immediately told Rizki to carry Hafsah's body to be taken to the hospital.

Not waiting for a long time, the hospital arrived in plain sight. Rizki immediately laid the body of the sister in the gurney provided by the nurse and took her inside the examination. Fatimah paced back and forth in the room, while Rizki stared blankly at the hospital wall.

A few minutes later, the woman in her uniform wearing a white coat came out after examining Hafsah. He smiled at the two families who drove him. "What is this with the patient's family in the name of Hafsah?"

"Right, I'm his mother, Doc. How's my son doing?"

"Relax, Mom's son is currently just exhausted. Considering she was pregnant and she was four weeks old," the woman's doctor said.

Jem!

As if hit by a large stone even his heart was hit by a large spear target, Fatimah who heard it was immediately shocked to hear the words of the female Doctor who was none other than Raisa. Between believing and not believing Fatimah could not say anymore. "My son is pregnant?"

Meanwhile, Hafsah's father heard it as soon as his feet crumbled like boneless. Let alone Fatimah, the father felt the same. "What a shame to your fate, son. You are carrying an innocent child, I really do not know how the fate of your child ..," he explained.

Raisa who saw Fatimah immediately screeched in wonder. "Sorry, why?"

"Follow me, Raisa," asked Rizki while pulling Raisa's hand. While Raisa only obeyed, fortunately the touched not the skin but the doctor's coat.

In a park that is not too far away, two people who have been separated for some time since both graduated from the famous university in Cairo, Egypt which is now reportedly somehow. Both have now been found in hospital. Raisa is an intelligent woman who is very proficient in surgery is a figure who so admires Rizki, as well as Rizki. But, both of them chose silence and harbored a sense as if letting their time answer everything.

"It's been a long time" Rizki said with his eyes focused on seeing the hospital's activities.

Raisa turned her head and again threw away her gaze. "Yes." Yeah."

"Oh yes, actually ...."

"Why?"

"Actually Hafsah was the victim of the interview**saan, so my parents were shocked to hear it," said Rizki terpaska told Raisa.

Raisa who heard that was immediately shocked, covered her mouth with her right hand. "You mean?"

"I'm sorry, I don't want to expose disgrace. I just don't know how to fix it" said Rizki, whose lips began to tell.

One word after another becomes the story, starting from what, why, why, how, and when the disaster that hit Hafsah. Until powerless to hold the feelings that continue to mix between sad, angry, disappointed, and haru become one until it does not feel his tears escaped from his beautiful eyes. Raisa who listened to the story could not believe what was said by Rizki, she also felt a great sigh like felt by Rizki.

Raisa then stroked Rizki's shoulder as if knowing what burden she was carrying. "Patience, I understand how you feel."

Rizki nodded and smiled at Raisa. "Thank you, thanks to you I can feel a little relief."

"Hafsah's test is so great to carry alone, Ki. If you can, you as her brother should be able to hire her anyway. Be, a good brother to your sister, don't let her continue to linger in her grief. Because it can affect her pregnancy, I hope you can accept that fate freely," Raisa said with her hand continuing to stroke Rizki's back.

Raisa smiled in response to that, for some reason her heart hurt so much that it even hurt. "Oh yeah, I'll give you a recipe for Hafsah please spend it and also don't stress him out."

"Alright," replied Rizki with her head lowered.

This morning is now a witness to the speech of two lovebirds after being separated since both graduated with cumluade predicate from Cairo University, Egypt. Now two people are swept away in each other's minds, letting the heartbeat that accompanies the conversation.

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"Why my body becomes lemes, even though the day after I want to go nugas. Can my body compromise?" namel Alsaki with lips kamit kamit article has been attacked for several days favors that continue to arrive. The body is carefree until the nose is clogged making it forced to seek treatment before leaving for work.

"How's it going with our son?" isak the middle-aged woman hugged her husband.

"What a shame you are, son. Containing a child without halal ties, even though I know it is not his fault. But, ...," lirih Budi the husband and father of Hafsah hugged Fatimah tightly.

Alsaki who accidentally passed by listening to a familiar voice, he immediately checked who it was. Apparently it was Fatimah and Budi, the parents of Hafsah. "What happened to Hafsah?" muttered Alsaki.

Out of high curiosity, Alsaki finally tried to greet the two old men who were mired with nelangsa. Walking slowly swung the footsteps, with an uneasy feeling as if there was a bad feeling.

"I don't want Hafsah to have children without a husband."

'Eh, wait? The kid? Hafsa?' inner Alsaki was getting curious.

"Dad is the same, I hope Hafsah can accept everything. Although we do not know who the man who impregnated him, but I hope there is someone coming to provide entertainment while complementing the affection he needs," said Budi.

'Now, what does that mean? Is she pregnant?' inner Alsaki again and again with footsteps deliberately slowed down, just a few more steps to greet the two Hafsah parents. "Assalaumalaikum" said Alsaki.

The two people immediately looked up at who was coming. "Waalaikumsalam" replied Fatimah.

"Oh, Son Alsaki? What are you here for?" tanya Budi tried to shift the topic of conversation and tried her best.

"I'm here to get checked out, I haven't been feeling well all night. So I was forced to go here, because the day after tomorrow I wanted to leave for duty," replied Alsaki as if nothing had happened.

"God willing, may heals quickly, son and also may your duty be smooth" said Fatimah.

"Thank you, aamiin," said Alsaki. "Oh yeah, what are you doing here, Dad, Mom?"

"No, we're just worried about Hafsah. He fainted, until now he was not aware that he might be tired" replied Fatimah and smiled.

"Innalillahi, hopefully soon to recover," said Alsaki.

"Aamiin, son," said Budi.

"Oh yes, sorry if I had to listen to what I said. I had not deliberately heard the talk of Father and Mother about Hafsah, is it not right if there is one child that continues to need a father, meaning that Hafsah is pregnant?" ask Alsaki carefully.

Fatimah looked down unable to answer, letting Budi her husband who represented her words. "True, Hafsah is pregnant at the time of 4 weeks."

"What pregnant?!" The woman's voice in a surprised tone when she heard what the other person was talking about. Yes, Hafsah had just come out of his room and immediately approached the three men and asked the mother, Fatimah, "Mom? I'm kidding, right?"

"Nak ..," said Fatimah holding both shoulders of Hafsah.

"No, I don't want to be pregnant with this son*lan!" hafsah snapped with emotion until her face turned crimson, no matter how many people saw her.

"Son, you can't say that and remember this in the hospital. Let's get on our heads, we'll talk about it at home" Fatimah said gently as she stroked Hafsah's shoulders in shock at what had happened.

Alsaki just lowered his head, the tightness of knowing it made him want to wave all his killing intent. Swallowing silivina with difficulty as if stiff to speak, Hafsah whom he had longed for and admired had to accept reality. "Dad," call Alsaki to stop Budi.

Budi turned around and looked at Alsaki fixedly. "I'm sorry my son."

"No Dad, it's nobody's fault. But, please allow me to come to my father's house to ask for his hand" Alsaki said in a confident voice as if no matter what Hafsah did, he was not the victim.

"But, Son –."

"I beg you, Father, let me come in the afternoon to ask you. I will explain everything to Dad later," said Alsaki in a tone full of sincerity and confidence in the path he aimed.

"Alright, dad accepted it. Father will prepare it for the afternoon," thank Budi and smile to Alsaki.

"Thank you" he said and returned the smile as well.

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Thank you for reading, thank you for giving your best to me as an Author and for being patient because the story is not as cool as others😁😁

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