My Soulmate's

Remembering you in my way

Did not feel the time goes quickly, Fahad has finished performing the prayers magrib and isya. Now Fahad is busy with various activities to treat and pay attention to Kinan after the Doctor in charge of checking Kinan's condition removed several medical devices, so that all that remains is an infusion tube containing Crystalloid fluid, Ringer lactate which is often used for patients who have injuries, injuries, and post-surgery.

"Darling, end the dinner! Let's go home quickly" said Fahad, stroking Kinan's head gently wrapped in a white headscarf.

Kinan. "I'm full already."

"Well, take the medicine, then" Fahad said as he opened some plastic containing the medicine prescribed by the Doctor, Kinan only nodded in response.

Shortly afterwards, the sound of knocking on the door from outside. Fahad immediately moved from his seat after giving some medicinal seeds to Kinan. "Looks, mom and dad."

"Assalamualaikum," said Harsa received Fahad's hand.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Fahad.

"You're sober, son?" ibha asked after receiving a greeting from Fahad and immediately approached Kinan who was looking down and got a weak nod from him.

"Am I waiting outside?" ask Fahad to Harsa.

"No, just wait here. There's a couch, anyway." Show Harsa with the oddity.

Fahad scratched his non-itchy throat and smiled faintly. "All right."

Harsa walked over to Ibha who was talking to the princess. Kinan answered soberly with a lowered face, seeing that Harsa frowned.

"Why do you keep your head down, does anyone get sick?"

"Did Alsaki already know about my situation?" tanya Kinan shifted the topic of conversation thrown by Harsa.

"Why did you switch mother's conversation?" harsa's questioning tried to calm down, as if digesting Kinan's words.

"Why did Mom and Dad just visit me now when I was lying here?" suction Kinan with irregular breath, tightness like a big stone makes Kinan can not get more oxygen.

"Usually Mom and Dad never notice me when I'm weak, you're watching me when I'm lying here" Kinan explained to the point. Because he does not like stale, especially including family affairs.

Fahad who heard that immediately stood up to approach Kinan who was holding a sob, but his intention was to undo. Letting Kinan take out all the uneg-unegs that kept piling up on his shoulders. Digesting words, understanding what is thrown, until you understand very well Kinan's feelings.

Harsa and Ibha who listened to Kinan's talk threw eyes at each other and stared at every inch of Kinan's face which was now filled with tears.

Kinan took a deep breath and threw it away violently. "All right, thanks for grabbing me. Mom and Dad are here just to see Kinan, right? Now Kinan was feeling better, even Fahad was taking good care of Kinan. So, don't worry about it. Focus on your work, so that someday I can take care of it once you're ready to relax."

"Thank you for coming, Kinan is fine," he continued with foggy eyes as tears continued to gather in his beautiful eyes.

Unable to hear Kinan's screams, Harsa hugged the princess just like her. Simultaneously, Kinan's cry broke out in the mother's embrace. Harsa understood, even more understood now. Behind the words of the child, apparently he too ignored all the trials that befell his son.

The sobbing sound succeeded in making Harsa hypnotized, after one-year-old Kinan Harsa left Kinan to take care of business to forget how the sound of Kinan crying. The voice again heartrenched Harsa, this is the first time Harsa listened to Kinan spill all the burdens borne at the age of 17 years.

"I'm sorry, son. Mother is too busy to feel the burden you carry, mother feels sinful to have ignored you. I really feel guilty, I want to fix that time" whispered Harsa, who sounded like Fahad's eardrum.

Kinan's sobs continued to echo, squeezing tightly onto Harsa's shoulders as if not wanting to separate from the mother who conceived him. "Wicked mother! You are always busy with your duties, even Dad is the same! You guys are really bad!"

"You think I can bear the burden alone huh? Every night I cried, cried, and even cried to the point of not caring about tears turning into blood. I'm tired of being tired of everything! Every day at school I was treated unworthy, I was tortured by him! If Mom and Dad wanted to ignore me, I kept asking why not just return me to God ..," cried Kinan in Harsa's arms. His fingers squeezed firmly into Harsa's long veil, unconcerned by the infusion hose that was painful and even painful.

Harsa's lips trembled violently, tears kept drenching Kinan's veil. Lontaran Kinan made Harsa realize, that she does not deserve to be called a perfect mother just because she managed to educate her son to be an exemplary and intelligent student.

"Every day of my graduation, Mom and Dad said they would come and attend the event. In fact, you two do not display the nose, while the other two parents come to devote a beautiful moment. I was really envious of them, even during the shooting session I was alone with a smile of pain. Luckily, Alsaki came to accompany him, even though it was too late. She gave me a bouquet of beautiful red roses."

"Even when I am overwhelmed, I cannot. I hugged my knees hoping Mom would come to calm me down. It's all a lie! I kept feeling tired until I couldn't bear it, thousands of words I wrote on the sheet. Wish you'd read it, I don't even touch it at all."

"When Mom gets home, I'll just set aside time for me in less than five minutes! I haven't spoken, I haven't opened my voice, I haven't even done everything. I can only talk at length when Mom and Dad set me up with Fahad's mas."

"When I want to open my voice, there's always a nuisance: sia*lan's phone. Then mom said that you have to go abroad to take care of business there. All of that makes me sick! I'm tired! I'm mad! I'm disappointed! How you are Mother! Even Dad is the same!"

Word by word ejected from Kinan's mouth in a position still hugging Harsa, Harsa who heard that felt how heavy the test Kinan was carrying. While Fahad could not believe what Kinan was feeling, his soul was squeezed into a huge rock.

'That's how you bear it all?' inner Fahad.

Ibha was unable to say, letting her son take out all the burdens borne by the child. There was such a high and great guilt and sin, that he was truly a selfish father.

"I just need your love, Mom! Nothing else ...," said Kinan, whose hands were now beginning to weaken, not clutching Harsa's veil.

Harsa then loosened her embrace, staring at Kinan's overgrown face that was filled with tears. Swiping and removing tears of pain with both thumbs and kissing Kinan's forehead. Terskhir clasped Kinan's hand and kissed the back of his girl's hand.

"I'm sorry, son. I really feel guilty and guilty about you. Forgive me, Son. It's all my fault until you bear that heavy burden. I want that time to go back, spend your childhood, treat all the wounds that are scraping you. If only it could, I want the burden you carry to move on my mother. Let the mother bear it all, because you are not wrong mother is wrong," said Harsa stroked Kinan's head with affection.

"Dad's sorry too, I can't be a good father figure for you. Forgive me, son ...," said Ibha, participating in the conversation of the two women she was so guarded.

Kinan could not speak anymore, his eyes were so swollen due to the tears he had been crying. He glanced at his parents with a sad expression, their gazes filled with regret. Kinan took a long breath. "Have no thought, I'm fine here. If you don't mind, can Mom and Dad accompany me to the hospital until I get home?"

Harsa then smiled, as if feeling her inner being sliced not to mention with a heart filled with guilt. "Mother, will accompany you."

"Thank you, even if it's not troublesome and disrupts Mom and Dad's schedule," Kinan said. "If it's disturbing, Kinan is fine. After all, Kinan was no longer alone. Kinan already there is a Fahad who is always ready to share the burden that Kinan shouldul. Go and come back safe."

Hearing those last words, Harsa could not resist the sobs that she wept. "Mom will accompany you until you recover."

"Father is the same, I will accompany you and be ready to be a father who is ready for you, son," said Ibha.

Kinan smiled faintly at the words of his parents. "I've forgiven Mom and Dad's mistakes. So, don't think about it again. Kinan is just tired, and Kinan just needs some affection from Mom."

"Oh my God, son. I felt guilty again, listening to that made me ask. What is your heart made of and what are your strong shoulders made of."

Harsa again held his youngest daughter, as well as Ibha. The Abhipraya family finally felt what the real family meant. While Fahad who saw, heard, and watched the family just smiled down. Her heart was so weeping that she saw the Abhipraya family come back intact after they never noticed Kinan who over time grew into a tough woman.

Fahad took a deep breath and exhaled heavily, he immediately sat his butt and leaned his body against the back of the chair. Staring at the ceiling of the hospital not to mention the clear circle that is still dancing beautifully in the eye pelukan which will soon come out by itself.

Behind Kinan who was always cheerful and jolly, it turned out to keep a lot of wounds and heavy burdens borne on his shoulders. She felt lucky to have such a great woman as Kinan, not to mention with such breathtaking beauty and charming morals.

'Kinan, what are you made of? So when you let out your heartache you bear and forgive them? I'm lucky to meet you. I'll always be there for you, Fahad's inner voice and closed my eyes.

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