My Surgically Whipped

I'm doing just fine

"Are you okay Zahra."

Deggs...

What a question I avoided and feared, and it was spoken straight from Abah's mouth.

O Allah the answer What should I give to Abah's question. There's no way I'm telling you what really happened about my household, about Adam's wishes to remarry.

It hurts to see the vulnerable face of Abah and Umi resist disappointment, unable to heart this if it happens. Even though I know everything that hides the carcass, sooner or later it will be revealed as well.

Moreover, the carcass of Adam's cheating mas with other women.There is no way something happened between Adam and the woman, to the extent that Adam insisted on marrying the woman.

"Zahraaa" called Umi made me a little surprised.

"Ahhh yeah, what's wrong with umi." Reply reflexes.

Listening to my answer Abah, Umi, and Brother Faisal looked at each other in confusion.

"Zahra what happened to you?" Umi asked touching my shoulder.

"What does Umi mean to ask like that?, Zahra is fine Mi. Abah Umi and Faisal didn't have to worry about Zahra, nothing bad happened"

I said smile.

I looked at the faces of the people I loved, heartless to see the disappointment on their faces.

Forgive Zahra Abah, Umi, Brother Faisal. Zahra doesn't want to make you burdened with Zahra's problems. Let all this proceed by itself like water flowing from upstream to the river.

"You can't lie to us, son, Abah and Umi are the ones who know the most about you, how you are when you are happy, how you are when you are sad. Abah and Umi know everything Zahra."

With a heavy voice Abah said those words, a little claustrophobic at Abah's words, but I had to remain calm.

" Zahra is fine Abah, Zahra is fine. How does Zahra explain to you that you believe that Zahra is okay right now?" I said Not forgetting the thin smile that adorns my lips.

I calmly stringed up the words, I did not see the slightest doubt, forgive Zahra Abah forgive your daughter, Truly your Zahra is not well now, God is testing this weak love of Zahra.

"Son.. You can't lie to Abah even if that sweet smile adorns your lips. Abah was the one who first welcomed you when you were born, the voice of Abah you first heard, with this hand Abah carried and took care of you, do you think you could lie to Abah son?"

Abah's eyes looked at his raised and trembling hands, those wrinkled hands, those rough hands full of tenderness.

Unable to look at that hand, I immediately got up from my seat sitting next to Umi approached Abah and rested under her feet.

I took the hand and kissed it deeply, the sobs I was in custody were heard as well, I cried bitterly over Abah's palm. These hands are old no longer as strong as they used to be, rough hands but soothing and warming.

Still remembering how this hand healed me when my body was injured despite only a small wound, this hand raised my body when I cried, she said, this hand also rubbed my head when I did not know which way I should step.

Oh Abah I'm sorry Zahra.I'm sorry Zahra.It's Abah and Umi's love that makes Zahra strong, and it's your love that makes Zahra weak.

Although Zahra was not Fatimah Az-Zahra the favorite daughter of the Prophet who was famous for strong and obedient women. God willing Zahra will try to be a strong woman because Zahra is Fatimah Az-Zahra Abah's favorite daughter.

"hik..hik.." I cried sobbing when I got a prisoner.

I felt the rubbing in my head all the way to my back. In tears I raised my head and looked at the person who had rubbed my head, it turned out that it was my beloved mother Umi.

"Son. Abah and Umi will always welcome you when you get lost. Never think that you yourself are Zahra, tell your burden to Abah and Umi." Umi said gently.

I let go of Abah's hand that was in my grasp, then I threw this body into Umi's arms when this was not what I wanted to do, though these tears that I always keep, so as not to drip in front of the people I love.

It turned out that my defense was very weak, just like this I had shed a lot of tears in front of Abah and Umi. You are a weak woman Zahra.

I let go of my arms from Umi while wiping my tears with both hands, from now on there will be no more tears in front of my parents.

After wiping away my tears I immediately showed everyone my smile, a sweet but bitter smile.

"Zahra is okay.. Zahra's fine, so Zahra please don't worry about Zahra." I said.

" If you're okay why are you crying deck?" asked Faisal who had been watching us in silence.

"Can't Zahra cry without

the reason is that Zahra loves Abah and Umi so much that Zahra cries."

"You are still the same as before the deck. You also have children but still also crybaby, shy deck same Aisyah" said brother Faisal chuckled teasing me.

"Let Fatimah Az-Zahra, Abah and Umi's beloved" I said exasperatedly towards Faisal's brother, repeating the words when I was a child.

" Bas ceng.." Added Faisal.

"Permy... Abah.." to me.

"Already.. have not you seduced your sister Faisal again, you have children too but still like a child." said Umi.

" Brother Faisal first mi."

This is how I behaved with Brother Faisal when We had gathered like this, Faisal and I were like the behavior of Nurul and Aisyah when before Abah and Umi.

"Well, if you don't want to share your problems with us, we appreciate your decision, we hope you are always in God's protection."

"Amen... Zahra is okay because of all your prayers that protect Zahra from bad things,"

I am so thankful and lucky that God gave me such a kind and warm family. What favor is your Lord that you deny?.

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