Seikhlas Love Afifa 2

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Afifa returned to school, after a month or so she took time off. When he just parked his motorbike, a group of students approached him, Afifa was known to be close and friendly to all his students and always put himself as a friend for them, it is fitting that they flocked to Afifa to greet and encourage him, and to spill their longing for his beloved mother teacher.

Afifa was always smiling. When he returns to mingle with his students, he will enter into their world, as if forgetting all the sadness and burdens of his mind. After being satisfied chatting with his favorite students, he also walked and entered the office room, All his friends immediately approached him and asked about his condition, they were sorry for the disaster that befell him, he said, one by one they greeted Afifa.

A few hours passed, At 13:00 Afifa finished with her lesson hours, after keeping a few books in her locker, she was again stunned, her mind was back on its goal after this, after this, she was stunned, his eyes turned to the outside of the office window, as boisterous sounds of children running out of the classroom interspersed with the sound of laughter that sounded sincere in Afifa's ears. For a long time he looked at the children, did not feel his lips smile, imagine if he could stay like them, in his Junior High who was always filled with learning and joking with friends his age, no need to minimize the heavy burden that now continues to perch on his head.

"Hi...!, Ms Afifa, why daydream?", asked a female teacher who had just entered the office room, quite surprising Afifa.

"Eh...Miss Maya, I'm just missing the kids, it's nice to see them laughing". Afifa replied with a smile.

"Hmmmm.Pantesan Bu Afifa smiled to herself", said Bu Maya then while keeping all the books in her locker.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was smiling to myself", Afifa blushed in embarrassment.

"Yes, I'm ahead, Assalamualaikum", patted Afifa on the shoulder.

"Yes Bu, waalaikum greetings", Afifa nodded.

After the death of Ms. Maya Afifa rushed to clean her books and bags, with Bismillah's words and confidence, she swings her feet through the school corridor to the motor park, today she has to find the truth.

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The Afifa motorbike stops right in front of a boutique that reads W.Mulyani Collection. After opening his helmet he got off the bike with a big bag he was carrying, he stood right at the open boutique door. A shopkeeper greeted him, after he made his point to meet the owner of this boutique, the waiter allowed Afifa to go up to the 2nd floor, the waiter drove her, Afifa followed him to the guest room.

When he arrived above, the atmosphere was still the same, Afifa saw a middle-aged man sitting in a rocking chair, looking straight out the window, his eyes sharp as if harboring hatred.

"Please sit down first, teacher!", said the maid politely, "I'll call mom in the back".

Afifa nodded with a smile. Somehow Afifa wanted to say hello to the middle-aged man, he stood up from his seat and approached him.

"Assalamualaikum Sir.", Sapa Afifa.

The man turned his head towards her, looking at her sharply probing, his cold face as if harboring something he could not reveal.

Afifa flinched, feeling that there was something in her gaze, but she regained control of herself. "Assalamualaikum.i Afifa", repeated his greeting.

"Waalaikum greetings!", he replied unfriendlylyly.

"Sorry..., am I bothering you?" ask Afifa again carefully.

The man did not reply, he looked back at Afifa, his gaze spinning watching Afifa's entire body from head to toe.

Afifa did not want to give up, she went back to greet him. "What...This gentleman...His father mbak Wulan?", Afifa paused for a moment because the man did not react. "and...Talita's grandfather too?"

The man's eyes darted towards him, making Afifa feel fear and undoing his intention to continue his question, Afifa's legs retreated two steps.

"Don't mention the name of that bastard child..!!!", he said then firmly.

Afifa who was about to move away, immediately stopped her steps hearing his words, she turned her head back towards the man, slowly approaching and bowing.

"I mean Father?" looking at Afifa, now her fear was defeated with her curiosity, but the man did not look at her at all, let alone answer her question.

"I mean Mr...., is Talita the son of Mbak Wulan? did Mama Wulan ever give birth? did Sister Wulan ever...."

"Afifa???" suddenly Wulan came because he heard her father's screams.

Afifa took a few steps back, she rearranged her already irregular breathing.

"What's the matter?", asked Wulan again, as if he was worried by Afifa's somewhat pale and sweaty facial expression with an irregular gasping breath, Wulan's hand immediately pulled Afifa's hand away from the man.

"Sorry Ma'am, it seems I have disturbed him" said Afifa.

"Here you go, let's just sit down!", Wulan switched the conversation.

Afifa followed Wulan, and she again occupied herself in the guest seat right next to the big bag she was carrying.

"How are you doing now?" ask Wulan.

"Alhamdulillah good Ma'am".

"Thank God, I'm glad to hear that".

"O yeah, what's the need?, how did you get here?" ask Wulan again.

"I want to deliver the baby equipment owned by Ma'am Wulan that I borrowed at that time".

"Oh...why bother to be escorted back? why don't you just keep it? who knows if you'll be pregnant soon".

"Oh.gak papa Mbak, this will have Mbak Wulan, surely Mbak Wulan want to keep it as a memory".

Wulan took a deep and heavy breath, Afifa continued to pay attention to her expression, even though her face was smiling, but there was something she was hiding behind her smile.

"What's it like to have a child? it must be fun" asked Afifa trying to lure Wulan.

"Oh..of course, having a child is very fun" he said short.

"Did Wulan ever breastfeed?"

"Of course, and there is one happiness for a mother, when we come into contact with our baby, when her little mouth sucks our milk, sees her crying and moves in search of our protection", he said at length interspersed with a sincere smile, staring into the past, as if unaware of someone asking in front of him was looking at him sharply and agitated.

"Did Wulan ever feel it herself? is Talita Wulan's son? Is Aji's sister Talita's biological father?" a series of questions just came out of Afifa's mouth.

"Duueeeerrrr...!" Wulan gasped, she just realized what she had just said, she looked at the woman before her who was looking at her with a red face and teary eyes.

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