Seikhlas Love Afifa 2
Cry out!...
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Fauzi simply fell silent staring at Farid's back that passed from before him. His heart continued to churn digest the words he had just heard from Farid's mouth.
"Stupid?" he asked in his heart, "I am a fool, even a fool for releasing Him from my grasp, a woman who always fills the space in my heart and mind at all times. But..Do you know, Rid? if all I've done is for her, to bring back every smile I've taken from the first time I tied her up? and that smile I saw when he was with you back then, a sincere, innocent smile without hesitation and a fringe of lies to cover up all his suffering during his life with me. I thought, as time went on, that happiness would arise in the ark of our household that runs for more than two years. But again my past disturbed him, making the sincere smile that I always missed was lost and replaced with a pseudo smile that always adorned his face to cover all his suffering. Wouldn't it be so selfish if I kept it? he deserves to be happy, Rid, and I hope you're the one who's gonna make him happy".
A bitter smile rose from Fauzi's lips, as if one hand had touched his heart as his mind remembered the last words in his voice.
"Dad...! how bengong aja?", Thalita pulled Fauzi's arm and disperse his daydream.
"Oh.iya, dear" replied Fauzi.
"Let's eat first, Dad...! Thalita laper", whine the boy.
"O yeah, let's order some food, Thalita, what do you want to eat?" ask Fauzi.
"Fries are the same ice cream" Thalita said as she pulled her father to the customer's desk that Afifa and Nadia had used.
Fauzi followed him, his eyes fixed on two bowls of meatballs still intact and a phaper bag lying on the table. Fauzi took it, looked around the parcel wrapped neatly with wrapping paper and engraved a handwriting that read "For Kak Ahmad Farid Al ghifari". Fauzi raised his head, looking for the figure of the owner of the name on the parcel, but he did not find it either.
A waiter came to pick up the bowl of the untouched meatball, and asked Fauzi for an order. Before long the order came and Thalita ate it cheerfully, while Fauzi only saw her daughter while twirling the gift in front of her, and guess what was the contents of the gift and who wanted to give it to Farid?
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"Anti...! wait...!" shouted Nadia half-running behind Afifa who almost reached where his motorbike was partitioned. But Afifa did not stop until his feet were right in front of the bike.
Breathing hard as she ran through the sun, Nadia came before Afifa. "Anti..., actually...what happened?" he said in his breath.
Afifa paused for a moment and turned her body. "Nadia.., there was a time when Anti didn't tell you everything yeah, this is Anti's personal matter, Anti's household problem.and..."
"But unfortunately, that problem Nadia already knew the source, An!, now...Anti can no longer cover it to the family as before. Pa Eyang and Ma Eyang should also know that Anti is no longer living in Uncle's house".
"But, Nad.., Anti only temporarily stayed at Umi's house, until the Anti test was completed.
"For what? what does staying at Umi have to do with Anti? Can't Anti stand living with Uncle anymore?"
"Nad!...Nadia...Anti just wanted to rest at Umi's house", said Afifa while raising both hands, so that Nadia did not think further.
"Until when? until Uncle actually married Wulan?" nadia asked again, making Afifa's mouth stop talking to hear her words.
"Deg...!" There was a big bang that seemed to break Afifa's heart when she heard Nadia's last words. "Is that true?" he said in his heart. "Is that really the reason Kak Aji kicked me out of the house? is he really going to marry Madam Wulan? Strengthen this heart", Afifa's mind continues to rage, speculating on all the problems that are befalling her at the moment.
Afifa was bowed before Nadia, holding back her heart, as well as tears that almost fell from her place.Unless they realized, a man had accidentally heard all their chatter, even though he had just heard all the talk, standing behind those who were only blocked by the street vendor's wagon.
"Anti...! talk everything out with Pa Eyang, Ma Eyang and also Anti's parents, lest this drag on, Nadia will support all Anti's decisions" Nadia said, her body approaching, then hugged Afifa who was still silent and downcast, not felt, the tears fell behind Nadia's embrace.
Nadia guided Afifa to the stainless chair that Afifa had sat in when she first came to this place, and re-embraced Afifa's shoulders. "Cry! if you really want to cry, do not hold back and replace it with a smile in front of everyone, Nadia knows...Anti-woman is strong, but. Behind the strength of a woman's heart, Sometimes tears are needed when the heart is not able to accommodate every pain that comes" said Nadia while patting Afifa's shoulder.
"Yes An, don't worry, Nadia will convey all the messages Anti" said Nadia with an encouraging smile.
Afifa nodded and smiled. "Anti go home first!", he said while standing.
"Yes, be careful, An!" Nadia stood up and hugged Afifa again. "May all be successful" Nadia let go of her embrace, "Anti..!!!", she shouted then while clenching her right hand in the style of a warrior to encourage.
Afifa also took the key of the motorcycle from the bag, then stopped and drove away leaving Nadia who was still staring at his departure.
The man stepped closer to Nadia, who was still standing in her place until Afifa's motorbike moved away and was no longer visible from before him. The man invited Nadia to sit on the chair earlier, they seemed to talk seriously, did not feel the chat both lasted until almost 30 minutes.
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On Monday, Fauzi returned to take Thalita to school, and Thalita would return to Wulan's house later in the day.
Afifa went back to school, for some reason, this morning her body was so limp, after she had taken out her entrails when she woke up this morning in the bathroom without being as familiar as Umi and Abi, who were both in the bathroom, Afifa did not want them to worry, whether this afternoon he would go to the Mayor's building and stay for two nights there.
Arriving at school he cleaned up all his needs for the afternoon departure later, not forgetting he asked permission as well as Do'a to the principal, his professional friends, as well as his beloved students.
As the time continued to roll, the afternoon came, Afifa said goodbye to Umi and Abi and her sisters, Abi had offered to take Afifa, but because the condition of Umi's legs were not yet healthy, also financial problems of course, eventually he had to be willing to go alone. Afifa carried a backpack containing leptops, books and change of clothes while there. An angkot stopped in front of Umi's house, Afifa immediately went up and waved to her family.
Arriving at the terminal, Afifa took a bus to the inn which was located not far from the Mayor's building, when it reached the intended place, Afifa's eyes went around, it turned out that the friends who would struggle like him had also arrived at that place, there was one sigh that disturbed his heart, he took a deep breath when he saw them delivered directly by his family, he said, her parents were even her husband, but Afifa immediately threw away that sense, she only remembered with her strong intention to fight and come to this place. he immediately looked for a room where he had been booked.
The night passed, he filled with studying for a while, then slept to rest his mind and heart, fortunately he quickly fell asleep, maybe because tired also after a long trip last afternoon.
In the morning, everyone prepared in black and white clothes, as well as Afifa. His current intentions were steady to meet a better future before him.
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Assalamualaikum Readers...
Sorry yesterday did not have time to write, hopefully this part can treat your longing for Afifa yes 😊
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