Seikhlas Love Afifa 2

Don't Close Your Heart...

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Wulan was still silent in front of Doctor Faqih's desk, "Let me think first," that was all she said when Faqih restated the same feelings as 10 years ago to her. because there are so many things that he must consider, maybe this time it is no longer a matter of love or feelings for someone, considering he is no longer alone.

Being a mother and bearing the status of a widow with the bitter wounds of life that she has lived so far the consequences of her own stupidity is very heavy for her, not just the sincerity of one's love, but the sincerity of one's love, but will the family of the man who is ready to accept him now also accept him?, the fear comes again, when he remembers 7 years ago, he said, where the wife and family of Mas Kadar ex-husband sirihnya insulted him, until he really fell to the bottom of the valley slump, and no one who became a support himself to just lean. Only his daughter was able to make him rise again. By falling awake He must be a mother and father figure at once, making a living by armed with his abilities to become what he is today.

"Alright, I will always be faithful waiting for your decision," Faqih said, trying to stretch out his hand to hold Wulan's hand stored on his desk, but Wulan immediately pulled his hand down while bowed. "I'm sorry..," Faqih said later.

Wulan raised her head, looked into the eyes of Faqih who continued to pay attention to her, saw clear puddles on both of her eyelids, making Faqih feel full looking at her.

"I'm sorry, for being so presumptuous to re-express my feelings, I should have known, from the beginning your heart would never be open to me, nor would it be right now, if you didn't want it, I won't force you" Faqih said with a sigh in his last sentence.

"No! That's not what I mean, I just feel for myself, I don't think I deserve your sincere love, given my previous rejection of you, also because of the twists and turns of my life that may not be accepted easily by your family, especially now that I am no longer alone." A drop of water escaped from both eyes.

"You are beautiful, you deserve to be loved, have children or not, you are still gracefully charming and will forever be beautiful. There is no need to curse yourself with bad luck, a dark past or a failed marriage, so you think no one will want to love you. That's incorrect.

You are surrounded by people who love you. Family, children, friends who are always there for you. Spread smiles, kindness, fill your days with positive activities. No result betrays effort, God has prepared a good surprise behind it all. Believe this.

No need to worry about the neighbors talking about your status, your past, your job, also about your marriage. It is their right to comment on your life, but your duty is to continue living a better life than yesterday.

Don't close your heart to accept love from new people, you deserve to be loved, you deserve to be happy, because honestly, my true love for you never lessened one bit, just like ten years ago," Faqih said those words at length, according to his current peofesia, whose words are always a motivation for patients who incidentally have complex problems that they are unable to solve until it ends with a mental disruption of someone.

Wulan looked back at Faqih's wise eyes before her, still with her wet eyes, a smile began to fall from her lips.

Faqih nodded convincingly then said, "You don't need to answer my request at this time, think about everything I just said, if you're ready, then come back to me." He said, making Wulan really smile this time.

Ashar prayer reverberated, all patients gathered at the mosque to perform the Ashar prayer congregation, including his father Wulan. It has become a daily routine. Here, the healing of one's soul is not only in theory, but rather how they can better know their God through religious rituals that are inserted at all times.

"Yes, I want to go to the mosque with the others, Do you want to pray here?"

"No thank you, it just so happens that today I'm not praying, thank you for everything you've done for my father, and thank you, too, for still keeping that feeling for me," Wulan's speech made Faqih smile with Wulan's last words, which signaled the opportunity for her hope was now getting bigger.

"O yeah..When can my dad come home?" ask Wulan.

"He's almost a hundred percent healthy, InsyaAlloh can go home soon, I'll take care of the files, so that next week, you can pick up your father."

"Waalaikum salam" Faqih replied.

Wulan took the time to meet his father first in front of the Hospital mosque, after saying goodbye to him he returned home.

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Playsback 10 years ago...

Adhitama, as soon as his friends called him, he was a member of OSIS at his school who had above average intelligence, it was only fitting that he was always called the genius Adhitama, he said, when he entered the eleventh grade he was one class with Wulan, they were very close, to become friends.

As they move up to the twelfth grade, a cross-class occurs, and Fauzi and Johan are in one class with Wulan and Adhitama.The four of them share a friendship, despite a love triangle between them, Fauzi who is sometimes slengean and good at getting along with everyone, but never associated with one woman even at school makes Wulan interested and put aside the taste that has long been owned by Adhitama for him. so when Adhitama declares his love, Wulan resolutely rejects him and chooses to pursue Fauzi's love.

While Johan's family background is located but lack of attention from both parents and sometimes mingling with street children a little bit much has influenced the mindset and lifestyle of Fauzi, Fauzi, he was also lapsed into negative things that caused them both to be stamped as bad boys, and at that time, it was Adhitama who always came to defend both of them, so too in every difficulty they had in their lessons.

Playsback...

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"Antiii...!" call Nadia while running to Afifa's room with a cell phone in her hand to be shown to Afifa, and without permission just open the door of Afifa's room that is not locked.

Afifa was aghast, he immediately pushed Fauzi's body that was holding him on the sofa. His face flushed with embarrassment, as if caught stealing. Another case with Fauzi, he seemed relaxed when his nephew who came suddenly entered with a beaming face and caught his actions.

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