Seikhlas Love Afifa 2

One Mistake...

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Faqih smiled, "And I am also ready to be a Father to your daughter, Although I know, Thalita's presence is one mistake you have made in the past with Fauzi, but..., I will accept it like my own son." said Faqih, without realizing a child was standing listening to their words in front of the entrance to the living room.

"Shelf...!!!" the flower that was standing on the small table beside the entrance, fell because of the movement of Thalita's hand that turned from there and was about to run towards her room.

Wulan gasped in shock, as did Physician Faqih, "Darling? since when are you here?" asked Wulan when she realized that with her daughter, the child was standing looking questionably at her.

Thalita seemed to flinch at her mother's question. "Thalita.., just go to your room, Mother," he said as he ran to his private room.

"Eh, honey wait...!" Wulan got up from her seat and followed her daughter's steps, then swiftly held the child's arm to stop running, "You're fine, aren't you, darling?" he said while groping his daughter's face, full of worry.

"Thalita is not papa, Mother.., Thalita just wants to go to the room," said the child slowly.

"Darling..honey.., wait!" Wulan held back Thalita's steps, turned her back, and squatted down on the boy's fingers, "Did you hear all Doctor Faqih's words just now?" ask Wulan.

Thalita fell silent and bowed, patiently waiting for her daughter's answer by holding her arm, then slowly the child raised his head, and looked at her mother's eyes, "Is Thalita's presence a mistake, Mother?" he asked slowly, it appeared that the child's eyes had begun to glaze over.

"Oh.., no dear, everything is not as you think, Mother loves you very much, as well as Dad," Wulan said while hugging her daughter's small body. "Come, baby, let's talk for a second!" Take Wulan, but Thalita just fell silent. "Oh dear.., Mother knows you can understand this situation, Mother will explain everything to you, so that you do not misunderstand."

Faqih who understood the situation, clearly feeling guilty with all his words, stood up and approached Wulan and her daughter. "Thalita dear, forgive Uncle.., Uncle does not mean to hurt you, Uncle dear to Thalita, and about Uncle said earlier, you do not need to think about it, which is important now, so that you will not have to think about it, everyone loves you. And you know what? the birth of a child has been defined by the almighty, when and how he was born, including you, You will forgive Uncle?" ask Faqih while grabbing the child's hand. "Look at Uncle's eyes! is there a lie from Uncle's eyes, that Uncle really loves you and your mother?"

Thalita began to raise her head, looking fixedly at the eyes of the Man before her. Slowly he nodded, Then Wulan guided Thalita to the guest chair to talk for a while with herself as well as Doctor Faqih of course.

The boy sat side by side with Wulan. Looking at the awkwardness of his face, however Thalita was a child who was smart enough to understand all the situations that were happening at the moment. Although he felt that there was one strange thing, but he also still wanted happiness for his mother.

"Honey..., you heard what Doctor Faqih said just now, didn't you?" ask Wulan carefully. Thalita nodded. "Sound Mother! You are the single most valuable treasure in Mother's life, Mother's life will be meaningless without your presence" said Wulan. "Maybe it was Mother's fault in the past, but believe me, Your Presence, is precious to Mother." Wulan re-hugged her daughter from the side, and kissed her forehead long enough, unfeeling, hot liquid coming out of her eyelids.

"Thalita.., Thalita only remembered everything that friends had said about Mother and Thalita, and at this time, Thalita only knew, if all that was true," Say the child while bowing.

"I'm sorry, Mommy, Forgive all your mistakes," Wulan could no longer hold back her tears, "your mother was so stupid, Mommy did not think long, and now, she said, you also get the impact of Mother's mistakes, Forgive Mother, Dear..," Wulan continued to cry and sob while hugging the child. As a child Thalita was not able to stem his tears, the liquid also flowed along the river on the cheeks of the child.

Faqih looked at the mother and child before him, until he did not feel he shed tears.

The atmosphere of silence was created for a while, until the stuffing of Wulan and Thalita slightly subsided, and the adhan maghrib reverberated.

"We should pray first!" Said someone with a slightly hoarse bass voice who had already stood watching the three of them.

The three turned to the source of the voice, "Dad?" wulan.

"Yes, I have heard everything, we should pray first now, so that everything is calm, Come on! you too, dear," Take Mr. Herman to Thalita, the boy nodded and got off the chair where he was sitting. The four of them carry out the Maghrib prayer obligation to congregate at the Wulan house.

After finishing with the ritual worship, everything was immersed in their respective do'a, not least Thalita, the child who is now being infested with disturbing emotions also bermunjatkan themselves to the creator, the creator, reciting do'a-do'a according to his ability.

Tonight Thalita continued to be silent, even she did not want to leave her room when offered dinner, finally with difficulty Wulan persuaded her and asked about her wishes, Thalita just said, want to go to the house of Mother Afifanya only. Faqih was still there at dinner, and happily, he wanted to take Thalita and Wulan to Fauzi's house. He also wants to meet Fauzi, his old friend who has not seen him for ten years.

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Afifa had just finished dinner with her husband. Fresh chicken soup with a sprinkling of celery and chives, combined with fried emping crackers and red sambel served there. All of that was the menu Afifa requested, and with great difficulty this afternoon Fauzi had to go to the traditional market to find the food Afifa wanted and Fauzi tried to cook it. But as usual, when the food was served, Afifa just looked at him lazily, various death persuasion was done by Fauzi so that his wife would eat.

"Mmmm..," Afifa shook her head, "so you are, you are vomiting" Afifa replied, covering her mouth with her hands.

Fauzi simply exhaled a rough breath, then fed the rice into his own mouth, then chewed it. He snorted angrily at the sight of his wife eating no more than four mouthfuls, recalling his struggle to present the meal at this dining table. Even the tomatoes that last night the result of his struggle until it was thought the thief had not been touched.

Seeing the annoyance in Fauzi's face, Afifa immediately leaned her head on her husband's shoulder. "Sir Aji don't get angry..." - whine Afifa, "it's not because of your wishes, is it baby?" afifa said while stroking her flat stomach.

"Hmmm..., who's angry? I'm just as giddy as your mother" replied Fauzi as he stroked Afifa's stomach as well. "Now, you have to ask your mother to drink milk, baby, so that you're healthy and strong in here," fauzi said again while bringing a glass of water closer to Afifa so that Afifa drank it.

Afifa lifted her head still leaning against Fauzi's shoulder, then looked up at her husband's smiling face while raising both eyebrows. He also sat down and drank.

"Awhile, I made the milk first" said Fauzi, his hand stroking his wife's head. Afifa nodded.

Fauzi deftly took the milk of pregnant women from the cupboard, then brewed it with warm water, and stored it in front of Afifa. "Well, I made you milk, baby, let your mother drink it, and don't make your mother take it out again, okay?" babble Fauzi, while standing beside his wife, his hand again stroked his wife's stomach, as if he was actually talking to his prospective baby in the stomach of Afifa.

Afifa smiled at her husband's behavior, then took a glass of milk in front of him and immediately drank it to the end. Afifa put the empty milk glass back on the table.

"Good boy" said Fauzi, peeping at Afifa's head. The two looked at each other and smiled.

Now Afifa is truly grateful, after two years of marriage which was filled with trials and trials, now she feels the sweetness of living in a household with a loved one who also loves her. Afifa stood facing her husband, a smile adorning her lips, she approached and wrapped her hands around her husband's waist, then leaned her head against Fauzi's chest. "Thank you, honey, I love you" she said behind her husband's chest.

Fauzi smiled and returned his wife's embrace, then kissed her head and said, "My love for you is much greater" he said slowly, then stretched his arms, his finger rubbed the rest of the milk that was on Afifa's lips, his right hand went down his wife's face, and his left hand was coiled around Afifa's slender waist, Fauzi raised Afifa's chin, and his, his face was fixed and landed a kiss on his wife's red lips.

The sound of a car roar that was heard stopping in front of his house stopped the action of the two who were expressing love in the kitchen room. The two let go of each other's embrace, then looked at each other questioningly, who came these nights? Afifa immediately took the instant veil from inside her room, then put it on, she followed her husband to the front door, and peeked at who had come behind the window curtain of her house. Before long the sound of his doorbell rang, Afifa immediately opened the door when she saw a child she knew coming down from the silver car.

"That's Thalita, Brother...!" afifa.

"Thalitian? what's the matter here tonight?" the two looked at each other, Fauzi immediately walked towards the gate and opened it. His gaze was only on his daughter, he reached out, was about to hug his daughter, but Thalita instead ran into the courtyard of the house and approached Afifa who was standing at the door, the boy slammed into Afifa's arms and tightly embraced Afifa's waist, long enough the boy fell silent and did not utter a word, leaving Afifa confused and clueless, so did Fauzi and the two people who drove him here.

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Assalamualaikum Readers. Sorry yesterday could not send a script, due to my limited time in the real world.

Please understand and pray so that everything is smooth and healthy 🙏.

Thank you for waiting for Afifa.

Keep likes, votes and comments, so that I keep the spirit to write 😊.

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By : Rahma Husnul.