Tafakur Love Mualaf

The Tear Port

Fiha spoke inwardly, sitting contemplating on top of the school attic. There is no way, to ask for help. Support his chin, with a running mind. The highest floor of the building is rarely visited except occasionally.

Now it seems that the world wants to give a final surprise. I have to go through every storm, the test that's coming. Whether or not the world considers me to exist, God will still consider me to exist. He can appreciate my labor, which has held fast.

"Fiha, don't be sad" he said.

"We can't get out, I don't have a cell phone. No way, we've been here all night." replied Fiha.

They were there for a long time, but there was no sign of the door opening. It's the same, keep the door locked.

The clock back home from college had arrived, Hasbi was walking slowly. Fiha pointed at Hasbi who was below, trying to show him to Ali. Fiha was about to shout, but Ali shut his mouth.

"Why did you forbid me to call him?" ask Fiha.

"Fiha, if he sees us here it will lead to misunderstanding. Better to ask for help, to someone else." replied Ali.

"You mean, Hasbi's starting to not believe anymore?" ask Fiha.

"You're right, that's how I feel" Ali replied.

Fiha leaned against the wall. "What's so right, I can hardly believe it."

"You must not be fragile, the main focus is to heal yourself" replied Ali.

Aqila goes to Fisbi Boutique, she accidentally meets Yunah. There Aqila also helped Yunah, who was busy taking care of the large shop.

"Aqila, I'm glad you're here. It's been a long time, you didn't come here." Yunah said.

"Yes ma'am, I'm busy." replied Aqila.

"What's college assignment lately raiding?" Yunah smiled.

"Not really, I have business with someone" Aqila replied.

"Who is that, your future husband is." joked Yunah.

Hasbi suddenly appeared, carrying a tray. "Someone I'm Mom, we often discuss things together."

"Well, it turns out you have a relationship as good as this." said Yunah.

Hasbi sat down next to her mother. "Mom just found out, wasn't it like this before."

"Oh yeah, Fiha where's Hasbi?" ask Yunah.

"Fiha is still on campus." replied Hasbi.

"Why not go home together?" ask Yunah.

"Because when I wanted to go to her class, I heard some people talking. He said Fiha and Ali left the final lesson, so I didn't bring him home together. I immediately set foot into the parking lot, and went home with Aqila." Hasbi explained, long and wide.

In the afternoon, Hasbi was still alone at home. Yunah, however, had not yet returned from the store. He was astonished, why Fiha had not returned.

"Fiha where it is, what time is it." Hasbi murmured softly.

Hasbi called her number, but was not picked up either. Hasbi was still trying to contact, and then decided to leave. He wanted to find her, to the college room.

Hasbi got into the Economy class, but saw no one. He searched again, all over the campus.

"Yahoo...!" Hasbi shouted, as he walked towards the attic direction door.

Fiha and Ali were both shocked, when they heard Hasbi's voice calling out to Fiha. The door that was locked from the outside, started to be hit by Hasbi.

"Ali, let's call it Hasbi. I don't want to stay locked up here." said Fiha.

"Well don't, it'll just let him know. I don't want to, if he thinks anything." replied Ali.

"But, we're both here not much better" Fiha said.

"This time, please follow my words. This is also for the sake of your relationship and Hasbi." replied Ali.

"I will try to be quiet, let him not know where I am" Fiha said.

"Good, you have made the right decision" Ali replied.

Hasbi sat on the stairs, his mind already reflected on their togetherness. Both of his eyes were watching, Ali and Fiha's bags were inside the classroom.

”Fiha, is it true that you are now spending time with my best friend. Where your heart as a wife, goes without husband's permission. You said you always wanted to be by my side. You said you loved me. But, in fact, now you're comfortable with other men. Choosing a place to rest, with the person closest to me.” Inner Hasbi, muttering.

Hasbi immediately moved away from the highest floor. Fiha endured the pain in his head and chest, while sobbing. To be honest, she wanted to hug her husband Hasbi.