Tafakur Love Mualaf

The Truth

Fiha stepped out his foot, heading to the surgeon's room. There are many vaults of patients, who have been treated in the hospital. Fiha will use the opportunity, at his best.

"Dok, ouch, my stomach hurts a lot." said Fiha.

"Let's get in here." The doctor helped fill in the body of Fiha, who was standing in the doorway.

"Dok, actually my stomach relapsed because of heart surgery" said Fiha.

"Oh that, must often do a re-examination (check up) and also take medication at the recovery stage" replied the doctor.

"Doc, about who donated the heart in August" said Fiha.

"Why are you asking this. Of course it can not be mentioned one by one." replied the doctor.

"Is there someone who is carrying a donor heart, for a patient named Fiha" Fiha said.

"I don't know, let me check the safe." replied the doctor.

When the doctor held onto the patient's data, a knock on the door suddenly sounded. The doctor immediately opened it, and it turned out to be Hasbi.

"Sorry Doc, I'm the brother of someone who's looking for a heart donor for Fiha. Could I have seen it firsthand, because she's been missing for a long time" Hasbi said.

"All right, I'll tell you. I think it's a good time, Aqila has died. I still keep, the letter that has been entrusted by him." replied the doctor.

Aqila and Hasbi opened the letter, then read it together. They also held back tears, which were about to come out. Not knowing that Aqila had donated her heart.

"Hasbi, when you read this letter, maybe I'm not there anymore. Forgive me for ruining our pure friendship, for tucking in feelings for you. I'm so happy to be able to donate my heart to Fiha. At least, I won't find you sad anymore. I can also be in Fiha, and be the one you love. My heart is there, please look at Fiha. I will no longer be jealous. I can't explain, the point is I'm very happy. Thank you for all your life, you've brought colors for me."

"Aqila, why are you doing this for me." Fiha sobbed, until the clear water dripped onto the paper.

"Don't regret what happened, the way to thank him is to take care of what he gave." Hasbi grabbed his shoulders.

Fiha buried his head, on the chest of Hasbi's field. Her little lips clenched, without wanting to say more. His saliva was still blocked, to simply wet his lips.

The two of them had arrived at the grave, it didn't take much longer. The two-wheeled vehicles that Hasbi has, are quite fast in moving forward.

"Hasbi, I still want to learn to teach with him. From the beginning I was jealous, with the religious knowledge possessed by Aqila." said Fiha.

"Yes, baby, but I'm really lost" said Fiha.

"It's not just you, but Ali is the one who will be more depressed. He had a crush on Aqila for a long time, and now fate is showing this reality." Hasbi replied.

Fiha felt guilty, as if he had stolen the opportunity for Ali. If not because he has heart cancer, certainly will not hinder the possibility of them united. But he also understood, it was not him who wanted to give birth to a bad destiny.

"Now it's noon, let's go home." Hasbi asked.

"Yes dear." replied Fiha.

Hasbi had walked first, then felt no Fiha beside him. He stopped, just looking back. Fiha was sitting down, seemingly very tired.

"Darling, why don't you walk again?" ask Hasbi.

Fiha smiled meaningfully. "I'm tired baby, you carry me yes."

Hasbi sat crouching, then Fiha climbed onto his back. They went home together, on a motorcycle. Not long ago it arrived, and greeted Yunah with a towel. The Fiha hijab looks wet, due to the small rain stubs.

"Fiha, let's go inside the house." Yunah grabbed his shoulders.

"Yes, Mom." Fiha stepped out his foot, along with Yunah's.

"Had Hasbi, why are you cold to me." Yunah exclaimed.

"Sorry Mom, we just went to Aqila's tomb" Hasbi replied, bluntly.

"What's? Innalillahi Wa'innailaihi Raji. Why not tell Mom." Yunah to the point of holding her chest, was devastated when she heard the news.

"I'm sorry ma'am, because this is only known." Hasbi replied.

"Aqila, why are you leaving so fast, son." His gaze was bitter, while squeezing his fingers.

"Mother, there are times when going unprepared and without saying goodbye." Fiha rubbed his mother-in-law's back.