The Crown

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"Sir Raga, come home tonight. Who knows if the family needs a father."

"I have children and wives, but they're far away, Non."

"You want to take a leave of absence? There are two people who take care of me."

"It just so happens that my wife is pregnant, Non. Maybe I'll take time off when my wife wants to give birth."

"Oh, okay."

"I'm sorry."

Me and Arzhan nodded. Not long after Mr. Raga came out, the door to the room opened again.

"Dad." Chana runs towards Arzhan. His face looked sad to see his father's face battered. Her tiny hand rubbed Arzhan's face slowly.

"It's okay, Baby. Don't cry."

"illness?"

"No."

"It's bleeding, Dad. It must hurt."

"Why is daddy's face bruised, Mom?"

"Dad's out fighting the same bad guy to protect Mom, son."

"Father of super hero. If it's big I also want to be a super hero who takes care of Chana with Mom."

"Must, dong. You're Daddy's hotshot." Arzhan pulls Sakya's body and hugs her. Even with Chana who entered in Arzhan's arms.

The scenery I always wanted every time, every time, every day of all time.

Hope that happiness will come soon at least for the children. Although I know, the sin I have committed is very great, but I believe that God is forgiving. Whether it's forgiven or not, my obligation is to improve.

Today Arzhan did not go to work because of his injuries. He just accompanied us to breakfast below.

"What's wrong? Why do you seem to be thinking about something?" arzhan asked after the children left for school.

"Today I was supposed to have a meeting with a client, but the company's data is gone and I've got a finalty, Mas."

"It's all because of Alea, what she wants. In the beginning just give permission you marry, why now suddenly so try this."

"Maybe because he's jealous. Long time together does not rule out the possibility for the emergence of feelings."

"Khadija?"

Fateeh's lover suddenly came. This part. I don't know what he's going to do this time. Will he ask Fateeh and I to split the house?

"Assalamualaikum, Brother." She greeted me. I returned with a smile.

"Do I disturb your mornings?" tanyakanya.

Fateeh and Arzhan looked at me at the same time.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me?" ask them.

"It's not good to know."

"It just so happens. I mean, I don't mean anything. Lu, Sis?"

"Yes the guy I saw he wanted to get some fruit, why is he upset?"

I was breathing out. Then stand up to pick up pieces of fruit.

"I think I'm disturbing."

"It's not possible, just can not, do not talk to disturb continue. It means just come here casually and do not need to be stiff. If indeed visiting too early in the morning makes you feel bad for the owner of the house, it should indeed come a bit of a shadow. But since the relationship has come, yes, enjoy it. Want breakfast?"

Khadijah shook his head.

"Gue just wanted to say don't talk long."

"That's darling. My lips are still sore, please don't put oranges into pieces of fruit. Take the others."

I stood up and picked up another piece of fruit.

"Khadija, you came here not without purpose, right? What was? We should talk alone without them."

"No need, Brother. I came here to say goodbye to you."

"Satan? Where are you going?"

"I want to apologize, that's the first one. Back then I had made a fuss in this house. I would also like to thank you for your welcome at that time was amazing. Me and my family are really flattered and feel respected, but ...."

Khadijah and Fateeh stared at each other.

"Oh, do I have to split up with Kak Fateeh because we open the muhrim?"

Nah!

One green grape landed right on my eel.

"Fatee." Arzhan emphasized his voice.

I closed my eyes while setting my breath so as not to explode and fight with him. It could end Khadijah later.

"Continue, Khadijah." I invited him to continue his words.

"We cannot continue our relationship to a more serious level."

Whats?

Arzhan and I were both shocked to hear Khadija say.

"Although you are not a sodara, Fateeh Kak Iksia is everything. I asked him to keep his distance but Fateeh refused. She said that Iksia's sister was Mama's last will, so for anyone's sake she wouldn't go far from Iksia's sister."

Heat. My heart was hot to hear Khadija's words. Not angry or upset, but I am moved and happy.

Fateeh, who always pisses me off, turns out she's ....

"For that I chose to withdraw. I do not want to break your bond, only there are rules that we must obey when we decide to become a Muslim woman. I feel like your interactions are wrong, but I'm not forcing you to change them either. Don't want to keep seeing the same thing, so I'm backing away."

"Don't!"

Fateeh, Arzhan and Khadija were surprised by my spontaneous words.

"Women are as good as you, it would be a pity if released just like that. Khadijah, maybe I am still stupid in religious science, so I cannot limit what is permissible and what is not. Over time, God willing, we can change for the better. It just takes time but that doesn't mean it can't."

"I mean Lu?"

"Sister, Khadijah is a good woman. Sisters will need mothers like this. We keep our distance does not mean we can not love each other, right? We can still support each other without making physical contact. Anyway later we will definitely split up at the end either with whoever sister married, but releasing a woman as good as Khadija is a big mistake."

"Dad?"

"I need a woman as good as Khadijah to take care of my brother. I had to make sure that she was a much better woman than me or Mama. He can lead you in a better direction."

Fateeh. His shoulders moved downwards along with his sobbing.

"Khadija, tell your parents that we will come with a proposal. Soon you'll get married."

Khadijah's eyes glazed over, while Fateeh's cries grew louder.

"In exchange, let me hug brother. I'll replace Fateeh's role to keep Mama's last will."

Khadijah approached and hugged me. We were crying in a mood of happiness. Soon a new family member will be coming.

Mom ... Mom's second child is getting married. It might feel different if my mom was still there.