The Enemy Brings My Destiny

eps. 45

The playground looks very crowded, some small children running around chasing each other, making Ezar look angry and immediately ask the father to enter it.

After buying a ticket, Akhtar let Ezar play as he pleased with new friends in the play area, while Akhtar himself chose to sit on the bench that was not too far to supervise.

Not far from the position of Akhtar, a woman dressed in syar'i is also enjoying the beautiful scenery of the joy of children who are playing. The woman almost every day came to this playground, but only alone. He was happy to see the children to take away his longing for the baby who was far away in the capital. That woman is none other than Zahra.

A boy ran over and accidentally hit Zahra, leaving Zahra slightly off balance but quickly able to stand comfortably again.

Zahra's smile glimpsed at the boy standing before her with a gloomy face. The boy looked up at Zahra's face very fixed.

"Mommy. " The boy told Zahra.

Zahra squatted her height to that of a boy whose face was very handsome, and a little like someone but he forgot who.

"Mommy."

"Hi, honey. This is Auntie, not mommy. " Say Zahra with fingers rubbing gently on the cheeks of the boy.

"No, Mommy. Ezal miss mommy..." The little boy immediately hugged Zahra's neck tightly.

Well. It was Ezar, who thought that Zahra was his mommy or Azrinna. And Ezar's custom of embracing Azrinna was on his neck.

Zahra was confused, but had no other choice but to hold the little boy who mentioned his name by the call of Ezal.

He might bring the boy to meet his parents who are out of nowhere.

On another footing, Akhtar actually knew what was going on with his son because his eyes were watching Ezar's movements. But Akhtar chose to remain silent on the spot and only watched Ezar's interactions with the woman of his choice. She hoped that Zahra would be a loving mother to Ezar.

Akhtar rolled his gaze in the other direction because he felt that something was odd. And sure enough, it turned out that his vision was not wrong. There he saw his brother Azrinna is also a friend of Azrinna who had visited the house to accompany Azrinna. But what makes him most happy is that his little daughter has grown well and even looks very beautiful with the same covered clothes that Azrinna often wears.

Azrinna really educated her daughter well even from an early age.

Unknowingly, Akhtar's feet stepped close to them, making the two people very surprised due to his presence.

"Akhtar."

"You."

Zuhdi's facial reaction should not be asked again. The aura of hostility was immediately clearly reflected on the look on his face. Zuhdi immediately drew the hand of Azrinna's friend to leave from Akhtar's presence.

"I just want to see my daughter. Can't that be ?."

Akhtar's words made the footsteps of the couple stopped. Seeing the circumstances turn out to support his wishes, Akhtar walked up to them.

"Let me see him, we haven't seen him in a long time. "Chap Akhtar again.

They looked at each other and Zuhdi was seen nodding and after that Alchira who was being carried by Azrinna's friend was given to Akhtar.

Akhtar with a very happy heart immediately took over Alchira and landed his kiss on both cheeks of his daughter.

"Dad..." Call Alchira with her beautiful eyes looking at Akhtar's face.

One of the advantages that Alchira has and the same as Ezar is a strong memory.

"Al remember Daddy?." Akhtar asked confusedly.

"Hm. " Alchira nodded his head. His tiny hands also tightly hugged his Daddy's neck, just as Ezar, his older brother Alchira, often did.

"We'll wait here. " The words of Azrinna's friend seemed to give Akhtar time to take Alchira with him.

Akhtar nodded and stepped away carrying Alchira's petite body.

Akhtar spread his gaze looking for the whereabouts of Zahra who had been with Ezar. And found them sitting on the bench that had been occupied by Akhtar.

"Ezzar. " Akhtar's call made Ezar turn to him.

"Daddy. "

"Yes, my son. Come here, who Daddy brought. "

Ezar got off the bench and rushed over to the crouching Akhtar to lower Alchira to the ground. Although he does not know if Alchira can walk or not, but when viewed from the age of his daughter, Alchira should be able to walk. And it turned out to be true, Alchira was already able to walk.

"Baby Al's. " Ezar looks excited when he sees his sister. He ran and immediately hugged his little sister's body tightly.

"Mass." Alchira called her sister.

Hearing the call made Ezar a little confused and turned to Akhtar who was also shocked by Alchira's call to his brother.

"Alchira calls her Ezar, mas. " Akhtar explained.

"Rich mommy to Daddy?." Ezar said innocently while glancing towards Zahra who had joined.

Akhtar looked at Zahra and vice versa. For a moment the gazes of the two locked each other inside. Akhtar published his smile and it turned out to make Zahra become misbehaved and then look at his head.

Ezar looked back at his sister's beautiful face wrapped in a simple pink hijab, just like the color of his clothes.

"Baby Al wants to play ?." Ask Alchira.

" Yes." Yeah."

"Come, come with Ezar. " Ezar holding his sister's hand walked to the game rides, leaving Akhtar and Zahra still in place.

Letting his two children play, Akhtar sat back on the bench while continuing to watch them.

" Sit down." He said to Zahra.

Zahra looked doubtful but sat down next to Akhtar.

"They're your kids ?."

"Yes. "

"They look a lot like you. "

"Yes, but my daughter is a little bit like her mother, very pretty. " Akhtar said still with eyes watching how his children played there.

"But from their reactions, do they rarely meet?, they stay separated ?." Zahra also spoke without looking at Akhtar and was also still watching Akhtar's children playing.

"Yes, they've been separated for over a year. Ezar is with me and Alchira lives with her mommy. "

Zahra glanced at Akhtar. "Didn't your wife have died when your son was a baby ?." Zahra asked curiously. Because according to his Abah, if Akhtar's wife had died when their child was a baby.

"The story is very long. But it is clear that Ezar and Alchira had different mothers. "

"You ever remarry, and have a daughter ?."

"No. "

"Then ?."

Akhtar turned his head and stared fixedly at Kyai Anwar's shady face. "You sure you want to hear it?."

"I'm curious. " Said Zahra softly without looking at the interlocutor, as his focus was already on the two sons of Akhtar again.

Akhtar turned his face away from Zahra's and turned to his laughing sons while playing.

"When my wife was allowed to go home after Ezar's birth in the hospital, our car was hit. A girl accidentally got hit and fell into a coma, while my wife was dead at the scene.

Two weeks after my wife's death, the girl regained consciousness but she had amnesia due to the accident. And, because of the idea of my cousin, taking advantage of her circumstances, making her a mother to Ezar as well as my wife.

You know I'm a convert, right ?." Akhtar asked and was nodded by Zahra's head.

"Well, before I converted to Islam I didn't believe in God and belief, because my parents didn't have a religion either.

Well, that's why I became the jerk who ruined the girl's future. I made her like a wife and, worse, I gave her a special medicine so that her memory would never come back so that I would never lose it.

But when she was declared pregnant and had a weak pregnancy, I stopped giving her the drug so that in a few months it turned out her memory immediately returned. Even after giving birth, she immediately went back to her family and left our infant daughter." Akhtar told a long story with Azrinna.

Akhtar did not know that Zahra was surprised and shed tears several times. A sense of tightness filled the recesses of his heart as if he had felt the pain felt by the girl Akhtar had tricked. The girl must be willing to lose her future when she is conscious and must face the fact that she is already a mother without any marriage ties. It's really sad about her story, and almost the same as she's been through. But really, what the girl experienced was more painful than what she experienced.

"Zahras. "

Zahra turned towards Akhtar with tearful eyes. "Then, why is your daughter with her mother ?." Zahra asked with a sharp eye to Akhtar's face.

"The instinct of a mother. He asks Alchira to come with him. And, now that I know, even though Alchira is my own flesh and blood, Alchira still does not speak with me. He was born out of my dirty deeds in the past. The great sin I know is adultery."

"Yes, of course it is adultery and a great sin. "

"Yes." Yeah." Akhtar looked down full of regret for his actions in the days of jahiliah.

"Zahra."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Do you still want to accept me after hearing my past ?." Ask Akhtar still hope if Zahra will forgive his past.

"From the beginning Abah said about your good intentions, I was still confused as well. Especially after hearing your story, my doubts grew stronger.

I don't want to judge your past, do I. Because I also have bad memories in my past."

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