The Pursuit of Fatimah Love

A miserable departure and arrival

Chapter 23

Fatimah looked at the body of the Umi, tears kept pouring down her face. He also sat next to Umi Zahira while stroking the back of his hand that looked thinner.

"Umi, awake! It's me Fatimah, Umi!" Fatimah kissed the back of Umi Zahira's hand with her back shaking violently, as it held back her sobs.

"Fatimah, don't cry! Umi does not need your tears, she needs our children's do'a" whispered Ilham, while embracing Fatimah's shoulder trying to calm her.

"I'm sorry, Fatimah who can't resist sadness" said Fatimah, rubbing her tears. With great care Fatimah lowered the hand of Umi Zahira held in her hands, she kissed the forehead of the Umi affectionately.

Fatimah recites the holy verses of the Qur'an. As strongly as possible she held back the tears, tightness and fear in her heart. In the midst of the confusion they read the Qur'an, suddenly Umi Zahira's fingers moved.

"Repaint ...." Call Fatimah to hold Umi Zahira's hand.

"B-Fatimah ...." Umi Zahira said in a stern voice.

"Yes Umi, this is Fatimah!" Fatimah said with her riverbed eyes and wet her cheeks again.

Umi Zahira opened her eyes slightly, smiling thinly at Fatimah. He raised his hand to touch Fatimah's face. Sobbing, Fatimah brought Umi Zahira's hand to her face and kissed the hand of the woman who had given birth and raised her.

Umi Zahira looked at my husband and children, back a thin smile engraved on her lips, seen her lips began to move saying something that made Fatimah's tears more swift.

Two sentences of shahadah spoken clearly and smoothly from the mouth of Umi Zahira. Wanting Fatimah to shout calling the name of the Umi, she immediately embraced the body of the Umi who is now lifeless. Haji Maulana and Ilham rubbed their tears. Arman got up straight from his seat, and stepped away from them.

"I'm sorry Umi, the pain for so many years has now turned into hurt and resentment" Arman said softly, and immediately stepped away from the hospital.

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Fatimah sat pensively on the back porch of the house with a picture frame of Umi Zahira in her hand. Every now and then she rubbed her tears, she tried to hold back the tightness that was now squeezing in her chest.

Afif watched his wife with a faint look and a rumbling heart. There was sadness and regret on his face.

"I'm sorry, can not give happiness to you Fatimah" said Afif Lirih, he immediately turned his wheelchair into the room.

Afif grabbed his phone, while taking a rough breath he typed a message for someone.

[I accept your offer, come later in the afternoon ]

[ Ready, My dear😘 ].

Afif was silent for a moment, not feeling warm circles wet his face, his heart felt very sick to imagine that Fatimah would be hurt and hate him. Something very scary for him.

The time that Afif feared had come. That afternoon, a Ferrari luxury car with a bright red color parked perfectly in the yard of the house they rented. A beautiful woman with a glamorous and sexy look got off the car.

Afif's heart was pounding more and more, he swallowed his saliva rough, as the sexy woman's steps drew closer. Perhaps this afternoon he will get blasphemy and hatred from Fatimah. However, he had no other choice, all for the good of Fatimah's life.

Fatimah and bi Rina stared intently at the woman who was getting closer to them, revealing a smile on her red lips.

"Nabila" said Fatimah staring at the woman who was none other than Nabila.

"Hallo Fatimah, nice to see you again" Nabila said with a slanted smile looking at Fatimah with a disgusted face.

"Fatimah, there's nothing to do with you, Nabila.!" Sergey Afif, make Nabila laugh.

"Oh yeah baby, I'm here to pick you up, nothing to do with him!" Nabila said, as he stepped closer to Afif with a mocking smile to Fatimah. Made Fatimah choked and felt a rumble in her chest.

"Hi, take your disgusting hand off my arm!" Hardik Nabila with a reddened face, tried to release his hand from the grip of Fatimah's hand.

"You're really shameless Nabila,! why are you still chasing my husband?" Shouted Fatimah no less fierce.

"Bod*h woman, now she is your husband, but soon she will divorce you!"

Deg ....

Nabila's words made Fatimah speechless for a moment, she immediately stared fixedly at Afif with teary eyes. His chest was tight, he could not believe what he had just heard. Seen a triumphant smile on Nabila's face, he threw Fatimah's hand violently.

"Mas, please explain to me, what does that mean?" Fatimah asked, with her chest rising and falling because of the tightness she felt. He stared alternately at Afif and Nabila.

"You better explain now, baby! Let this village woman immediately know her position" Nabila said, while approaching and holding a friendly shoulder Afif.

"When you let me talk to Fatimah" Afif said with an agitated face, he did not dare to return Fatimah's gaze.

"Well, I hope your conversation doesn't take too long, because I can't stand the air in this house!" Nabila whispers that can be heard by Fatimah. He stepped up with a triumphant smile leaving the two of them.

Afif took a rough breath, trying to neutralize his heart. He really did not dare to look at Fatimah. Lost is already his courage, when his neutrals meet the net that makes him fall in love every day.

"Tell me honestly, my dear, what have you planned? And do you still love each other?" Fatimah asked with a voice that began to tremble. Tears were no longer able to hold, making Afif feel pain and sadness.

"Sit, Fatimah! We're going to talk about this" Afif was forced to look at Fatimah. It was very desirable for him to bring the woman he loved so much into his arms, wiping away his tears. But it was impossible, because of Fatimah's hurt and sorrow for her actions.

"Say, Mas!" Urged Fatimah, when she was sitting in front of Afif. As strongly as possible she prepared her heart to hear hurtful words from her husband's mouth.

"I'm sorry Fatimah, I love you so much, but it seems like my love only makes your life suffer" Afif said in a raucous voice, he threw away his gaze, leaving behind his eyes, not daring to look at Fatimah who was now staring at him with a closer distance.

"Can you explain it? What makes me suffer living with you?" Fatimah asked with tears running down her face.

Afif flinched, he stared fixedly at Fatimah.

"Fatimah, you are too perfect for me and what has happened is not fair for you!" afif replied with an increasingly agitated face.

Fatimah took a breath and closed her eyes for a moment. He tried to neutralize his completely erratic heart and tried to hold back the warm circles to stop wetting his face.

"Well, if you can't say it, I won't force it"

"Now, what decision will you make for the continuation of our marriage?"

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The story I hang, honestly I myself nyesek nulis this chapter😢.

What decision will Afif make?

Can Fatimah accept the reality of all this?

What does Nabila offer, so Afif has to hurt Fatimah?

Wait for the answer in the next chapter🤗🙏.