The Pursuit of Fatimah Love

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Chapter 50

"Where did you get it?" Did you meet her?" Fatimah asked, looking at Mark, there was anger and sadness in her bead.

Mark nodded, making a clear circle flow on Fatimah's cheeks without being prevented.

"Darling," called Grace softly and directly carried Fatimah into her arms.

"Please tell him, I'm not going to open this box!" adamantly Fatimah while wiping away her rough tears and releasing Grace's embrace.

"Give this box back to him, I won't receive it until anytime!" Fatimah said with a reddened face, she immediately got up from her seat and without excuse she left them.

Mark and Grace were stunned. They did not believe that seeing Fatimah would be this angry. In fact, just leave them.

"My aunt has to go after Fatimah! I'm afraid that something bad will happen to her!" Mark said with a face full of worry and immediately ran over without waiting for an answer from Grace. He picked up the red box on the table and put it in his pocket.

Grace soon catches up with Mark while carrying Mark's little bag left on the table. While running he called Alex.

Mark looked at Fatimah who kept running regardless of her call. "Fatimah, wait!" mark shouted, making Fatimah continue to run fast, while rubbing the clear circles that continue to flow on her cheeks.

A broken heart and a feeling of dread, made Fatimah not care about the circumstances around.In fact, Mark's cry was not heard at all. He kept running until the end ....

"Nr ...."

"Fatimah, watch out!"

Fatimah felt her body float like cotton and suddenly crashed hard, making her body feel very sick and crumpled. He heard Mark's screams calling his name.

There was a hysterical cry in his ears, he felt many people surrounding his body. Between conscious and not, he was like hearing the sobs of a woman who was none other than Grace. A soft and burly hand hugged his body and instantly it all felt dark to him.

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Fatimah looked around her. Now he is in a field of land in green grass with many flowers that decorate it.

The scenery is very beautiful and pampering the eyes of Fatimah, added with fragrant fragrance from the flowers around it. He saw the surroundings so quiet, only a few butterflies with a variety of very beautiful colors, seen them alight to some flowers just to suck the nectar there. Nectar which is a sweet liquid from flowers that are commonly absorbed by bees. There was also the sound of a very sweet bird.

Fatimah was amazed and smiled at the surrounding scenery that greatly spoiled her sense of sight. His heart felt very peaceful. He stepped onto one of the beautiful butterflies in three colors, which was perched on one of the sunflowers.

Without difficulty, fatimah easily picked up the beautiful butterfly while smiling again. However, his face turned sad. He thought, does having a beautiful wing color guarantee the happiness of the butterfly?.

Fatimah very gently rubbed and removed the butterfly which was now perched on another plant. Fatimah looked up at the clear blue sky, as if a very white cloud was dancing across the sky and birds flapping their wings, flying freely in the sky.

The clear sky suddenly looked cloudy, the white clouds were now dark covering the increasingly dim sky. Until finally the water stub from the sky felt soaked the face and body of Fatimah with a face that was still looking up at the sky that was covered with black clouds.

The whirring of the water was now increasingly swift, Fatimah closed her eyes enjoying the rain that continued to wet her body and face. He bit his lips withstanding the rain which felt very hard falling on his face.

However, the rain suddenly stopped making Fatimah open her eyes. He frowned, when he saw a white umbrella right above his head. He immediately turned to look at the figure of the umbrella holder.

Fatimah was stunned to see a smile that she had long missed. Her eyes looked teary as the figure gently and affectionately took out her handkerchief and dried her wet face with rainwater.

"Mas Afif," called Fatimah.

The figure just smiled gently and embraced Fatimah's shoulder with her right hand and the umbrella that was in her left hand, inviting Fatimah to step away from the place.

While walking, Fatimah continued to stare in disbelief with a figure that was without distance from her body. In fact, he could smell the distinctive scent of the figure he saw as Afif.

Very strange, Fatimah was unable to resist when her body was touched by Afif. The embrace of the Afif provides warmth and comfort throughout the body and space of his soul.

Until finally, they arrived at a minimalist house surrounded by parks and small rivers, sounding splashing water from a fish pond that is right in the park.

Now that Afif and Fatimah were on the porch, Fatimah was still silent, trying to digest what was happening. The field is so beautiful, the figure of Afif suddenly present in the rain, as if giving warmth to him and now they are in a minimalist house that is very comfortable.

"Never challenge the rain, even if it's a very pleasant thing." The figure of Afif said, while looking fixedly at Fatimah. The warm gaze made Fatimah hypnotized with a longing for the figure before her.

"I used to hate playing in the rain, because it could make me get a fever. But, from today on I like her a lot, in fact, I will challenge her," Fatimah replied without hesitation, getting more and more clingy to Afif's gaze.

"Rain has brought you back to me" said Fatimah, courageously closing her body to Afif.

"Please, don't go again! I miss you so much" said Fatimah again in a raucous voice, a feeling of tightness squeezing her chest.

"The longing will disappear with time" replied Afif as he continued to smile and gently caress Fatimah's face.

Fatimah was silent at Afif's reply. "Are you going to break your promise?" Fatimah asked with eyes that began to creek.

"Your tears are very painful for me. My presence will only make you suffer more." Afif's words made the tributary flow profusely on Fatimah's cheeks.

"Don't cry anymore! Open your eyes and heart, there is someone waiting for you and ready to make you happy" Afif said in a calm voice. He wiped away Fatimah's tears gently.

"Forget me! Look and see your future." Afif said as he kissed Fatimah's forehead gently.

With a smile, Afif slowly let go of Fatimah's hand. Suddenly Afif's body was drawn backwards, further away from Fatimah.

Fatimah wanted to chase after Afif, but her legs felt very heavy. His tongue felt so faint that he was unable to say anything.

As powerful as Fatimah against everything, until finally he can run after Afif who has disappeared somewhere.

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What is Fatimah experiencing?

Did Fatimah survive ?

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