THE STAR OF HEAVEN

PART 98'S

Farah POV

My body feels light floating. I slowly opened my eyes. All look white, as far as the eye can see. Everything feels clean, as if it knows no boundaries of space and time

Suddenly I was in a garden with a beautiful fish pond. The smell of flowers and wet grass spoils my sense of smell

"Papa.papa.."

My eyes squinted at a little girl running while carrying a doll. Seen in his eyes. The girl ran cutely with her little legs approaching a handsome man who immediately greeted her

"What's up, baby? Why crying?" The man's voice sounded soft and soothing to the recesses of my heart

"The kids are evil, Pa. They don't want to play Fa because Fa doesn't have a Mama.." Answer the little girl while sobbing

I also felt a tightness in my chest hearing the little girl's reply. The tears on her cheeks also hardened in rhythm with my tears that I did not realize came jumping out

It looked like the handsome man was holding the little girl and hugging her tightly. His face looked up trying to hold back the spilled water. Many times the man took his breath. After he calmed down, the man broke his embrace

"Don't cry. The Fa still has Papa who can be Mama for the Fa. Papa promised, the Fa will not lack the affection of Mama and Papa."

The man rubbed the little girl's tears while smiling gently. The little girl nodded slowly

"You want eskrim?"

The little girl's eyes looked bright. The little girl quickly nodded happily. As if I had forgotten her sadness. It was seen the two leaving while laughing and joking. Heart warms..I feel happy to see it

I blinked, and I was somewhere else. Reading room. I seem to recognize this room. But what concerned me was a teenage girl staring fiercely at the man before her.

The man I had seen with the little girl, but his face looked older though it did not diminish his good looks

"Why didn't Papa ever tell you that Mama actually left us?!" Asked the teenage girl with a reddened face

"Where do you know that?" Search the man with a slightly surprised face

"Fa saw the woman come to Papa's office to ask Papa back. Fa heard Papa said that he had asked for a divorce from a long time ago, leaving his husband and son because he did not want to live poor. But when Papa succeeds, he shamelessly comes back.."

"Fa.."

"Why didn't Papa tell the Fa?! Papa knows, for years the Fa imagined Mama as an angel. But now Fa knows he is nothing more than a shameless j***g!"

"Fa! Keep talking!"

"Why? The Fa doesn't want to be like him any day!"

"FA!!"

The teenage girl gasped when she heard the man yell at her. Hatik also throbbed pain. The man was no less surprised because he heard his own voice. The man sighed

'Fa.it's the past. Papa doesn't want to remember. Right now what Papa thinks is us, our happiness."

The man tried to get close to the teenage girl but the girl refused the man's hand

"Papa snapped the Fa? Papa snapped the Fa?! Fa hates papa!!"

The teenage girl ran past the man who was just stunned staring at the teenage girl's back

A piece of regret was like it was present in my heart. My tears continued to flow seeing the man's face bowed lethargic while restoring his dark hair. I wanted to feel like this leg was running around holding her, but I couldn't step. Not even my voice was heard by him.

"Hi's beautiful.."

I'm turning. The girl was with her friend, a man. My lips are smiling. They look happy. Joking with laughter as if not thinking about complicated things. I saw the boy's eyes. Warm and full of adoration. They're so harmonious..

Sreeet…

I was back in the other room. This time it was like a college hallway. The same girl who looked more mature was staring at a young man. The young man was quite handsome, his face was shady, his speech was well mannered. But I did not see a warm look in his eyes, even seem to dodge. I bit my lips. If only time could be turned.. They are not compatible as it turns out

DOR'S! DOR'S!

A shot surprised me. I saw a beautiful girl covered in blood in the arms of the shady-faced man earlier. The man's eyes flashed furiously towards the woman who had fired the bullet

"If anything happens to Aya, I won't forgive you!"

Deeggs!!!

My head feels a spinning pain. I fell down. Everything is back white. Only my breath sounds one-on-one

"I'm sorry.I'm sorry.." I whispered slowly.

"Aargh sakiit's.."

I raised my head to hear the screams of a woman. I saw that woman struggling to give birth to her baby. A beautiful little baby. A tense moment, beautiful and sad in my heart

I walked closer to her. From the side I could feel how warm his heart was, like mine

"Mother's son has a birthmark apparently." whispered the woman while stroking her daughter's left arm. It looks like a blackish birthmark shaped like a star

"My starlight.. Zalynda Navulia.."

Suddenly a man came and snatched the baby in the woman's arms making the woman scream hysterically before fainting

"Don't! Restore it! Give me back my son!!!" I screamed like the wind then as I felt this body being sucked back into the white room. Now everything looks empty, empty, quiet and cold

I sat in the white room as if I had no energy to get up.

I sobbed.. I remember everything..

All I see is a flashback to my past. The past is so sad. The past I really wanted to forget and buried deep

My past..

Yeah, i..Farah Afriyani Wijaya's

"Ma.."

I held my ears to hear a voice

"Mom.mama.."

I'm looking. That voice calls to me. That voice sounds sad. His crying sounded bitter

"Mama, wake. Don't leave Za again.."

The za? The zalynda? Zalynda Navulia..

The sound was like magic that filled all my strength in every joint of my body. I try to move my feet towards the direction of the voice calling me.

Zalynda Navulia.. Zalynda Navulia..

These feet feel heavy. My tears keep flooding. My hands reach for whatever I can use to hold

But no one in front except Zalynda's voice kept calling me

"Lord, let me see my son. Let me live to see him, to accompany him, to make up for the lost time with him." I whispered bitterly

My feet are getting heavier. The white room seemed increasingly bright to blind my eyes. Zalynda's voice is still calling me.

I have to keep going, I have to keep going.. For my son, for my Zalynda...

KRRKC..KRRKC..

I saw a white light glow. Something pulled me. My body that was so heavy stepped now as if it was lightly floating. I was lying down as if floating in the air. My hands reach out hollow.

My tears are flowing, my eyes are heavy. Zalynda's voice was getting farther away. I tried to make a sound even though it sounded like a gust of wind

"Zalynda, I'm sorry if you can't accompany your days. Forgive me for forgetting you as a child. Sorry mom.."

Then it came back dark, lonely and empty...

...For all the great women out there who have the title Mother, Mama, Ummi, Mommy, Mum, Simbok, Biyung, Mamak, etc.....

...Mother profession, no time off, no time off. Mother is a picture of love without expecting a reply, not including conditions...

...May Allah reward you with the highest heaven, O mother of...

...PS: For all the great men the title of father..You guys are amazing 'em...