ZAHRA AKBAR'S

Fachri's Heartbreak

"How did you decide on my request yesterday?"

The question sounded emphatically out of Steven's voice demanding an answer. Like an intimidation to Fachri that is indeed a question aimed at him.

Fachri who was sitting opposite his Master was still trying to show calmness. Even though his heart was currently worried about what answer he wanted to give. Think about how to use the right words. That question puts Fachri at his hardest. Fachri is caught in a deep dilemma.

A question from Steven does sound simple just need a Yes or No answer. But that question demands a huge responsibility if he answers "Yes". It can also take him into a pit of sin if he fails to carry out that responsibility. On the contrary, if he succeeds, he will bring himself in immeasurable blessings and blessings, he can bring himself to reach the heaven of the world.

Even if the answer he gave was the word "No". That would lead his heart to a sense of guilt for Steven. The one who has helped him so much all this time. Therefore to say the word "No" is very heavy for Fachri.

"Please give me some time until I finish the thesis."

Fachri hopes that by stalling a little time can help himself strengthen his soul in making the right decision.

"How much longer?" ask Steven. Again Fachri felt intimidated by Steven's question. Suing herself to give an answer immediately because this is the second time Fachri has stalled time.

"2 months master," the answer made the aura of Steven's face instantly change, implied a sense of disappointment in it. Fachri also realized his action to buy time would certainly impact on disappointment. But he needs time to think carefully about what decisions he will give. In the hope that it will not disappoint anyone. "But I will try to finish before two months" continued Fachri. Hopefully it can make Steven less disappointed.

Steven himself really understands the position of Fachri now is very difficult. When Fachri is willing to accept his request, his responsibilities will be transferred to Fachri's. Of course it's not an easy thing. But his belief in Fachri's ability led Steven to believe Fachrilah was the right person to be given such a great responsibility. He felt like he had failed in his own responsibility.

"I hope that the 2 months you ask can make you think clearly. Don't just because you want to return the favor and then you're willing, I won't accept the decision in the name of return. But I also don't like anyone to go against my request."

Fachri tried to digest his master's sentence. What does it mean he should not make a decision because he wants to return the favor but Steven also cannot accept rejection. Doesn't that mean the same as him who inevitably has to accept Steven's request. Should that be Steven?

"I'm sure you're capable of Fachri. I'm sorry I had to impose my will." Steven also left Fachri who is still struggling with his residence. Fachri was surprised to hear the apology of a Steven Haidar who had been famous for being firm and would not demean himself in any way. Whether for the sake of a demand that incriminates Fachri, Steven is willing to lower his self-esteem.

Fachri was truly at the peak of his heart turmoil. When Fachri has made his decision, he also wants it to be sincere from his heart. Selfless.

Then Fachri stepped out of the room that had made it crowded. Heading to the backyard and sitting on grass under the night sky. Enjoy every whirlwind of the night, feel every cold night that touches the heart. Give his own peace to Fachri. His soul right now really needed a calming atmosphere.

Painting the night sky decorated with stars will make souls who understand the majesty of the Khaliq exalted. Like a fish in the sea who will pray for those who seek knowledge.

Fachri observed the beauty of the night with prayer beads adorning the movements of his lips. A moment later he imagined how he would shake Ars' sky with a sentence he would say in one breath. The angels were amazed. Amazed by the courage of a human child who dared to take the decision to bear the heaviest burden in his life.

Fachri let out a long sigh and then an Istighfar chant sounded out from his voice.

"Bengong alone. Don't you worry about girls hanging out with you, Ri?"

said Randi who then sat next to Fachri.

"No. Where anyone dares to whack me. They have a crush on you" Fachri replied in response to Randi's joke.

"Yes . . yes. . . tau. Kunti will be afraid of people who are worshipers like you."

"You are wrong Rand, a subtle nation like shethan and the like is not the same fear of worship experts, but the same fear of pious people who are of course knowledgeable really understand what is a science. Worship experts are not necessarily knowledgeable. If he worship without understanding the science of worship itself what is the point of trying. He did not understand what the terms of his worship were. While we worship must know the terms of harmony, must understand what can cancel our worship. Of course worship without understanding the knowledge is less than perfect. That's why it's so important for us to study."

"That means all this time my worship is in vain dong Ri, I do not really understand the knowledge. Where to pray is also still a hole like a t-shirt."

"Don't misunderstand Rand first, for the problem we return to God. Only God has the right to judge our worship. The important thing is that we've tried our best to carry out our duties."

"Yes Fachri Maulana Akbar."

Fachri smiled when he heard Randi say his full name. The name is a prayer from both of his parents.

A moment of immortality her heart faded, comforted by her chatter with Randi. Luckily, he has known Randi for a long time since Steven became a regular donor at the orphanage where Fachri lived before.

Then Randi invited Fachri in. He asked for help to do a college assignment that Randi did not understand. Fachri complies with Randi's request, as they walk hand in hand while having little small talk, Randi embraces Fachri, putting a little pressure on Fachri's unknown wound. Fachri hid his pain.

However, the scar of the blow he obtained this afternoon still leaves pain. Luckily Steven didn't hire a shadow bodyguard to keep an eye on Clara. Until this afternoon, no one knew.

This makes Fachri more alert when guarding Clara.

The night is getting late to bring the souls of humans to the place of the civilization. Bring it into the human subconscious. Creating a dream. The human subconscious is unique. Scientists cannot penetrate it because it is the creator's work of art. Beyond the reach of human reason. How can they get into the dream and see impressions that sometimes feel strange. Sometimes it is also an emotional picture of the dreamer.

"I'm sorry Daddy Clara. Until now you are in an unpasteful situation" Steven said, looking at the peaceful-looking Clara in his sleep, without daring to touch. Afraid of disturbing his daughter's sleep.

"Daddy promises to one day bring them back to this house" he continued, staring at portraits of his wife and eldest son.

Steven kissed Clara softly and left.

***

Clara woke up early in the morning. He went to the balcony of his room greeting the sun who still looked timid to show his face to the world. Only his pink light began to make paintings in the sky that looked bright that day.

O mighty sun, greet the one who loves me.

That sentence began Clara's day, usually he also said a hope.

While below there is Randi and Fachri who just finished exercising, looking at Clara who was far above.

"That's Non Clara's habit, she'll stand there saying something" Randi said.

"You're a witness to Non Clara's story, Rand?" fachri Sahut. As a new person in the house, little did he know about Clara.

"You could say that, I already thought of her like a sister. Her jovial nature but also likes to rebel adorable. Making the whole house angry with Mr. Steven because of his actions."

Randi smiled to himself remembering the actions of Clara who ran away at night by making the entire house fall asleep.

"But with you non Clara will not be able to escape again in the middle of the night," continued Randi.

As usual, Fachri only smiled when he no longer responded to Randi's words.

They both went in to clean up and get ready to move.

Clara came down on each rung cheerfully, her stomach could not bear to ask to be filled. Last night he endured hunger, wanted to eat but lost his drowsiness not to mention the events that made him mentally tired.

Clara sat down at the table and took some bread and smeared it with chocolate jam. Bik Nani also makes warm milk.

After Clara's satiety recalls Fachri, she forgot to look at him last night. What about the wounds on his body is there anyone treating? Worries approached Clara. Then he took the ointment and headed to Fachri's room next to the kitchen. Lined with Randi's room and also the other servants.

Without knocking on Clara's door, he went straight into Fachri's room. At that time Fachri was sitting busy with his laptop.

"Astaghfirullohal' Non Clara's regime why did it come here?" asked the surprised Fachri.

"Gue just wants to see your wound. So help me with the job." Clara's getting closer to Fachri.

Fachri tried to dodge, he got up from his seat.

"I'm okay Non. It's best not to come out now."

"No, I want mastiin first luka lo who yesterday. Here I'll take a look." Clara is getting closer, while Fachri can no longer dodge. Clara tried to grab the shirt she was wearing. Forcibly opening because Fachri keeps getting rid of Clara's hand.

Clara did not give up, Fachri wanted to push Clara but at that time her common sense refused to hurt a woman. Moreover, it was the daughter of her master.

"Sini Fachri bentar doang, I just want to see," said Clara while continuing to try to pull the Fachri shirt up. Their movements looked like people were hugging. At the same time Siti passed by and heard a storm in Fachri's room.

"Aaaaaakkkkhhhhhhh. . . !" shout Siti. "Non Clara and Fachri, what is it?"

Fachri and Clara looked over. Surprised that Siti was on the doorstep.

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