
After returning home from the supermarket, Fatma went straight to her room. Confined to lock the door and ignore anyone who knocks and wants to enter even for Aira herself he does not want to open it.
His heart was completely in a state of turmoil, the old wound closed now had opened again and all because of his encounter with his biological mother Nesa today.
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" Sister, open sis. let Aira enter " said Aira who was very worried after listening to an explanation from Kairi about the incident.
Fatma kept silent to not heed anyone who persuaded her even, Keisha-in-law she ignored. Fatma only needs time to self-organize her heart that will not be easy.
Fatma sat on the floor leaning against her bed, hugging her legs. Hiding his face behind the folds of his hands.
Instantly the shadow of his difficult times and the most bitter times to live again in his memory.
Fatma's tears can't be contained anymore, her mind is eager to forgive but her heart still strongly rejects it, all will not be as easy as turning the palm of the hand.
" why did you come back just to make a wound for Fatma and Aira. and for what you came, Fatma and Aira were so happy with a life without a mother and a father, " fatma murmur wavy.
Tired crying. Fatma turned to curl up on the floor, no matter how cold the floor was that nothing. For Fatma he could be calmer for a while that's what he wanted.
Fatma heard very clearly the noise of everyone who was outside her room, they were eager to enter but Fatma still needed time.
" I'm sorry Fatma, Fatma still can't be "her great-grandson.
One hand of Fatma he used as an excuse for his head while the other he used to close his ears tightly to avoid the noise of everyone.
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Everyone was so worried about Fatma that they tried to persuade Fatma to open the door but never opened by Fatma, even now there was no sound of Fatma.
their fear grew as they continued to shout and knock on the door very loudly but could not answer a word.
" how is this Brother?, Aira was afraid " said Aira who began to glaze over.
Aira should have been the first person to suffer the most for her mother and father's actions, had been thrown away and picked up again and had to get Torture repeatedly due to the unconsciousness of the two of them.
But surely Aira can still stay in a decent house and get protection from her father, who is, because whatever they hate Aira but they never let Aira be bullied or hurt by others.When Fatma?, she had to fight alone for her nose for eleven years.
Hot rain never ignored Fatma also not shy to work as a scavenger, all that just to get money to get a bite of rice to survive.
Kairi stroked Aira's shoulder trying to convince her that Fatma would be fine, Fatma only needed time alone and to think clearly.
" i have, Brother Fatma will definitely be fine.you calm down" said Kairi.
Despite doubts Aira still nodded, maybe what Kairi said was right, Fatma needed time to herself. "yes, sister "' answered her.
Everyone was sitting in the middle room deliberating on what they were going to do, while Akhsan and Ikhsan had not yet returned home and their phones could not be reached.
" is Ikhsan still not in contact.? " ask Fahmi who is already very worried about the state of his old grandson who is not clear.
" not yet Opa" Faisal replied, his hand continued to play his phone to contact Ikhsan or Akhsan but in reality it was not connected at all.
" How is this, Abi.? " said Rayyan so anxious, there is no way they will break the door of Fatma's room, because they are afraid that it will make things worse.
Their only hope is Ikhsan, Fatma will always listen to all her Husband's words, but the problem is that even Ikhsan's whereabouts now they don't know it.
" Try calling Ikhsan's assistant "' pinta Rayyan to Faisal, and obediently Faisal directly contacted Anton, Ikhsan's assistant at his company.
The phone was connected for so long that Faisal had to repeat the same thing four times but the results remained the same.
" again there was no answer Faisal himself who would come to pick up Abang Ikhsan "' said Faisal began to get upset.
Tutt's. tutt...
the phone is well connected.
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Anton, who was busy with a stack of files in front of him, stopped for a moment after hearing his phone keep ringing.
Hastily Anton immediately picked her up after his eyes saw who had contacted her.
" Assalamu'alaikum, Mr. Faisal. Hmm.?. Can I help you? " ask Anton formally.
" Mister Ikhsan is meeting Mr. Faisal, is there a message,? " ask Anton.
"if the meeting is over, please tell me to go home as soon as possible. Just say his wife is sick "'pinta Faisal who is unlikely will say that Fatma is having problems because she met her own mother Nesa.
" Good sir ""
"Assalamu'alaikum's chat...
"Wa'alaikumsalam" Anton replied and after that their phone broke off it was probably Faisal who ended it.
Anton was silent for a moment.Is his boss' wife really sick? but why Ikhsan to the office if yes, but if not not usually the house people will contact him for no apparent reason maybe it is true that his boss' wife is sick.
"'until when sir Ikhsan will finish the meeting. This is long enough, the tumben pak Ikhsan long time ago his meeting." muttered Anton confusedly.
Anton returns with all the files in front of him, his work is so piled up and all that is because his unfocused boss is working these last days.
" i'll ask for a lot of bonuses if I manage to finish all this work" Anton muttered confidently.
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One full hour Ikhsan meeting, planning to develop his company.
With some of his colleagues Ikhsan expressed all his designs very well and also clearly, although in a long time but everything can be understood well by everyone.
" Meeting we'll do one more week after this. Thank you for all the cooperation of the fathers of all "Ikhsan unraveled his smile his eyes looked at all his colleagues alternately and his hands fused the files that were in front of him into one.
Ikhsan got a smile from all his colleagues.all smiled proudly with what Ikhsan said.they nodded in understanding "Good sir "answer them simultaneously.
Everyone was willing to leave, one by one they experienced Ikhsan and went straight out of the room.
" is there anything I can do to help sir? " ask the secretary from Ikhsan who took part in the meeting.
Ikhsan shook his head "for now nothing, go and finish your work "Ikhsan replied softly.
" Good sir. "the secretary lowered his head and came out after that leaving Ikhsan who was still faithfully sitting on the same bench.
Ikhsan leaned his back.I am relieved that finally the desire to develop his company will soon be on the road. " Alhamdulillah "his murmur is full of gratitude.
Ikhsan reached into his pocket, taking out his phone that was asleep human with warmth there. Wonder also feels from the first start of the meeting to the end there is no one phone or chat from his wife or anyone.
" tumben "he said it was short. But the words were as if he pulled again after his phone could not be turned on and it turned out his phone was lowbat.
Suddenly Ikhsan's mind immediately felt bad, without clearing everything Ikhsan directly out of the room by running.
" Anton, yeah,! " his yell called him his loyal assistant with a stack of files in front of him. "had any housewives contacted you? " tanyanya was agitated.
Anton who had stood up and looked at Ikhsan first swallowed his own saliva with great difficulty, how could he not? ikhsan's eyes were so sharp looking at him.
" I-iya sir "answer her nervously.
" who? and what did he say? " he asked impatiently.
" mister Faisal, sir. Ta-tadi....?
" what did Faisal say!!
" he said it was the wife of Mr. sa-kit." answered Anton nervously.
Plakkkp...
Ikhsan patted his own eel, how could Anton not say that to him, even though he often said that when he was meeting there was one of his family contacting him should directly tell Ikhsan, but Anton seems to forget it again.
" why don't you say it from earlier, you should just go in and stop the meeting. Eishh, you are. "' complained Ikhsan and immediately ran.
Ikhsan turned his head back before actually coming out, looking at Anton with his commanding gaze.
" Big,,!! please put my things in the meeting room,!! yell while running.
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