Aqidah Love
Fa, Why are you?

"Daniel loves you very much, Fa. He's even willing to move confidence for the sake of, you." Santi, who had regretted his actions, tried to convince Fatiya not to decide Daniel.

Fatiya shook her head, the girl then closed her eyes. "Please, stay on my own, San," said Fatiya, a clear circle dripping without being able to dam the girl, to make Santi feel more guilty.

Not wanting to make people as good as Fatiya more disappointed with him, Santi shuffled to leave as Fatiya wanted.

"One more time, I'm sorry, Fa. I say goodbye" said Santi Lirih.

Fatiya just nodded without daring to open her eyes because once the eyes were open, it was certain that the clear grains would immediately fall down soaking her cheeks uncontrollably.

Santi walked excitedly to the showroom owner's room to say goodbye. "Good morning, Mr. Angga," said Santi to his boss.

"Hi, morning, San," Angga replied kindly.

"What's wrong? Please sit down." Angga pointed at the empty bench across from his desk.

Santi obediently, the girl immediately sat face to face with the owner of the showroom.

"Say, what's wrong?" repeated Angga asking, without further ado.

"I want to say goodbye, Mr. Angga. I decided to stop working" Santi said with a bad feeling.

Santi realized, this was a tough decision for him. For so long he worked here, the owner never once scolded Santi or other employees who made mistakes.

Santi also felt sorry to leave this job because in addition to getting a salary according to UMR, Santi and also others get a meal money plus a considerable bonus.

"Why stop? Did you get a better job?" ask Angga who is tucked into concern over the fate of his employees if out there have not found another promising job.

Santi shook his head weakly. "Not yet, Mr. Angga. I meant to get out of town," replied Santi.

"There's a purpose, where? Any friends or relatives followed?" cecar Angga who cares for all employees without exception.

Santi nodded back. "Nothing, sir. I just wanted to find an experience in another city" Santi replied.

Angga. "Alright if your decision is made, Santi. If you change your mind later, you can still come back here again" said the showroom owner's boss.

"Please see Madam Dian, take your salary and severance there," continued Angga while reaching out to greet Santi.

Santi accepted Angga's helping hand trembling, in fact he was still not convinced by his own decision because finding a job out there was also not easy.

But Santi did not want to destroy Daniel and Fatiya's relationship, he was guilty and now deeply regrets it. Santi is determined, deciding to stay away so that Daniel and Fatiya's relationship continues.

"I'm sorry, if during the work here many mistakes," Santi asked sincerely while releasing his handshake.

Angga. "Together, my wife and I are also sorry," Angga replied.

"Please say my regards to Ms. Didi, Mr. Angga," concluded Santi who immediately moved, who Angga replied with a nod of his head.

"Greetings, where are you going, San?" asked Diandra who had just entered the room of the husband, the beautiful woman then kept two cups of coffee and snacks that she had just bought at the cafe restaurant owned by Aditya, on the sofa table.

"Eh, Ms. Didi. I think, Ms Didi did not come here earlier," said Santi who held back steps, as soon as he saw the arrival of the boss's mistress.

"The mother went straight to the cafe next door" said Diandra. "Where are you going, San?" diandra asked.

"Santi resign," replied Angga who represented Santi.

Santi nodded, confirming the boss's words.

Santi shook his head quickly, the girl then said her wish was to seek out an out-of-town experience.

Diandra nodded, understood. "Alright, San. Mbak can only pray, hopefully wherever you are, always in the protection of Allah and given ease in everything," do'a Diandra sincerely.

Santi was moved, the net until glazed. "Thank you, Ms. Didi, ' said Santi.

Diandra then hugged Santi at a glance. " Be careful, San. Take care of yourself" Diandra said, before Santi passed.

"Yes, Mother. Thank you very much" Santi replied with a voice stuck in his throat.

The girl felt increasingly guilty for not only not being able to take care of herself, but Santi had also pulled her friend to the brink of trouble she had created because of her ambition.

Santi rushed out of the showroom owner's room, wiping the clear grain that had fallen on the cheek.

It left Diandra looking at her husband wondering.

Angga who knew nothing, raised his shoulders. "I don't know anything either, honey. Suddenly he came in and then said he was going out" Angga explained.

"Try, you ask Fafa," continued Angga who was also curious, why suddenly Santi resigned.

"Good, Brother. Didi met Fafa first," said Didi.

"Don't take it long, honey. I can die standing up for holding back the longing" Angga said with a smile, before the wife passed.

"Ish, Angga brother, anyway. Didi'll just come down for a while to fafa's nyari, '" protested Diandra.

"Now, Didi love her longing at the beginning," Diandra approached her husband and put a fleeting but warm kiss on his lips, making Angga smile happily.

Diandra then immediately passed to meet Fatiya, leaving the husband still groping her lips.

"My wife was the same, full of surprises," Angga muttered with a smile, recalling each of her mischievous treatment of herself in the workspace that had a million memories.

While Diandra walked a little hastily towards the ground floor, the mother of two immediately headed towards Fatiya's desk. Diandra stopped his steps, when he saw from a distance that Fatiya's table was empty.

'Where, him?' inner Diandra asked. "Don't Fafa be invited out the same ...." Diandra did not continue his own words, the woman whom Angga looked at was always being coquettish and immediately went back upstairs.

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In a small musholla not far from Angga's room, Fatiya did not want to dissolve in sadness after knowing the truth from Santi.

The girl who intended to pray dhuha rose from her seat and rushed to perform the sunnah prayer in the morning, after previously Fatiya took a long breath many times to make her feelings a little more relieved.

Fatiya pray with tumakninah. After saying his greetings, Fatiya said he glorified the greatness of Allah's asthma. While solemnly reciting, Fatiya's tears suddenly came back when Santi's speech ringed in his ears.

The girl cried while covering her face with both palms, she cried without making a sound to make her shoulders shake. The cry that made the chest feel tight and sick because Fatiya did not release his crying voice.

Fatiya cried for quite a while, until she did not notice the presence of someone there who had been paying attention to her since.

"Fa, what's wrong with you?" The baritone's voice made Fatiya startled and instantly wiped her tears violently.

Fatiya did not dare to turn his head, hearing the familiar voice.

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