Aqidah Love
Seeing you from a distance

"Who else huh, which I said before this phone I turned off, ' whispered Fatiya in heart.

The girl's fingers scrolled the contact number on her phone and Fatiya's clasped fingers stopped, right at a name that these days often contact Fatiya.

'Mas Akbar? Should I say goodbye to him?' inner Fatiya asked herself.

Fatiya shook her head slowly. 'No, no. He's not who I am, just a customer who happens to be Didi's brother.' Fatiya then continued looking at the other contact numbers and ignored Akbar's name.

Fatiya felt there was nothing else he needed to contact, immediately remove the SIMcard and then throw it in the trash.

Fatiya took a deep breath, took as much oxygen as was freely available around him, then he exhaled strongly as if to throw away all the burden that was squeezing the chest and making Fatiya difficulty breathing.

"Why dump the cards, son?" ask the mother who was still watching Fatiya earlier.

Fatiya smiled. "From now on, Fafa wants to start everything from scratch with mom" Fatiya replied.

'I give it all to You, Rabb. I believe and believe that Your plan is more beautiful than the plan I have laid out before. I entrust my heart to You, lead him where to dock.' Fatiya blinked his eyes many times, so that the clear circle that burst out did not drip and was known by the mother.

The beautiful girl kept her deactivated cell phone into a bag, she then stepped closer to her mother again.

"Fafa eat first, ma'am." Fatiya sat himself in his place earlier, while feeding the mother.

He took the rice wrap and plastic spoon on the nightstand, opened the small rice packet and immediately devoured it as if without burden.

Deep down, there was a gaping wound. However, Fatiya did not want to show her pain to her mother.

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In the evening, Saidah, who was feeling better, asked Fatiya to take things at home.

"Mom sure, tomorrow is strong enough to travel far?" tanya Fatiya made sure, before she returned home.

Saidah nodded. "God willing, mother is strong, son," she replied confidently.

"Alright, Mom. Fafa will be back here soon. Mother, if you are sleepy, go to sleep first, Mom," said Fatiya while kissing the back of the mother's hand.

"Bring it as necessary, son. Do not do much, you will bother yourself," said Bu Saidah, before Fatiya stepped out of the treatment room.

Fatiya nodded. "Assalamu'alaikum" said the Fatiya greeting. Bu Saidah's only daughter then stepped out and closed the door to her mother's nursery.

Fatiya stepped in with a slight rush out of the puskesmas, to head for the highway. Just a moment when Fatiya was standing on the side of the road, there was an empty taxi from the south that he stopped immediately.

After talking to the taxi driver for a while, Fatiya immediately entered the taxi that has a bird image logo.

"Sir, you'll wait for me a minute, yes. I went home just to get some clothes," said Fatiya, breaking the silence after a few moments when the taxi took to the streets of the capital.

"Good, Ma'am. Then later, I take Ma'am to the puskesmas?" ask the driver to make sure.

"Yes, sir," replied Fatiya.

"Who's sick, Ma'am?" ask the middle-aged taxi driver, trying to familiarize himself with the passengers. The driver looked at Fatiya who seemed to be not doing well, from the reflection of the rearview mirror in front of him.

"My mother, sir," replied Fatiya.

"Oh, may your mother get well soon again" the driver sincerely said.

"Aamiinu. Thank you, sir," Fatiya replied with a smile.

Before long, the taxi car stopped right in the courtyard of Fatiya's house.

"So wait a minute, yeah. I'm not long, though. Just take a few clothes, "pinta Fatiya.

"Ready, Ma'am," replied the taxi driver.

"Mom!" call the taxi driver who came down.

Fatiya stopped his steps and looked back. "Yes?"

"What, Ma'am need my help?" ask the driver, offer help.

"No, Sir. Thank you," replied Fatiya. The girl then continued her steps back, she unlocked the door of her house and immediately went inside.

Fatiya prepared her mother's clothes first and put them in a large suitcase, not forgetting Fatiya snatched the frame of the wedding photo of her father and mother who were on the nightstand.

After entering most of the contents of the mother's closet which is not much, Fatiya scanned his mother's room, maybe there are still items belonging to the mother who was missed.

'It seems, there's nothing left, ' Fatiya muttered.

Feeling that there was nothing more to bring, Fatiya rushed to her room.

The girl did the same thing to her mother. He moved most of the contents of the closet, into the big one earlier.

Fatiya also included all of his important documents All of his diplomas, awards charters and other important letters.

Finally, Netra Fatiya was on the dresser where there was a photo of her with Daniel. Fatiya smiled wryly staring at the photo of the two of them who looked happily laughing.

'Do you remember this picture, Bang?' whispered Fatiya, asking.

He wiped the picture glass frame with a clear grain that kept dripping and Fatiya let her tears flow, washing away her wounds.

'This is our togetherness on your graduation day a year ago, Bang. And on that day, you promised to marry me after I graduated. Day after tomorrow, Bang. The day after tomorrow I was supposed to graduate and the next day we got married.'

Fatiya sat himself on the edge of the bed, he cried as much as there. Let go of all the pain she was suffering alone.

After quite satisfied crying, she wiped her tears. Fatiya then stepped into the kitchen and threw the photo into the trash, hoping that all the pain she felt would be wasted along with the photos of herself and Daniel.

Fatiya walked to the refrigerator in the corner of the kitchen, he brought all the contents of the refrigerator and then turned off the refrigerator. He continued to check one by one and make sure everything is safe if left for a time that is not until when.

A few minutes later, Fatiya stepped out, dragging a large suitcase and carrying a bag of cloth containing food from the refrigerator.

"I'm sorry, sir. Long wait," said Fatiya, as soon as the taxi driver opened the trunk of the car.

"It's okay, Ma'am," replied the driver. "What, Mama's mother is still a long time in there?" asked the driver later, when he saw the large bag his passenger was carrying.

"No, Sir. Tomorrow my mother can go home, but we plan to get out of town. I need a break there," replied Fatiya.

The driver nodded.

"Come, Ma'am!" take the taxi driver who has opened the door for his passengers.

"Thank you" said Fatiya sincerely. The girl immediately got into the car, followed by the driver sitting behind the wheel.

"Tomorrow if you want, I can take Mbak to the terminal or station?" bargain driver, shortly after the taxi he was driving left the yard of his passenger's house.

"Can, Sir. Morning, yes," replied Fatiya who agreed. "If you drive straight to the destination, can not, sir?" ask Fatiya later.

The girl remembered the condition of the mother, there was no way Fatiya would take her mother on a public transport which would certainly take longer on the road.

Fatiya who was busy chatting with the taxi driver, did not see any car that must be very familiar he passed the taxi that the girl was riding, right in the alley into his village.

'I just want to see you from a distance, can't I?' muttering the young man asked himself, he then stopped the speed of his car right in front of Fatiya's house.

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