Aqidah Love
Forgive Uwa, Son

"Mas, what did Mas Akbar do?" ask Fatiya nervously.

Akbar blew the wound on the sole of Fatiya's foot with all his feelings. "I just want to treat your wounds, Fa. My parents said, if the wound is blown with love, then the wound will heal quickly," replied Akbar.

Fatiya was speechless, digesting the speech of the young man before her.

Akbar looked at Fatiya deeply, as if speaking through the eyes that what he said was true. Akbar wants to heal his foot wounds and also Fatiya's heart wounds, with his love.

'What did Mas Akbar mean?' batin Fatiya asked.

"Let me treat your wounds with my love, Fa," Akbar pinta stared at the black bead of the beautiful girl sitting in the wheelchair.

The girl's mouth was still tightly locked and completely motionless, but in contrast to her leaping and unconditioned heart, she received a sweet treatment from Akbar.

Akbar again blew the sole of Fatiya's foot. Once the right leg was enough, the young man then blew a wound on the left leg. He did it carefully because he did not want to make the legs of the girl he was after become more sick.

Fatiya grew nervous and misbehaved. The beautiful girl could only shut up, not knowing what she had to say.

Silence greeted the room, for a while.

"Mas, has Mas Akbar's condition improved?" tanya Fatiya unraveled the silence. The beautiful girl deliberately ignored Akbar's request because she was not ready and confused to answer him.

"As you can see, Fa. I'm healthy" replied Akbar who then stood up. Papa Alvian's eldest son then pushed Fatiya's wheelchair towards the sofa.

"We're talking here, yes," Akbar's wheelchair-positioning Fatiya faced off against the sofa he was sitting on.

"You haven't answered my request, Fa," Akbar said moments later. The handsome young man looked at Netra Fatiya with a meaningful gaze.

Fatiya. The dilation in his heart was getting faster. However, the beautiful girl had yet to want to rush to deduce her feelings towards the young man sitting right in front.

"I'm willing to wait until you're ready to start a new relationship" Akbar continued, as the beautiful girl before him remained silent.

Fatiya nodded slowly. "Yes, Mas. Give Fafa time, yes," he asked. The only daughter of Bu Saidah looked down again, unable to linger staring at the netra of the handsome young man in front of her.

Fatiya was surprised when Akbar suddenly grabbed Fatiya's hand and placed it on the young man's chest. "Only you can make a vibration in this chest, Fa," said Akbar in earnest.

Fatiya was like hypnotized, she just let her hand be on Akbar's chest which was indeed pounding, just like the pounding on his chest at the moment.

'I feel it too, Mas, ' Inner Fatiya.

Someone who suddenly appeared, shocked the two.

"Sorry, Bang Akbar. Outside, someone wanted to talk to Fafa and his mother," said Malik who suddenly entered without knocking on the door, leaving Akbar and Fatiya shocked.

"Agagetin aja, heck," grumbled Akbar, the young man then released the hand of Fatiya who had been pulled by the girl since seeing Malik come.

While Fatiya blushed in embarrassment.

"Sorry, Fa. Can you continue later friendly," seduced Malik while smiling at Fatiya.

"I-this is not as Bang Malik saw," argued Fatiya nervously.

"Yes, Bro. Not as you can see, but farther than before" Akbar said, making Fatiya pursed his lips.

"Don't make it up, Mom. Later Bang Malik thought, we actually did something that was not easy," protested Fatiya, the girl then frowned, making Akbar even more anxious to see it.

Malik chuckled at Fatiya's worries, as did Akbar. While Fatiya frowned deeply.

"No, Fa. We all know what our brothers are like" Malik said. "Bang Akbar will not do anything that exceeds the limit" he continued to straighten out Fatiya's perception of their jokes.

"Except, if it is tight, it would want to too, anyway," added Malik who immediately got a flick on his forehead, by the omnya.

"Hahaha .. I was joking, Fa," Malik said as he walked towards the door.

"Who is it, Mas, who's looking for Fafa?" fatiya asked as Akbar was about to push the Fatiya wheelchair to bring her to the front porch.

"I don't know either, Fa. It could be, it's Mr. Penghulu who will marry us," Akbar replied with origin.

"Ish, Mas Akbar if you talk like it," protested Fatiya while slowly hitting the back of Akbar's hand holding on to the handle to push the Fatiya wheelchair.

"Fa, look up here!" akbar's word before Fatiya's wheelchair reaches the door.

Fatiya looked up and right at the same time, Akbar lowered his head, until Akbar's lips touched the pretty girl's forehead.

For a moment, Fatiya did not move. The girl was like a fixate. He closed his eyes, enjoying the thump on his chest.

"I don't want to talk and not talk, Fa, but always tucked do'a from every word I say to you" whispered Akbar after releasing a kiss on Fatiya's forehead.

As soon as he regained his senses, Fatiya hurriedly straightened her head and looked straight ahead. The girl then scratched her non-itchy head to cover up her nervousness.

"Come, Mas!" invite Fatiya later because Akbar still has not pushed his wheelchair.

"Where? What's to KUA?" tanya Akbar, deliberately fishing.

"As for Mas Akbar only," replied Fatiya who finally resigned because every time the girl spoke, the eldest son of Papa Alvian always had a way to direct the conversation to lead there.

"Assyc! We're going to KUA now, Neng!" yelled Akbar, pleased. The young man immediately pushed the Fatiya wheelchair towards the pavilion terrace, where there was a set of seats in each courtyard of the pavilion.

Fatiya just smiled.

Akbar took Fatiya to the terrace. There, there are already Bu Saidah, Pendi, papa and his mother Pendi, Malik and friends, and papa.

The Fatiya wheelchair was placed by Akbar right beside Bu Saidah's seat.

"Ma, Bi. Forgive Papa Pendi, yes," Pinta Pendi, once Fatiya was there.

Yes, apparently, Pendi who could wake up earlier than the others, went straight home and forced the father to come with him to the hospital.

"Yes, Neng Fafa, Dik Saidah. Forgive Uwa Dodi, yes," asked her mother Pendi with tears.

"Tea, all this time we were silent, when we were slandered and driven out of our own homes. We also never take care of any more of the treasures we left behind." Saidah looked at her sister-in-law.

"But why would Teteh's husband do all this to our son, Teh?" Saidah's tears can't be contained anymore.

Hearing the truth from Bu Saidah, Pendi clenched his hands. The young man looked at the papa and looked very angry.

Likewise with his mother Pendi, he looked at the husband with a frown. His wife, Mr. Dodi, did not know about the behavior of the husband who could slander his younger brother, Asep.

All those who were there were also infuriated by Mr. Dodi's behavior, especially Akbar. If only Mr. Dodi was not an old man, the young man would have beaten up the person who had dared to touch his heart.

"Pa, so ...."

"I'm sorry, Mom. Pardon papa, Pendi," cut Mr. Dodi quickly, before his wife finished speaking.

"Dik Saidah, forgive me," asked Mr. Dodi while looking at the woman he had loved in silence.

Ma'am Saidah took a long breath.

"Son Fafa. Pardon Uwa, son," pinta Pak Dodi later, staring at the nephew who almost became a rape victim due to his greed.

Fatiya turned to his mother who seemed still carried away by emotions. Saidah recalled her struggle with her husband crawling from below. However, after success and success, it was stabbed by his own brother.

"Sorry, Wa. Fafa knew nothing about our family's past, including the property of Fafa's parents that Wa Dodi had ordered last night. So, it's all up to Mom" Fatiya looked back at her mother.

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