Aqidah Love
Are You Doubting, Fa?

"Lantas, Miss Didi knows that we're here, from whom?" ask Fatiya.

"From Kevin," Diandra retorted.

"Oh yes, Fa. Kevin also sent the same message, mbak told to invite you out now," explained Diandra. "Where, Fa? You want to, right?" The woman who looked even more beautiful at her growing age, looked at Fatiya expectantly.

"Where, Ma'am?" ask Fatiya.

"Fitting clothes to the boutique, Fa," reply Diandra.

The beautiful girl princess Bu Saidah frowned, while looking at Akbar with a demanding answer.

The young man raised both his hands. "I don't understand anything, Fa," said Akbar.

Fatiya then looked at the mother.

"Follow what your heart says, son. If you're willing, go, follow Ms. Didi. If you are not willing, then do not give hope by going, but you give an answer not the next day," said Bu Saidah, slowly.

Fatiya fell silent, digesting every word spoken by the mother.

"If you're willing to go to the boutique now, then whatever surprise you're going to receive tomorrow, you need to be ready, son," bu Saidah said while reaching for the princess' hand and then grasping it tightly.

"Mom, Fafa is still confused" whispered Fatiya who brought her face closer to her mother.

"Why, son? You can't believe Nak Akbar's sincerity yet?" tanya Saida also whispered.

Fatiya shook her head quickly. "Fafa was still hesitant with Fafa's own feelings, Mom. Fafa was afraid, this was just an escape and it would hurt Mas Akbar instead," Fatiya replied truthfully, with what the girl felt.

Sympathy, indeed there for Akbar. A sense of comfort, also present when he was close to the handsome young man who always gave him attention. However, disappointment and heartache towards Daniel sometimes still overshadowed Fatiya's move.

"Bismillah, Son. As time goes on, you will be able to tell the difference, whether what you feel is just sympathy or love given by the Almighty to you both," said Bu Saidah who can understand the anxiety of the princess.

"How, Fa? You want to, right?" urged Diandra while looking at Fatiya.

"What, Mas Akbar is also coming, Ma'am?" ask Fatiya.

"Of course, the Fa. This is the show you two?" reply Diandra, making Fatiya even more worried about her own feelings.

"Yes, Bang Akbarnya not even come?" diandra continued with a smile, seeing the innocence of the beautiful girl he loved.

"Em, that's not it, ma'am. I mean Fafa, someone wants Fafa to talk to Mas Akbar, ", said Fatiya.

"Oh, yeah. We'll talk in the car, yeah," pinta Diandra as she moves on.

"Come, Brother!" take the beautiful woman, to the husband.

Akbar approached Fatiya immediately, pushing his wheelchair.

"Mom, we go first, yes," said Akbar politely.

Bu Saidah nodded with a smile, a smile that described the happiness of the middle-aged woman's heart.

Pendi who had been silent listening from the patient bed, smiled to see the happiness of his aunt.

The four of them immediately left the pavilion, heading to Angga's car.

"Fa, I really don't know what my family has prepared for us" Akbar said.

"But if you refuse tomorrow, it's okay, Fa. Just tell me the truth, don't hesitate!" akbar continued, turning his head towards the beautiful girl sitting beside him.

Silent, Fatiya was still silent and did not respond to Akbar's words.

"If it turns out to be a marriage prepared by my family, how about, Fa?" asked Akbar, unraveling the silence.

Akbar's question made Fatiya's heart seem to jump, about to get out of place. The princess of Bu Saidah turned her head towards Akbar.

"Fafa thought, just the preparation of the engagement, Mas," said Fatiya who seemed still very surprised.

"I'll just guess, if, Fa. So if it's an engagement, will you accept it, Fa?" ask Papa Alvian's eldest son, expectantly.

For a moment Fatiya was silent, the words of the mother ringed back in her ears.

"If the fiancee, God willing, Fafa will accept it, Mas, while Fafa learns to accept all of this," Fatiya replied softly, bowing.

Hearing Fatiya's reply, the handsome young man smiled widely. "Thank you, Fa. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to heal your wounds" Akbar said.

Fatiya turned to the right, where Akbar was sitting. The girl smiled, looking at the wide smile of the handsome young man, which described the happy feeling of the young man.

"If it's a wedding?" tanya Akbar returned, who managed to unravel the smile on Fatiya's lips.

Fatiya. "Fafa doesn't know yet, Mas. Haven't thought that way yet," replied the beautiful girl.

While on the front bench, Diandra deliberately turned on the audio of music that she played a little hard, to give a chance to both lovebirds on the back bench, to be free to talk.

"Fa, if it is true that the marriage that the family has prepared for us tomorrow and if you are willing to accept it, I promise, I will give you time until you can accept my presence in your heart." Akbar stared in the Netra Fatiya.

"We'll both study, Fa. Learn to remove wounds and replace them with smiles and happiness" said Akbar.

"Fafa can't be ...." Unfinished Fatiya spoke, the car that Angga was driving had stopped at the boutique parking lot.

Akbar swiftly helped Fatiya to get into his wheelchair and then pushed the wheelchair following the steps of Diandra and Angga who had entered the boutique first.

The large boutique is elegantly designed and at the entrance there is the logo 'Butik Putri Alamsyah' is, one of the boutique branches founded by Bunda Fatima and currently managed by her second daughter, Fira.

"This is the guy, Ma'am, who wants to fit the clothes for tomorrow's event" said Diandra, pointing to Fatiya when the girl had just arrived at the boutique manager's office.

"Oh, yes. Mama had ordered over the phone, just tried yes, Ma'am. Later if there is a less fitting, it can still be corrected as a designer," explained the young woman who is a confidant of Fira.

The manager led Fatiya and Akbar, who were pushing the girl's wheelchair, into the dressing room.

"Well, this is what Susan's mom ordered." The beautiful manager pointed to a model.

Fatiya was fixated on staring towards the model. The girl then looked up, staring at Akbar, who was also staring at her.

"Do you have any doubts, Fa? If you have any doubts, we can go home now."

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