ATIQA
Chapter 95: Time Flies So Fast

Eight years have passed. During that time Atiqah continued to suppress his longing for his only son, Aziel. For eight more years, Atiqah had never met and met face to face.

Only the photo of the baby with her first that she had. The photo he displayed on the wall of the room, in the wallet and became the wallpaper of his cellphone screen.

From year to year, Atiqah celebrates Aziel's birthday at the Orphanage Foundation in the absence of her son. Atiqah hopes Aziel his son is always healthy, happy and grows into a smart and good boy.

"Mother's prayers are with you, "" the thread of prayer that Atiqah always says to Aziel.

Atiqah rises in its decline. He completed his High School education through pursuing package C in a short period of time.

At the age of 26, Atiqah is currently studying as a Pediatrician or pediatrician. Doctors who have a focus on the physical, mental and emotional health of children aged 0-18 years.

Atiqah eventually chose this specialist because he wanted to keep his son in mind. He wanted to care for, entertain and also meet many children.

"Tante, there are many gifts. You can choose whichever you like," he told a group of unlucky children living on the banks of the river. Atiqah volunteered 2 years ago.

All the children were so happy, laughing and fighting over each other for gifts.

"Thank you Aunt, may Aunt always be happy" said they compact. Atiqah continued to nod, it felt like her tears were coming down.

"Thank you for the prayer. May the Lord grant your prayers to Auntie" Atiqah said, to her surprise. One of the boys came forward and thrust a tissue to wipe away Atiqah's tears.

"Ah .. thanks handsome boy - squatting, aligning the height of the child and then receiving the tissue - What is your name?" atiqah asked while stroking the top of the head.

"My name is Ariel" the boy replied.

A name similar to my son, Aziel. Batin Atiqah's.

"What a good name. Later became a loving adult man. Love your family and the people around you" rubbed your head and grabbed it.

During his specialist education, Atiqah worked with several Senior Doctors to join Klinik Kembang Anak which he will open on his own in Subroto gifting building in Yogyakarta city.

Atiqah with her assistant named Rizka came to the soft opening of her Child Development Clinic.

"Everything is ready, right?" ask Atiqah to Rizka.

"Sister," he answered and helped to tidy up Atiqah's clothes and makeup.

"You should also be neat," did the same to his assistant. "My assistant can't be so tidy. Let me go shopping again. As much as you can," Atiqah whispered to Rizka.

"Ah .. glad to have this kind and not arrogant boss mom. Glad to have me. Thanks to the boss" he said, giggling.

His dreams and dreams gradually materialized.

Subroto's heritage garden for him has now grown rapidly and expanded. Atiqah helped many local residents by providing them with jobs, namely working on plantations that had been legally owned when they conceived Aziel.

Workers are welcome to bring home a variety of vegetables for their needs at home.

"Matur nuwun sanget bu Atiqah (Thank you very much bu Atiqah)," said the workers. Atiqah is giving salary and bonuses at once.

"Tama-sama. Who felt at home here mbok," reply Atiqah, then give a white envelope containing money one by one. They all lined up neatly as usual. There are approximately 35 employees.

Atiqah itself chose to provide salaries in cash, just because it wanted to make it easier for its workers to use the money. No need to bother taking money to the bank or to the ATM machine.

"Eyang Subroto must be very proud of Atiqah" added another worker. A middle-aged man who was still very strong and working spirit.

"Amin .. pray that Eyang is always yo paklek," continued Atiqah.

Bondan died from a work accident while operating a device at the factory. Atiqah returned to Jakarta, spilling all his sadness beside his father's body. Bondan has never met Aziel. And that's when, Asri was told his daughter about Aziel who was taken away by Ardi.

"From next month, the question of salary distribution will be handed over to Guntur mas and his wife" added Atiqah. Tell all employees.

"Where else is Atiqah going?" ask mbok Irah, the longest worker there.

"I would like to volunteer again, after the graduation of specialist education next week. Pray that I will always be healthy" said Atiqah.

"Owalah, the missile neh to. Sing healthy, sing sane bregas yo nduk (Oalah, go again. The healthy, the strong yes son)," said mbok Irah.

"Supervised suwun mbok (Thank you mbok)," he replied.

Guntur and his wife Ani who was pregnant for five months came closer after Atiqah finished distributing all the salaries of his workers.

"Is Atiqah sure you want to volunteer again?" asked Guntur. Sitting on a long wooden chair on the terrace of the plantation.

"Yes sure dong mas. I've often been a volunteer, too," said Atiqah then hugged Ani, helped rub a protruding stomach.

"Yes, but look at the condition of Atiqah. The last time I volunteered in Lombok, Atiqah fainted exhausted, "stated Thunder.

At that time he immediately flew to Lombok to pick up Atiqah. Though in two days, he will marry nurse Ani Subroto first.

"I've prepared myself, calm down. I promise not why. I also promise to return to Indonesia before your child is born mas," promised Atiqah.

"If there's anything should call us!" said Ani firmly. Ani already considered Atiqah as her family.

"Yes mbak. Don't worry! precisely mbak Ani who must take care of health, do not think a lot of strange! Mas Guntur was faithful, "Atiqah grimaced at Thunder. Thunder scratched his head that was not itching.

"Wes finished le chat .. mbok Jum wes ning omah (has finished talking ... mbok Jum has been waiting at home), he said masakin favorite mbak Atiqah," said Gudut, stop the chatter of the two women who are getting stuck.

"Good talk, uh told to go home. Yowes, we continue the gibah at home" said Atiqah. The two Thunder-loving women were laughing at him.

*****

Vancouver, Canada 2028

"Ziel misses mom," he murmured. Ziel hugs a photo of his mother, Atiqah. The one he took from Ardi's desk drawer. Ziel removed the frame, replacing the photo as a baby with a photo of Atiqah.

One year ago, Aziel heard a conversation between Melda and Ardi. They were both talking in Ryan's study.

"When do you want to go here? you hung him for seven years. Brother was wrong to join this heinous plan. Mel can't take it anymore. Brother Mel dear Ziel. He needs to know who his real mother is. You as his own father do not pity? what kind of father are you? her mother there must have suffered," Melda growled.

"Don't be loud! Ziel can hear - - closing his lips with his forefinger - this is my life, this is my household. Brother doesn't have to interfere. When it's time, I bring Ziel back to Indonesia" said Ardi lirih, almost whispering.

Melda flicked her shoulders and left Ardi, her daughter Gea crying. Ziel heard footsteps, directly going to the back garden.

Melda felt what if she was separated from her daughter. Really painful.

Two years after Aziel's upbringing, Melda became pregnant and gave birth to her first daughter. For years Melda blamed herself for the misfortune of Atiqah, her sister-in-law.

Ardi's selfish nature is becoming more and more. Ardi assumed to do all this to teach Atiqah a lesson because it had betrayed him. But what did Ardi get? during those years, Ardi was always aloof and busy pursuing his education. Heart's empty.

The burden as the heir to the company makes Ardi can not relax. Anne kept pushing it. That being the successor to the Danurdara family business must be flawless perfect. Anne asserts to Ardi, if he is a single man unmarried let alone have children.

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