Fazila Tipan From Heaven
Most Beautiful Dream

"Why are you staring at me? Take him to the health room and have David's doctor look into Iklima and Seren's condition." My orders are to Bobby who looks panicked.

Bobby nodded slowly and then moved from my office holding iklima. A second later, Ruan who was in charge of being the Bodyguard of my sweet daughter caught up with Bobby, he was holding Seren with a super panicked face. I can understand the panic he felt, I guess their relationship must be quite deep.

Five minutes ago I really couldn't hold back my anger, being annoyed I pulled the trigger and opened fire.

I didn't hurt anyone with the gun in my hand, I shot the TV right behind Seren, to the surprise that Seren started panicking and then fainted.

While Iklima? The strange girl entered my office in a model-like style that was doing a show, instead of seeing the calm atmosphere as usual she even saw me holding a weapon that I deliberately aimed at Seren. I never intended to shoot that haughty woman, I just wanted to scare her. I'm not that crazy that I have to take someone else's life. I just want to be a father that my daughter can be proud of, a husband who always looks after my Surga Angel, Fatimah Azzahra.

"You two... Take care of the middle-aged man. Ask the doctor to treat it with the best treatment. After waking up, throw him in jail with Seren who became the brains behind this chaos.

I don't want to hear you guys being lenient with him. If the authorities want to see me immediately drive her home." My chatter to Aiman and one of his associates. I pulled the suit I put on the back of the chair, put it on and then prepared to go home.

"And one more thing, have OB clean up my office, I hate this mess." Sayapku.

"Good sir." The two Bodyguards replied together.

I wish something this bad would never happen again. Actually I feel very sorry for the middle-aged man who was beaten by Aiman with his three colleagues in turn. But bad, I can't stop their actions because I want to make the man a deterrent, what's the point of getting the title of a sniper if the skill is only he uses to hurt others. A good human being is one who can benefit the universe.

"I'll drive you to the hospital." Aiman moved from where he stood while bowing.

"No need, I can go alone." I replied while looking at Aiman with a sharp gaze, after which I left the office and walked towards the elevator which would lead me to the ground floor parking lot.

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Meanwhile in the hospital, everyone was happy because Fazila was able to speak normally. Ever since he woke up, he started looking for his prayer, he started reading the Quran while leaning his weak body on the pillow. Memorizing the Qur'an is a deliberate fall in love, and up to any time a child as smart as Fazila will not leave his memorization just because he is injured.

"Darling... Aren't you tired? You just woke up. Rest will make you heal soon." I said as I stroked the head of my precious daughter.

"No Ummi, Fazila would feel better if Fazila read the Qur'an. Fazila just wanted to shine Fazila's heart with the light of the Koran."

"Let your daughter do whatever she wants, son. We felt the calmness multiply just by hearing her beautiful voice." Oma Ochi walked towards me, then clasped my fingers tightly. His full face showed off his best smile.

Five minutes later Fazila stopped reading his Qur'an. His pale face began to show off a smile. I don't know what his little brain is thinking until he's that happy. I really can't guess his way of thinking.

"Grandmother... Please hug Fazila. Oma is beautiful too. Fazila misses you so much." Said my sweet daughter after she put her mushap on the nightstand. She spread her small arms without removing a smile from her beautiful face.

"Great-grandmother also missed Fazila very much. Stay healthy, son. Fazila is the light of our family, Fazila is the coolant of our hearts and views, and Fazila is more precious than our lives." Oma Ochi said as she hugged Fazila's small body.

That much love? And that much love? Really, there is nothing lacking in my life. And I'm always grateful for that. Now it was Mama Nani's turn to embrace Fazila, followed by Opa and her great-grandfather. Only one less than this moment, Abi Fazila is not with us. And...

Tok.Tok-sign.Tok.

The sound of a sudden knock made our netra look towards the door leaf. A smile as beautiful as a full moon began to look as soon as the door leaf was perfectly opened.

"Waws... Beautiful aunt is coming! What's my aunt bringing for Fazila?"

Fazila looks enthusiastic to see the arrival of Sabina. Understandably, they are both like chewing gum that is always attached. Sabina loved Fazila very much, and vice versa. The heart that God binds to love one another will never be happy to see the suffering of his loved ones.

Upon learning that her niece was injured, Sabina began to cry roaring. I never expected to see such a sight from a figure as beautiful as Sabina, me and Fazila had even entered the Vijaya family in less than eight months, but we've had such incredible love. Which of your Lord do you deny? Imagining all of that made my eyes start to water.

"Haha. Sweet chocolate for the sweetest. And of course Aunty will come, who would dare to forbid Aunty to meet the Angel as sweet as Fazila?" Said Sabina while laughing loosely. His white teeth looked shiny. Dimples add to its natural beauty. She doesn't wear thick makeup but her beauty beats beauty advertising stars.

"Sister is coming too? I think I'm still busy at the office. It's not yet home from work?" Sabina asked as she looked at the handsome face of her brother, who in question could only flinch and then spread her thin lips. Seconds later....

Platyakkk!

One jolt landed right on Sabina's smooth forehead, seeing the brother and sister's debate made everyone laugh amusedly. My sweet daughter smiled too.

"www... Pain, sis. Look, I'll definitely repay you." Sabina's chirps while rubbing the top of her head.

"Everyone has gathered. There's something important that Fazila wants to tell me." Fazila said as her room calmed down. Everyone looks astonished.

'Important' That one word shifted my focus. It is not as important as what Fazila will say until his face looks shiny by the light of happiness.

Now we are waiting for what will come out of Fazila's words. Oma Ochi, Opa Ade, Mama Nani, Papa Otis, Sabina and Abinya all have similar facial expressions. 'Casualization' That's the key word. There was no exception for me who was currently sitting on the right side of Fazila.

"When Fazila was injured, Fazila thought Fazila would go far away and would not be able to meet Ummi, Abi, Oma, Opa, Grandpa Buyut, Grandma Buyut and also a beautiful Aunt. Fazila was not afraid of death because Fazila knew God loved Fazila very much." Describe my sweet daughter as soon as she opens her lips. Everyone was silent waiting for what speech would come out of his mouth next.

"When Fazila fell asleep Fazila met a beautiful figure whose beauty overcame thousands of Full Moon.

He was medium-bodied with broad shoulders, there was a red tinge of blushing on him, his hair was dangling until it touched his earlobes. He was more fragrant than the oil of magic. His height was moderate, his skin color was reddish white. His face is like the sun. Indeed, Fazila could no longer describe her beauty because she was more beautiful than anything in the universe.

He said he liked Fazila because Fazila was a good boy, Fazila memorized the Qur'an and Fazila practiced its contents. He also asked Fazila to remain Istikomah. When Fazila woke up Fazila was no longer in pain, Fazila was happy because Fazila could see a face as beautiful as a full moon. He did not come alone, he stood with his friend." Close my sweet daughter while looking at me with a loving look.

Everyone looked at me with astonished looks. Somehow my tears started to spill, I hugged Fazila while crying a mouthful. Not because I was sad, I cried because I was happy. This is truly an amazing gift.

"Ommy... Why is Ummi crying? Is Ummi angry that Fazila is bothering Ummi? Forgive Fazila, Mi. Hiks.Hiks.Hiks." My sweet daughter whines while tightening her arms. Her crying broke, and so did I.

"N-no darling. Ummi was not angry because Fazila was bothering Ummi. Ummi was happy and Ummi was proud. You know it clearly, son. You know very well who you met in your dreams!"

Hearing my words, Fazila nodded her head. He smiled widely while tears still dripped from his shade netra.

"Who did you meet with, son? Do you know who came in your dream?" Opa Ade asked as he held onto Fazila's shoulder.

"Yes... Fazila knows Grandpa's great-grandfather."

"You see his face clearly, who is he, baby?" This time Oma Ochi spoke up. His full face showed that he was really curious.

Fazila looked at me while squinting, I nodded while cupping her innocent face. Slowly Fazila stared one by one all the members of the Wijaya family.

"Grandfather Buyut, Grandmother great, Oma beautiful and Opa good. Beautiful aunt, and lastly Abi who is very dear to Fazila, Fazila met with..." Fazila's words were stuck in her throat, her beautiful face again showing off a smile.

I saw Oma Ochi holding Fazila's fingers while looking at her with a curious look. He looked impatiently waiting for Fazila's next speech. I was the only one to dissolve in my happiness because I knew what Fazila would say next. Holy to Allah with all his gifts, his beauty, and his affection.

"Fazila met the Prophet SAW and Sayyidina Abu Bakr Ash-Shiddiq..." Keep Fazila on again.

"Allaahumma shalli 'alaa sayyidinaa Muhammad. Wa 'alaa aali sayyidinaa Muhammad. Subhaanallaah, Allaahu Akbar. Laa ilaaha illallaah."

Opa Ade and Oma Ochi prostrated themselves on the floor, crying as they spoke Salawat, Takbir and Tahmid.

When Opa Ade and Oma Ochi were still bowing in gratitude, Araf's parents unexpectedly came. They look surprised to see the behavior of Oma Ochi and Opa Ade. But I clearly say, my sweet daughter is very lucky. He was given the most beautiful dream, a dream that even I dreamed of.

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