Fazila Tipan From Heaven
Fainted

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..."

Abi Fazila and I said hello at the same time. All eyes looked at us with loving eyes.

"Wa'alaikum..." Reply to everyone with a smile.

"You guys have come? Sit down, baby." Mama Nani smiled as she held my finger. I ducked then kissed his left and right cheeks.

Abi Fazila and I sat next to Oma Ochi. Meanwhile Fazila sat down near Sabina. Their smiles show how special tonight is. We gathered again in the big house of Wijaya after a long time.

"Alan, what's the doctor saying? When's your daughter going to the hospital for her regular checkup?" Opa Ade asked after swallowing all the food in his mouth. He ate only a little, he also did not eat meat or fish, he only ate all kinds of vegetables.

"The doctor says we don't have to worry about Fazila's condition. Next month Fazila will get her regular check-ups." Reply Abi Fazila while scooping the rice in front of him.

"Why next month, son? Was there a problem with the examination last time?" This time Papa spoke up, he looked worried. Understandably, Fazila is everyone's pride.

"No, Pa. The doctor only wanted to find out Fazila's condition after a month. He assumed, if Fazila we do not feel pain in that time, then it has been made sure Fazila we will not experience any more difficulties."

"Thank God. Mama was so afraid to imagine those bad moments." Mama continued while looking at me and Abi Fazila in turn.

"We all need not worry anymore, God willing, we will always be protected by God. No matter how bad a day we go through, or how good a day we go through it all we should be grateful for." This time I spoke with tears. Abi Fazila who saw me shed tears immediately patted my shoulder slowly.

A second later everyone refocused on each other's food. No more conversations, only the sound of spoons and garfu.

Five minutes later everyone was already sitting in the living room, sitting leisurely while talking about something simple. Believe it or not? Take the time to chat with family members even though only a moment can bring everyone closer, only by communicating with each other we will understand each other.

"O yes, Pa. Riska called earlier today, saying that her family members had started preparing everything they needed to prepare for Araf and Sabina's wedding. They also decided to use the Alan Hotel as a place for the recipe.

Isn't this amazing? Mama was very moved when Jeng Riska said her wedding preparations had reached fifty percent. Aren't they very quick and enthusiastic?" Mama Nani spoke while looking at Sabina's beautiful face. Not a word came out from Sabina's words, she only showed her shameful attitude.

"Ommy... Fazila's going to the bathroom." Fazila held my finger while showing her sleepy face.

"Honey, you don't have to bother your Ummi. Aunt Sabina will go with you. Aunt Sabina knows that you're very sleepy. Auntie decides, you're going to sleep with aunt tonight, how?"

"Gaziness....!" Fazila jumped up in excitement, hearing Sabina's words made her really excited. Everyone started smiling happily at his funny behavior. Including Opa Ade, he even spouted mineral water in his mouth because he saw Fazila's innocent behavior. And of course that provoked everyone's laughter. It was not that we were being disrespectful to the Wijaya family elders, we started laughing because we saw Opa Ade laughing out loud.

"alright. Beautiful princess Ummi can sleep with aunt Sabina, but on one condition. Beautiful princess Ummi can't bother aunt Sabina, okay?"

"Ready, okay!" Fazila saluted as she narrowed her eyes. Oma Ochi who saw her adorable behavior laughed again.

A second later Fazila began to hug everyone, starting from me, then Abinya, Oma, Opa, his great-grandmother and finally his great-grandfather. She set her little feet with Sabina towards the room near the stairs after she greeted everyone.

Two minutes passed after Fazila and Sabina left, Papa, Opa and Abi Fazila were seen talking about their business. Honestly, I don't really understand their discussion because my whole life, I've never been involved with any of that. Mama, Oma Ochi and I have different stories, like all our women only discuss household matters. Every now and then Mama recounts her fellow arise who tried to approach her only to match their son with Sabina.

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Fifteen minutes later we were back together in the living room, and Mama began to discuss the plans of anyone she would invite at Sabina's wedding. The next two weeks will be the busiest day for everyone. Because at that time Araf will do the delivery, his engagement will be done simply, will not be as lively as at the party.

"Darling, do you need Sabina's room? Mama is afraid that the boy will pass his Isha Prayer? What if it happens?" Mama asked as she stared at the beaming face of Ummi Fazila.

"Mama don't have to worry. Sabina would not go through her prayers as long as she was with Fazila. The sweet child will not let the tantinya fall asleep before they perform the Isha Prayer." Reply Ummi Fazila in a convincing voice, he smiled as he looked at Mama with a look of affection.

Of course Mama believes that, because she knows her sweet granddaughter very well. Anyone who was nearby would be exposed to her good nature, not least Sabina. Mama knew very well the parable of good and evil friends was like a man carrying perfume and a blacksmith. The one who carries the perfume may either give you or at least you get the fragrance from it. As for the blacksmith, it may be that your clothes are on fire because of the spark.

"Your daughter is right Nani. Fazila will help Sabina become an aunt she can be proud of for her kindness. So you don't have to worry about them, sit back and enjoy your warm tea." Babe Opa Ade looked at Mama who looked worried.

"Your father is right Nani, you're too old to worry at your age." Oma Ochi teased Mama while glancing at Papa who was sitting next to her.

"alright. Because tonight's a beautiful night, Fatimah's gonna go whitewash and make the most delicious cake for all of us."

"Can you make a cake?"

"Of course, Oma. Fatimah is a good cake maker." Reply Ummi Fazila again. Seeing her cherry expression made me feel calm.

"Ummi's sure Ummi can make it?"

"Of course, Abi. Ummi is very sure, because while in Malang not a few who order cakes made by Ummi. It won't be long." Said Ummi Fazila, after which he passed from before me while carrying his sweet smile.

I really can't get far from Ummi Fazila, why would he bother making cookies, isn't there some Art he can use his power for?

"You don't have to frown like that, Alan! Your wife will be back soon. You bad boy!" Oma Ochi surprised me with her words. He could guess my way of thinking just by looking at my pouting face. It didn't take long for everyone to laugh at me. All right, I won't be mad for that because I know I deserve to be laughed at. Maybe I'm the only husband who can't be away from his wife. Whatever people think of this, I really don't care.

Aaaaaaaa!

The loud screams coming from the kitchen shocked everyone. No exception Opa Ade and Oma Ochi, their sepuh faces look tense. A second later everyone ran towards the source of the sound, I was in the front row.

The duarrrrr!

Like in a lightning strike, my entire body felt numb. Everyone was as surprised as I was. How not to be surprised, Ummi Fazila was lying on the cold, unconscious kitchen floor. Somehow this panic began to fill my chest cavity.

"What's wrong with my wife?" To my surprise I didn't even realize what words were coming out of my mouth. I shouted harshly at the two Art who were standing near the refrigerator. This is the reason when our anger is encouraged to be silent, not because silence is golden, but silence is better than we put out useless words. Words we will regret afterwards. Now everyone gathered in the kitchen with the same worry. I lifted the weak body of Ummi Fazila with tears.

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