Fazila Tipan From Heaven
Only Dreams? (Diagram)

"Tomorrow Fazila will perform, and this will be his last performance.

To be honest, I'm very sad. For me this month has been going very fast. Ummi Fazila and Fazila are going back to the city of Malang, I feel like half my soul is going to disappear."

I sat in silence. My words were lipped. I feel like I want to say a lot of things, unfortunately that remark really doesn't want to come out. I can't even look at his handsome face.

Fatimah... You're in big trouble! I muttered to myself. While head? Don't ask me again, I still duck in silence. All over my body was cold hot, between fear and anxiety. It seems that's all I feel. And at a time like this, I think my daughter, Meyda Noviana Fazila, is coming soon and we're both leaving.

Where did the kid go? Should he leave us like this? I asked myself a question that I would not find the answer to if I just sat there doing nothing.

"W-how is Ummi Fazila?"

Hearing the question my head that had been down now lifted up perfectly, for a moment I looked into his eyes. Two minutes ago he asked the same question, and now he is repeating the question.

Is he nervous? Flesh out what he is until he keeps repeating the same question. And look at the fingers, the fingers can't stay still. Yahh... I think he really feels nervous.

"My news is good. You don't have to be nervous. To be honest, I was still angry with you yesterday. But not anymore.

Now it's... I have been able to accept the Destiny that God has laid out for me. Allah tested his servant not because he insulted him, but to know that he could endure and be patient in Faith and Taqwa. And I think now I am wiser. It's not that I have everything, it's because God has given me strength so that I can survive even in bad conditions." I said while making a smile.

I don't know what this beautiful man in front of me is thinking? He shed his tears without shame. It's time we forget the past and return to normal life like nothing happened. I think that's best for both of us.

For Fazila's business? He could meet her at any time, because I would never hurt anyone. She's entitled to my daughter because she's her ashes.

"We will return to Malang after this event of Hafidz Qur'an ends. You do not have to worry, you can meet Fazila whenever you want. If Fazila is off school, she can come with you to Jakarta. This is all I can do to keep my daughter from suffering.

So then... I mean, you don't have to think about whether I feel comfortable or not, because actually if my daughter was happy I would be much happier." I said long and wide. I think he understands what I mean, the face that used to look tense is now starting to look calm.

"Do Ummi Fazila have to go back to Malang? After the Hafidz Qur'an is finished, stay here for a few more days. I'll ask Iklima to take Ummi Fazila wherever Ummi Fazila wants." Said the man who was currently sitting in front of me.

A guy? Yahh... I still call him that. Not because I hated him, but I couldn't get along with him.

Fazila Ummi? He still calls me that, and I think it sounds more beautiful than he calls my name directly.

"It seems that it can't. We have to get back to Malang, Fazila hasn't been in school for a long time." Reply while staring at the shady face in front of me.

I saw the owner of the beautiful face looked disappointed, the face that had carved a thin smile now turned moody. But it did not take long, a second later he forced his smile, whether he tried to tease me or tried to be mediocre, I really could not guess the way of his mind.

"You can visit Malang once a month, or whenever you miss Fazila you can meet him. Don't you know Kiai Hasan well? Fazila's gonna be at his boarding school, I mean all day." I try to calm down.

"Thank you for everything. Ummi Fazila allowed Fazila to meet me and my family, which is the greatest gift God has given me.

Even if I have to be without this second, no more regrets will haunt me." Said the man again, this time he wiped the corner of his watery eyes with the back of his hand. Apparently, he wasn't lying. And that's enough for me.

"Ommy... Abi..." Fazila called out while waving her hand. Her sweet smile seemed to wipe away all my sorrows.

"Ommy... Abi, that place is so beautiful. There are a lot of kids over there. But, Fazila doesn't like it because there's a lot of boys." Say my sweet daughter after she stands on my right side. His hand pointed north, the playground.

"Is princess Ummi really fond of this place?" I asked while tightly grasping his fingers.

"Have played enough! Let's get back the dormitory. Princess Ummi must learn. Princess Ummi had to repeat the memorization. And princess Ummi must win every challenge. Does princess Ummi understand...?" This time I asked while cupping Fazila's pretty face with both of my hands.

Oh Allah... It seems like my sweet princess is enjoying this atmosphere very much. How could he hold our hands at the same time? What if someone sees and misunderstands this relationship? I really can't say anything, seeing my unhappy daughter is a lot scarier than other people scolding me. Oh Allah forgive me. I muttered to myself while following the footsteps of my sweet daughter who was currently filled with happiness that I myself could not guess the depth.

Meanwhile in a different place, stood a woman with tremendous vexation. He looked at the three people in front of him with a sharp gaze, as if that gaze wanted to tear his opponent to pardon.

"Alan's... Is this why you rejected me? You rejected me just because of a single mother! See what I can do with that woman. I will never forgive any woman who dares to approach my Alan." Grumpily Seren while clenching his hands. His teeth were trembling as it held back the anger that was rising.

Just as Seren was moving from where he was, he was instead startled by Araf who was also standing on a different side.

As long as Araf's body trembled, his breathing was irregular. Tears did not stop dripping from his eyeballs, it seemed like the scene that had just happened in front of him gave a huge shock to his soul.

Ummie... Abi...!

Those two words continued to echo in Araf's sense of hearing. Seren who stared at him until astonished to see Araf who stood without energy. Fortunately Amri who stood next to him was very alert and held both arms so as not to fall.

"Looking at your facial expression, I don't think Alan said anything about that woman.

It's fair that your best friend turned me down, he got a cheap woman buy one free. I'll never let go. If I can't get Alan, then even that cheap lady can't get my Alan." Seren spoke in a tone full of anger.

"Shut your mouth!" Araf shouted in a high tone, some people who passed nearby stopped their footsteps from hearing Araf's screaming voice.

"Never think of harming that woman. If you dare to do so even after I warn you, then I don't know what bad things I can do to you." Araf ketus.

After venting his anger at Seren, Araf stepped in a limp. The look in his eyes was empty, seeing his best friend with the woman he loved so much was a great shock to his soul. He really wants to vent his anger, to whom will he vent the anger that is currently hurting his soul?

Even in the car Araf could only remain still, but his tears could not stop dripping.

Ummie... Abi...

Again those two words echoed in his sense of hearing. Poor Araf, he even covered his ears because he did not want to hear those two words again.

Aaaaaaaa!

With all his might Araf began to shout, anyone who heard his screams would definitely cry out in long sorrow, and that was what Amri was experiencing at this moment. Seeing his Master helpless, he could only cry while hitting his chest. It was not as heavy as the burden on his heart until the two handsome men cried out in deep sorrow.

"I can't just shut up. I have to ask Alan.

It's... I have to ask Alan. I'm sure this must not be true. I must have heard it wrong." Araf tried to convince his heart. And for the last time, he removed the corner of the eye with the back of his hand then left the Mall parking area that became the source of his dilemma.

Alan... I believe in you! You're the only person closest to me and the person I trust the most in this world. If what I hear and what I see is true, you can no longer be my pride!

Lord...

I hope all this isn't true. I wish none of this was real. And I wish all this was just a dream. Grumbling Araf with a high tone of voice, he did not even pay attention to Amri who was chasing his car.

No need to worry about the future, keep asking for help in the power. And no need to stress, because whatever becomes your destiny will certainly find its own way to find you.

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