Fazila Tipan From Heaven
Adu Jotos (Part2)

My office condition is so bad, all the important documents on the table are now scattered on the floor. I feel like I'm in the boxing arena right now because Araf really doesn't want to budge. His face was smashed, his white clothes looked dirty but still he attacked me brutally.

Compared to Araf who was aggressive, I would rather avoid. Dodging so as not to be hit by his blow, and avoiding not to hit him.

Araf's sharp gaze seemed to paralyze my soul, I felt weak looking at his behavior. Rather than thinking about what I should do, I would rather focus on the last move, a move where Araf would not be able to get away from me. And he has to answer every question.

Alright. Let's do it, this is all I can do to end it all. Ii'm sorry. I muttered while looking at Araf's next move. And without a second thought I immediately loosened my das then...

Tekkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkatka. I pushed Araf softly, but the push sent him slamming against the wall. It's not that I'm cruel, it's just that this is the only way to stop this silliness.

And before Araf knew it, as fast as lightning I tied his hands together with my chest so that he could no longer use his hands to hit me.

"Let go! Untie my hand!" Said Araf while looking at me with an annoyed look.

Instead of heeding her words, I smiled with relief. I'm relieved that Araf can't dwell. A second later I lay on the floor breathing deeply and then slowly throwing it away from my lips, I felt very relieved.

Araf did the same, he lay on the floor, and our gazes focused on the ceiling of my office.

A second, two seconds, even until the fifth minute passed there was no conversation between the two of us. My words are still on my lips.

"I don't know what to do with you. I was so upset that I thought I was going to end both of our lives in this ridiculous fight.

Yep... I admit I won't be able to beat you in this fight, you can even break my bones if you want, but you chose not to do that." Araf broke the silence.

I started smiling at Araf's confession, I forgot that I was very good at martial arts. Maybe that's all I had until I was so confident not to rely on bodyguards.

"Sand jotos? This really sucks." Connect the nerve again. He stared at my bruised face while sighing harshly. Our faces were equally bruised.

"You know this sucks! Then why would you rather use your muscles than your brain? Isn't talking nice while drinking coffee much better than attacking each other?" I started to search Araf with my short questions. I looked at that handsome face while enduring the pain in the corner of the lips. There was no answer from him, he approached me and then lay on my left, we both stared at the ceiling of my office as if we were staring at a cluster of stars that were shining brightly.

"I'm not jealous of you. I have no revenge on you either. I'm just mad." Araf hung up his sentence.

Of jealousy? Getting angry? A grudge? I catch these three words from Araf's short speech. I think he's really angry. There were no words I could say to calm him down, for I myself did not understand what kind of trouble his heart was in.

"Yesterday!" Again Araf could only hang his sentence. I looked at her face with a curious look.

"What makes it so hard to say the burden on your heart? You're usually very fussy."

"Yeah... You're right, I'm usually very fussy. But this time it was different. I look at you as my rival, not my best friend." Araf spoke frankly. His voice sounded very angry.

A rival? Does Araf know everything? How could?

"Yeah... I know everything! Even this moment of anger had filled my pores.

Seeing your face made me think that I should break your bones! If only this tie hadn't tied my hands, I swear I'd beat you up until I forgot we were friends." Araf's reticence gave me goosebumps all over my body, a dozen years passed since we became friends. But for the first time I saw Araf this angry.

I know he has every right to be angry with me, but right now I don't want to be blamed for my position as a father. I have to stand up straight for my beloved daughter.

Hearing Araf's words made me want to cry. I know everything! Yes... I know everything.

"Do you know Fazila? The poor boy couldn't raise his head when his friends mocked him because he didn't have a father.

I really don't know, the friend I'm so proud of turned out to be a loser who could only hide under his control."

"Enough! Enough already!" I screamed loudly, luckily my office was soundproofed. Araf and I looked at each other with angry eyes.

"I've always been looking for her, but I can't find her. I'mtired. I can't breathe either.

Do you know what? For eight years I could not sleep at night, and during the day I always forced myself to work so that the bad memories of that night did not haunt me." I said in a high voice. My breath is starting to get irregular. Looking at my behavior, Araf could only shut up. For a moment we were both silent. In my silence, my tears kept dripping.

I closed my eyes while presenting the face of Ummi from my pious daughter. I feel like screaming, my soul is in revolt. All this was painful, so painful that breathing was heavy.

"It all started when I saw Seren spending the night with another man. The woman I love so much and cherish is throwing my love into a ditch.

I feel bad! I feel dirty!

I'm not mad that Seren betrayed me. I'm mad at myself, I'm so stupid for loving the wrong woman. Imagining everything makes me want to vomit. I ran away so I wouldn't feel the pain.

You see how fate finds its way? I who never touched a mouthful of liquor, and I a man who always upheld the dignity of women ended up with a great sin of abusing women as good as Umm Fazila.

I was not aware of my actions. The Saliha woman asked me to let go, for some reason I only saw Seren in her, until I finally avenged my frustration at the wrong woman. I'm sure Satan laughs to see me commit an unforgivable sin.

I realized when everything had happened, I left like a loser. And when I came back to account for everything, he disappeared like smoke leaving no trace.

I only knew everything when Fazila appeared on the screen. Now tell me, what am I supposed to do? I don't even deserve to be gone before that saliha woman asks for it." I patted my chest, tight. It feels so crowded. My breath was irregular, my eyes blank.

"You remember when I disappeared? Everyone was worried about looking for me, that's when it all happened. Everything feels like a nightmare. I wonder why I didn't just go before something bad happened.

Every night, the screams of the saliha woman echoed in my ears. His voice always haunts me. I consider myself smart, I am really stupid. I can't even remember his face. She's the woman I've always told you about, the woman who's always present in my dreams.

What should I do if the power has not given me permission? For years looking for him, he was actually present in front of me at the event I sponsored.

Now that I find him, should I avoid such an irresponsible loser? Tell me, what should I do? If your advice is good then I will!" I asked Araf while unbinding his hand.

Poor araf! He could only shut up, stop. The look in his eyes was empty, he stood up then left my office while carrying his deep sadness. I am the same, this sorrow paralyzes my soul. All of this exceeds my limits.

Now I understand the reason behind Araf's anger. My whole office was a mess because of her work, but she didn't destroy my laptop because she knew it was precious to me. He started this fight because he loved me so much. I hope Araf is okay. Seeing the way he left me, I'm sure he was very surprised.

This useless jujotos leaves a wound. Whether Araf or I, we both bear the same burden, the burden of not wanting to see the woman we love get hurt. Whatever happens in the future, I pray that the power always bestows its grace on both of us.

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