FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 113 "Give Opportunity"
*Hafizah Palace
Everything feels hard. I was overwhelmed by the question that turned towards me. I who should get an answer should give an answer. Previously I did not think that far Yazeed would give an option that felt mediated, but instead acted. Askutu tadullu 'ala na'am, then if I remain silent, my attitude will be expressed as consent. But I was pressed by a confusing situation. I stopped responding.
I weigh in on my heart. Given what my mother wanted, but not my mother's favorite of Mr. Nizam. So I decided to give an answer.
"That means Gus Yazeed can't fulfill my request?"
"Can't not. Yes no problem if that you want. But, if you can agree with my question, then why not? That means you mind too?"
"I am seventeen years old. My mother's message."
"Can I see your mother again? I'll go to your mother for immediate blessing. Give me your address!"
"No need, Gus."
"Your mother hasn't spoken to me even once we've met. Your mother would be hard to bless her daughter if she doesn't know who the man proposed to her. I've never messed around, Zah."
"If my mother decides the same?"
"OKAY. I will try to fulfill your request. But, I need to have a four-eye talk with your mother."
Shudders. Between yes and no. I really like it, but my desire is not passionate to immediately build a household with him. The advice of my mother, Gus Fakhar, and Mbak Ufi who repeatedly reminded me of my age was my biggest consideration. I am not Sayyidah Ummul Mukminin Aisyah radiyallahu anha who was married by His Majesty the Prophet when he was nine years old.
I finally told you where my home address was. I gave him that chance. After all, I'm sure my mother won't change her mind or at least my mother will always give a statement that my mother will give her decision to me.
"I'll be here again if I talk to your mom."
I'd be happy if Yazeed would be willing to wait for me that long. What is wrong if it is true love. I'm pretty confident because what I'm dealing with is a guy who knows my past. Not with Mr. Nizam because I will be haunted by feelings of unease.
Yazeed returns home. Reason has an important task.
Gus Fakhar and Mbak Ufi prepared to meet me.
"Are you ready to accept him?"
"God, Gus."
"I hope you get the best."
"May njenengan also be happy, Gus," said Mbak Ufi. Intended to remind that there is Ning Ulya who has been ready to be born inwardly accompany the period of his struggle to live as if.
"Aamiinu. You really don't want me to ask for DNA testing? Ummik agrees with that. Abah also advised. It's nothing, Iz."
"Gus, what a hell of a deal. It's just the feeling there's something so awkward?" ask Ufi Ma'am.
"No."
"What's so awkward?"
"No, Gus. Genengan do not care what he said Ufi. He likes ngawur."
"Sorry, Gus. Wouldn't it be too much if I took part in the test? I am not a brother. Not."
"Yes, yeah. I-i understand. You're not my sister. But what is wrong if it is proven. You just want maremne (fun) Ummik and Abah."
"I don't deserve it, Gus. I can't take that test." I dare to say that word. And also spontaneously.
"What's wrong?" Gus Fakhar.
"Gus, Iza's mom won't cut her hair, Gus. Pas midnight. Iza's mother is sleeping."
I hurriedly slashed his arm quite hard.
"Nothing, Gus."
"For anyone with a birthmark similar to Tsaniya, she deserves a chance."
Fakharuddin Akhyar Al - Ameen
Where maybe the Iza is Tsaniya. I don't see any signs. Even if I feel like there's something I can't explain when Iza's with me, I'm sure it's not related to that. I wish it wasn't Iza, Tsaniya.
"But okay if you don't want to. It's not a blessing if you're not sincere."
"Sorry, Gus."
"It's okay. What matters is that I've been trying to persuade you."
"Yeah." Yeah." Ufi was disappointed.
I looked into Iza's eyes. He threw his face away.
"Iz I'll always be willing if you're a relief worker of any kind."
That's my way of making up for feelings that won't be possible to get to the contest. Even if he would later match Mas Yazeed who I think is not so suitable for him, as much as possible I will help him. I would be very happy if one day he could finish his memorization and have a chance to go to college. Maybe later Iza and Iza are destined to go through college together. Ranaa Hafizah, you are my first love.
He's flicking my sentences. I caught a glare in his eyes. I can't ruin the feelings God has secured for me by forcing me to accept what I want to give. For a moment I forgot that everything that was laid down in the name of love, he would not leave disappointed. The more he understands the nature of love itself, there will never be any pain. Love is what treats. From love to love to love to love.
"What's wrong. Go!"
Iza and Mbak Ufi are edging back without a word.
Right now, I am still trying to cultivate another love. It is as if my heart is infertile to grow the seed of love that has been sown. It takes a long enough process. So, the farmer must be patient if he wants to eat. Try to hurry or the seedlings will not grow perfectly. I've been saying that to Ms. Ulya since the beginning.
With me at that time asking her to cancel the match, while after that the match was still being made, I already felt enough to make her understand. My marriage was officially postponed until Tsaniya was actually found. Therefore, abah now participates in proposing that Iza is willing to contribute to the test. But, honey, he's too shy to accept it. I can't force it and it doesn't matter either. Because, my hidden desire secretly whispers the word that Iza is not Tsaniya. Only God and I know.
Happy reading. 12. THE TWO OF THEM ARE IN THE SAME WAY THAT THEY ARE IN A PLACE OF THE TWO.
Sorry, ngggeh, just one eps ajaaaah. ⁇ ️😁