FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 120 "Another Name"

*Hafizah Palace

"Bak, where's the eucalyptus oil?"

"Oh..." Ufi's mother rushed to look for him in her box.

"Here, Gus!"

"Sory, I better wait in the living room, yeah."

I came back when the woman came out the door. He looked up after turning his face to me. Calling me.

"Your name is Iza?"

"Ranaa Hafizah, Mom."

"Okay, can I have a chat for a minute? But, you put down your glass first, yeah."

"Gus, I was invited to chat outside. Excuse me," I said.

Ufi ma'am moved her mouth, asking without making a sound. I moved my hand by pointing towards the kitchen.

"Come, Mom!"

"Where?"

"In front of the kitchen alone, ngggeh."

He's following me.

There is no chair. We stood by exchanging serious views. But, I don't understand why I look at him as if I already know me.

"If you're the baby I bought first, I gave you the name Shanna Zazlyn. Once you're grown up, I don't do you that baby, honey. But, the birthmark you have is exactly the same. I am Syawa and the one in the living room was Kabi. We were your parents."

"Sorry, Mom. But I am not that baby. The birthmark is just the same coincidence. My parents are with Mini and Seed."

"Your house is Tulungagung?"

I nodded.

"It's a pity that I didn't get to ask you the name of the person who found you. But, honey, they're just people from the region whose original home is Tulungagung. Did your parents ever migrate to Madura Township?"

I nodded. Because as I recall my mother did tell me about ever wander there.

"May I hug you?"

Suwa's mother stretched out both her hands. Grabbing body. Everything that is delivered from the heart will surely fall to the heart. Although I do not believe she is the woman who was once my mother, but in that embrace I felt sincerity. Just a few minutes, and then he let me go.

"Why are you so sure you're not the son this family is looking for?"

"My mom loves me very much. Loving me. Work hard for their children. My Eldest Brother and My Brother were also able to grow up after Father died. It's all thanks to my mother's hard work."

"You don't want to ask your mother this?"

"What should I be sure of, Mom?"

"The truth of you, honey. What if it turns out you're actually part of this family, who's been looking for you for seventeen years? That possibility is definitely there, Baby. Zazlyn, no matter what happens, your biological parents must be expecting you. They got separated from you for reasons they never wanted. Was there not the slightest feeling when you had been here for a long time? Proximity is possible."

"They're respectable people. How could I dare to think that, Mom? Mami's closeness is limited to teachers and students."

"I don't care if you call me Mom. To date I have not had a son, dear." Bu Syawa curled her lips, but was sad in her eyes.

"To make sure of everything, Mamah wants to take you to see my mother. We're looking for an explanation. As someone who loves you so much, your mother must have a hard time telling the truth. By opening up all the truth, my mother must be ready to let go of what she loves most - you. That would be a big risk. It is only natural that you have never heard of this matter. You think that far, Zaz?"

I'm shaking.

"That's what we made sure of, yeah. Mom came all the way here and wanted to make sure of that. If this truth leads to you, you will have three parents. They all love you. It's tough, but your biological parents need reassurance. Seventeen years is a short time, Zaz. Too long's. Poor them. This family is a good family, they didn't let you off your mother. Believe me!"

"Mbak Iza, look for Nyai's mother."

Me and Miss Hayes looked at it at the same time.

"Yes, Miss Fi."

"Good to the living room, yeah, Zaz." Miss Syawa touched my shoulder. "Darling, be honest with your mother. Whatever he asks, answer honestly."

My soul's limp. My steps also follow. With all the past that has happened, what happens if Bu Syawa's belief is true? My presence will add new problems. How the students will accept me as their teacher's family, whereas I am just a loser who is afraid of what will happen. I'm afraid it won't be accepted. Why is it so hard to be honest?

"They? Reneo (get here), Nduk!"

I'm shaking. If the wound on my back just makes them ask, what about the others? I sat on the edge of the bed after Gus Fakhar stood up.

"Wong tuwane sampeyan mbiyen opo ever lungo neng Madura?"

Translation: (Your parents used to have ever migrated to Madura?)

I nodded.

"Your old wong is Tulungagung?"

I nodded again.

Bu nyai tried to resuscitate his back to the wall of the room. I helped him.

"Opo sampeyan purun tested DNA, Iz?"

Translation: (Are you willing to be tested for DNA, Iz?)

I lowered my head.

"Ummik nyuwun ikhlase sampeyan, Nduk."

Translation: (Ummik asks for your sincerity, Nduk)

I don't know why my mouth is freezing. My mouth can only open a little without a word of hang I can get out.

"Wis ngene ae, Fakhar, Mbak Syawa, Mas Kabi, sampeyan karo Ummik dino iki neng Tulungagung nepangi wong tuwane. Ummik wants to mengyuwun pirso."

Translation: (It's like this, Fakhar, Ms. Syawa, Mas Kabi, you and Ummik today will go to Tulungagung to meet your parents. Ummik wants to know ask something)

"Enggeh, Miss Nyai."

*Fakharuddin Akhyar Al - Ameen

"Iz, is it possible that you are Tsaniya who has grown up? But, why do I as a real person feel nothing? If that's true, does that mean I've fooled my own feelings? Is all the care I give you the feeling of brother and sister I didn't realize? This feeling is another. I couldn't deny my attention to him. But, why would that feeling distract me from Mbak Ulya? Why did I ever want to have it even though I finally admitted I could never do it? It's not funny that I'm fooled by my own feelings." I'm ingrained. I looked at him who was upset.

"Fakhar, Iza, cobo sawangen Ummik!" (Fakhar, Iza, take a look at Ummik!)

I looked at ummik.

"You two look alike."

I looked at Iza. He's looking at me too. "O Allah, what is closest to man will never be seen by the eye until his guidance comes." I don't know what he's thinking now.

"Ufi master, nyuwun roll until and siapno Ummik goods."

Translation: (Ufi Master, ask for help you prepare Ummik items)

Ngapunten last night wasn't so up. I fell asleep, O God.. 🙈🙈🙈🙈️ Know-know it's time to wake up. Tonight 2 eps first, ngggeh. Stay tuned for the next episodes until the opening of the identity of Fizah, the waiting of Gus Yazeed and Pak Nizam, the willingness of Bu Mini who must release Fizah.

1. Whether the resemblance of Gus Yazeed and Pak Nizam also leads to another mystery.

2. Can Fizah go abroad?

3. When will Fizah get married and with whom will she mate?

4. To whom will Ratna's heart be anchored and will the baby she will be born with be saved?

5. Will Mr Sulaiman who once loved Mbak Rubia be present in the future?

6. What was the fate of the trash later on?

7. What is the fate of Mr. Su and the next Judge?

8. Who is the Ufi Father?

There is 2 more....... Thanks everyone.. ^________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________.