ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 90. PARTING

Fiora did not show up all day, but by the time she arrived, she was already in her father's room. Georgia's daughter deliberately did this, she wanted to be filial in silence when the father had entered into a dreamland.

Fio is determined to support the Papa without many words and assumptions from humans to be labeled as a filial child.

"It's my way of staying close to Papa at this time."

All the gifts of Fayyadh always accompany wherever he goes, jackets, prayer beads, bracelets and even a silly lamp sticker attached to his phone.

"Mas. I feel accompanied by you because of all these things," Fiora smiled faintly.

Two weeks passed, Glenn's condition without Fiora appearing before him gradually improved even though the girl's life is like a nocturnal animal now.

Night was awake until noon, because he had to teach in the campus also take care of Flyffy. After that, Fiora was only in the room, resting and relying on information from Sindy about the condition of the father.

Like today. The right moment, for him to leave.

"Sin, I'm saying yes. Please help take care of Flyffy physically while I'm away, don't tell anyone. Other business I can still finish one by one. Only my Flyffy is intact," pinta Fio, while packing a travel bag containing important objects of his.

"Miss will come back, right?" isakan Sindy halted his employer's temporary activities.

"Sure, but I don't know when. Here I'll drop all the documents for Papa. The symbolic handover of the relinquishment of his faculty responsibilities on campus was also the key to my car and my safe. All Papa's gifts I hand them back, as well as a letter. That's it, pray for me," Fiora's grin was painfully painted on her ayu face.

"Miss." Sindy hugged tightly, sobbing on the employer's shoulder for a moment.

Slowly Fio released a hug, he patted Sindy's arm. "Strengthen me. Help from afar yes," the message again, heavy say but must.

Georgia's eldest daughter, stepping steadily towards her father's room, dragged her blue suitcase.

Geck. Geck.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Papa," said Fio cheerfully.

Glenn flabbergasted. Her old Netra patterned seeing the appearance of a mere princess wayang.

"YOU!"

"Don't be angry, Papa just healthy right? it seems that the presence of Fio is the cause of Papa's illness. For that, today I'm allowed to go for a while until Papa accepts me. Pray for Pa. Fiora Akshaya will remain filial in her way" said Fio approaching the father who was eating a snack accompanied by the nurse.

"God!"

"I-zinkan Fio salim, un-tuk perpi-sahan se-militara, Pp-aaa," his cry broke. He's not as loud as he thought.

"Leave everything you've ever achieved and given me" said Glenn cynically, hoping his daughter would choose to stay and return. He thought Fiora would not be able to live without luxury.

"I left it to Sindy. Te-rima kas-sssihhh for all her P-paa, sorry Fio has not been the daughter of Papa y-aang ta'at," said Fio, not step by step trying to reach the hand of the father.

Glenn threw his face away, brushed aside Fio's hand, and shuffled his back to the princess. The health condition of her real self does not make receding the intention of an Akshaya, exactly the meaning of the name she gave.

Princess Georgia sighed. Wiping away tears.

"Fiora Akshaya thanks the Tusakti clan for being born into the world. Like Papa's hope when pinning a beautiful name that I will grow like a perennial flower, firm stance, although according to Papa all my attitude is wrong. Pa-mit ya Pa, just ju-mpa again," Fio took a deep breath, then turned his steps, leaving the father.

"Mas, I am now like Abdul 'Ash bin Rabi'i, the husband of Rosulullah's daughter Zainab. The story makes me cry all day long until I'm firm and firm on this path."

The maids who saw the appearance of the young lady were now filled with awe, amazement but at the same time miris. The beauty of Fiora, her obedience is also secretly done during her illness was not to make their great master melt.

"Sorry Papa yes, also Fio if many wrong you all along. Titip Papa was also Febian while I was away studying. I'm sorry," he told the assembled maids as he pulled out his blue Mio matic motorcycle, his.

"Non, where are you going?" the driver shed tears. No employer is as gentle as Fiora despite differing beliefs as they used to be.

"No need. Fio can, there's a God and good people who will look after you out there. Just pray yes," replied Fio smiling sweetly, further strengthening the beauty even though the face ayu without polished make-up.

Nothing can prevent the persistence of the young lady. They released Fiora with a loud cry.

Glenn saw the departure of the eldest daughter from the balcony, without feeling her tears dripping. "Georgia, get him."

The young lady's goal, at an address Wisesa gave her the other day. His heart slowly strengthened as the length of the steps stretched out leaving the Tusakti residence even though the face did not recede in the patter of tears.

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These few days Fayyadh is restless. He repeatedly opened a group chat supplier Flyffy who had been abandoned due to the termination of cooperation between the two parties. The admins have him out, remaining the three of them, Abah, him and Fio.

Then try to find something that might dampen the anxiety. He opened the social media, looking for something in Flyffy's latest post.

"Eh, tumben there is a personal upload," said Fayyadh while scrolling the contents of the homepage of the online store owned by Fiora.

"It's time to go, even if there's no place to stop."

Fayyadh read the caption of the last post there, for a photo that made him smile. Clearly displayed, the woman's left hand grasped the dandelion flower that was blown by the wind. "My jacket's still saved as it turns out and those two things are coiled around your wrist right now. What's the point of all this, Fio?"

Angan handsome man soaring high, trying to explore space.

"Who is that woman? eye shape? Abi urged me to immediately give an answer to the submission of ta'aruf Zaynah, but I was worried that my dream was a signal" said Fayyadh.

Kusuma's man then made a call to someone he considered worthy of his opinion.

"Assalamu'alaikum, lecturer Shan's doctor, is not busy?" kekeh Fayyadh greeting his cousin.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Ustad Althafaris Fayyadh. I just got home, Tumben call. Antum is upset again?" reply to cousin.

"Ish, apparently in addition to civil engineering, you also master the science of magic drops Ki joko pinter, you know again upset, kiss ya?. .. I want to ask something," he said again.

"I'm the last alumni of a beautiful imaginary college. Smelled clearly like a bus traveling the route Rembang - Semarang," Shan replied again.

"Huh... What is it? how'd it smell?" ask Fayyadh doesn't understand.

"Anu Mas, rada sesek plus asem ... Rembang - semarang, the heartbreak that is worried because it alone bears the affection," Shan's rut.

"Jiaaaaaannn, buleeeee oyeg!" maki Fayyadh over Shan's insinuation.

Shan was still laughing. "What about you, Mas?" ask the cousin-in-law.

"Asem tenan .. gini loh Shan, what does Antum do when there is at the intersection of two options?"

"Throw the dice Mas, or count the buttons," Shan's laughter crispened.

"Bule jajal stand-up, seriously Shan," urged Fayyadh again after the two were crushed.

"Mas understand more than me, the time the lecturer asked the lecturer? suicide is not okay .. but I'll ask Mama smudge first anyway," Kekeh Shan still wants to tease.

"Gue is closing too" threatened Fayyadh.

"Okay Ustad, the senewen are very much in love. The point is gini, be like waqaf mu'anaqah .. must stop at one of them," said Shan.

"Difficult ... Do I have to ignore the clues?"

"Ask God already? pol skyline? if so, use the advice of Umma, teacher and kalbu ... lean to which one? watch for the surrounding marks," Shan said again.

"That's right, very complete parcel lebaran," complained Fayyadh still reluctant to think far.

"Yes must, if you want to get a smooth tehaer. What can I help you with? first night's documentation?" silly Shan rut.

"Lecturer me-sum. Help find the info, can't Shan?"

"Ciyeee, want to hire a lascar? Ana discount deh," teased Shan again, satisfied the taste.

"Do you want a job?"

"May I make an additional purchase of bricks, who is Mas?"

"He's...."

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