ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 92. SHE'S GONE

Inside the aircraft cabin.

"Alhamdulillah. Al'asya tahduts bi almarakat taj'alaini asy'ar bi alsu' Arwa?" (I feel guilty, are you hurt?) ask the girl with the coffee chocolate.

"La, Anna bikhayr. Mujarad darb wa'anah and yahduth maratan akhr." (No, I'm fine. Just bumped a little, hopefully it won't happen again) replied Arwa, the dark brown mute girl.

The two sighed, still given the sustenance of entering on the flight that had called out to the passengers in the final seconds.

After the plane took off. They started off, took off their seat belts and relaxed a little. Three hours will be spent floating in the air until arriving at the destination city later.

...***...

After chasing the girl at the airport. Fayyadh lost track, he decided to immediately return to Tazkiya because two more days his parents will come as fulfillment of the nadzor promise that the Zaidi family had given to Yai Zainal.

Throughout journey.

"Oh my God, my heart. He was so clearly present in every dream yet I found it hard to recognize. Where am I supposed to look? most likely, the girl. I'm sure it's her, her pretty eyes are fixed in the mind" muttered Fayyadh, letting go of the heavy traffic.

His fingers rubbed the flat device in his hands. He remembered someone. The opening of the online store medsos owned by Floffy, just let go of longing when there is new news about Fiora.

"About you, who I admire in silence, Fio."

Hope if reluctant to approach, Fayyadh did not find any new posts there. The online store account is as if it is dead.

"Last, three months ago. Fio, you're okay, right?"

"Hi ... is not used by your partner there? I'm sorry if I throw you away when there's someone by my side."

Huft.

"I will not take you from the God you believe in, nor will I oppose if your God prepares another soul mate, at least my love is sincere."

There was a claustrophobic presence, her inner firm stated that she cared about that petite figure of nan ayu.

"It turns out to be true Shan said. I miss him." Fayyadh crushes, dispelling tastes that should not grow.

"There's Zaynah waiting, Fayyadh."

In another residence.

These few days Aiswa lost contact with the owner of Flyby Craft. After the fulfillment of the last order, the ayu girl now disappeared.

He had asked the in-laws but Abah's answer was also the same floating. Fiora was nowhere to be found, even when Kusuma visited the Takakti residence. The great master said that his daughter was dead. No matter what, the man did not speak up.

Two days later.

The core family of Fayyadh has gathered in Tazkiya. This morning they will depart to the manor where the residence of Yai Zainal is located.

Over an hour's worth of traveling with a heavy vehicle crawling. Now the group entered the luxurious residence court of the public figure.

The brief conversation took place before Fayyadh asked for a space to talk.

Accompanied by the Mother from both sides, the young man asked a personal question.

"Hm, Ana can see Anti-wear niqab no?" pinta Fayyad.

Zaynah nodded then a second later she wore a veil that covered her face.

For a moment Fayyadh looked, looking into the eyes, but at that moment he looked down. The heart was disappointed, not the woman in the dream.

A sad look he gave to the Mother. He was not eager to continue this process.

A few days after nadzor. The Yai family made room for Kusuma to take shelter. Fayyadh expressed his objection for one reason.

"Non-logical, Mom. Give a good reason" urged Amir.

"This is why I don't want to. If he wants to continue, please, but I stick to the initial answer. Back off," steadfast Fayyadh.

He showed the girl his daily life. "Bii, Alpha woman. She doesn't need me, so what's it for?" firmly Fayyadh includes search results conducted Shan.

Amir was made dizzy by his son's attitude, but the wise decision he handed back to the Zainal family.

"If it is fate, it will meet again" concluded Amirzain Zaidi closed the meeting of the two families.

Seen deep disappointment in the face of Zainal especially Zaynah. But the young man Kusuma just silently lowered his gaze. No longer want to lift the face of the goods for a second.

...***...

The Tusakti Residence, Solo.

It had been three months that her eldest daughter had left the luxurious residence. Release all gifts from her. Glenn returned to health after struggling to rise with pain and sadness when he remembered the girl.

Now, the man in the twilight body is in the room of the child. Tracing every thing that is displayed there.

"This is what you left behind on purpose or what, Fio? to have Papa remember you guiltily or hate you?" lirih Glenn touched all the collection of crochet bags made by the princess are neatly displayed in the glass cabinet.

"Papa remember, you made all this diligently, learning new techniques until the name of Floffy," the great master monologued.

"Where are you, son? Papa found your motorcycle at the flea market, where used goods are sold in a ringsek state. Said the seller, the wreckage he pulled from the dump of the vehicle then. Fio, maybe your dad's ridiculous. I searched all the hospitals hoping to bring your body home," Glenn jolted with tears.

"Have my words been proved? you really left me? I'm the one who doesn't care for you," that frail shoulder trembled with a sob of regret.

He hugged Fio's doll lying on the bed. Swiping the handbag her daughter often wears.

"Sorry, Fio."

The heavy voice was stunned, shaking the king size mattress in a luxurious room chic, shades of pink and blue.

Every day, this is where Glenn is, spending time. Hope the tiny quiet figure returns. Long looking around the room, he suddenly remembered something.

The old body was forced to crouch down, unlocking the safe hidden in the closet. His fingers slowly pressed one by one the code numbers on the panel board.

Biips.

"Well this. Fio's letter last time."

"Sorry, Papa will read it. After you've been gone, so long."

Glenn opened a piece of slickly folded paper, sky blue in color.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Pa."

"I will never forget to always pray to God, asking Him to always protect Papa. Even though I can't see you every day, rest assured that Papa is always in my heart."

"Fio knows that behind Papa's smile, there are millions of hidden worries, right? Papa didn't fail to educate me."

"It's not that Fio doesn't love Papa but it's time I decided what's best right now. As time goes on there are things that no longer fit. Your daughter's leaving just doesn't want to patent a suggestion to the brain that my Papa often imposes a will."

"Don't worry, all the noble values of life that Papa taught me, Fio will hold fast. It won't break the norm."

"A thousand words is not enough to tell you how much I love you. Your love is a precious gift in my life. Thank you, Pa."

"See you later, I don't know when. Take care of yourself, Pa. If Fio's life is long, by the time it comes, I hope we're better than this."

"Hug baby. Fiora."

Glenn sighed. Right, his daughter has grown up, he forgot. But the heart still refused to acknowledge what Fiora wanted.

"May His Love may bring you back, Fio."

Glenn closed the princess's room, along with the memories.

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...Alpha woman: independent woman, leader, confident, full of ambition, and respected people around her. ...