IT WAS THE WIDOW'S FAULT
113.Traumatization

From inside the foundation came a mother's home, and a beautiful woman. And instantly his eyes were fixed on Asifa and the others. Then the look in those eyes stopped on Candra. Which is none other than Andik's right hand, not on Fahmi.

Fahmi deliberately bought a cupple shirt, if there is any event. So Fahmi asked Asifa, the idol of his heart, to wear the same clothes. So that Asifa or herself will not be in the lyrics of others.

But he also did not want to lose the person he loved for the second time. No matter the taunts from Taufiq, Andik and his right hand. If he is acute, it is based on trauma in the past.

"Eh, there's a guest. Come in sir, ma'am, monggo please sit." Said the mother chairman of the foundation.

"Kania please make a drink for our guests."The order of the head of the parlor, named Wartini.

"Good mother." Then he walked to the kitchen, to prepare what the head of the home or the mother of the home.

The guards brought the items into the empty room. Next to the room where the guests sit, which is still one room is the living room.

It consisted of stationery, complete with school uniform and shoes. In accordance with the size that has been obtained data from the mother of the orphanage. Prayer equipment, men and women. Daily clothes, size according to data.

Then the food, starting from rice 20 sacks, size 20, oil 24 bottles fill 2 liters, instant noodles 12 cardboard there are three flavors, eggs 2 crates, and, granulated sugar packing 1 kg 1 cardboard, teabag which box one cardboard. Baby milk 12 large cardboard boxes. Toddler milk 12 large size cardboard. Child milk over 5 years old 12 large size cardboard. Milk cans are several packs, there are two flavors are brown and white. This is all brought using a bok car from a direct store. The one in control of a guard car.

Do not forget in a private car, which is used to carry prayer equipment and school after days. There is already a snack, and milk box once drink.to be distributed to children directly except infants. And an envelope, containing pocket money for children's snacks.

Before that Asifa attacked the aid to the mother of the orphanage. The name of Gina Elisa Dinata. And handed me a paper bag containing a brown envelope. The one inside was cash for the orphanage foundation. It is used for daily needs, and education costs. The envelope is not less than 200 jt.

And Asifa's goal isn't just one place today. Asifa went to the pesantren as well who was in need of a donor. To build a salaf boarding school and Orphan boarding school.

Asifa even gave a smaller brown envelope. It contains no more than 20 million, and is registered as a permanent donor in a home, foundation, or cottage. For that he also intends to come once a month, if there is no obstacle. Otherwise, it will be representative or transfer only, to the accounts of orphanages, foundations and boarding schools.

"Children who are passionate are learning. Never give up, when lazy remember aunt Asifa. Surely you will be excited, what else to remember when playing like this."Asifa advised the children.

"Yes aunty," compact then they play together singing, shawl together. Seen Asifa laughed loosely, with the children she could forget all the problems.

Fahmi secretly captured the moment, with his cell phone. He smiled at the shots, because Asifa looked sweet while laughing with the children.

"O Allah, what a beautiful creation you are, even the deck of Zahra looks more beautiful. While with the children, deck Zahra looks happy. It's simple, if you want to see her happy. Where other women, happy by way of sightseeing to malls and other entertainment places. Spend money, just for personal gain. Who wants to have this and that, so that it can be displayed to his friends."

"But the Zahra deck instead spent the money with the orphanage children. If you are looking for entertainment, go somewhere. A green and quiet garden from the crowd. I really crave your figure of a simple woman and a sholehah."Fahmi said in his heart.

"Asifa is always so if, being a lot of thought. Then he will ask to be delivered to the orphanage rather than to the mall. After that he will ask to go to the park, there he just wants to be alone for a while. Would not want to be invited to a place of entertainment such as a beach that many visitors. But if it's quiet on the beach, he'll sit there. He would only play sand like a child, so he could see him happy. Very simple indeed, Asifa's behavior was almost the same as Sifana."Andik's story on Taufiq and Fahmi.

Taufiq too, recently with Asifa, since they were often together. But about Asifa happy on a deserted beach.

"If in Jakarta used to often go to the Ancol beach.

Ancol Beach has many choices of rides, and its beaches. Well Asifa must be a quiet child, so contemplate there. He had many dreams but they were buried. When living with Ardi, who did not want Asifa to be exhausted. But that way Asifa became restrained, so when separated from Ardi. There is sadness and joy, only Asifa needs time to forget all the memories with Ardi. In addition, about him who is difficult to have offspring. That's what brought Asifa down, so depressed."Andik.

"Do you know what Zahra's dream is?"ask Fahmi to Andik.

"For sure, I don't know. You just ask when it is already together exactly married. To make it easier and who asked her, if now she is afraid she is still sensitive. You know, Asifa is still unstable, with this atmosphere."Answer Andik.

"Yes, I'll ask you later. It also has to be asked from heart to heart. I just want to always see Zahra's deck smiling happily as it is today."Fahmi said honestly from the bottom of his heart.

Then Fahmi approached Asifa and invited her to go somewhere. Because he still wants to see his loved ones smile happily.

"Dek Zahra, it's afternoon. Let's go somewhere else."Take Fahmi to Asifa.

The children turned to Fahmi, hearing Fahmi's call. To their confusion, none of them was named Zahra.

Asifa looked at the confusion of the children smiling too. Then he answered Fahmi's invitation, as well as answering their confusion.

"Yes, just a minute, Zahra said first." said Asifa, answered with a nod by Fahmi.

"Aunty kids go home first. God willing next month aunt comes here again." Pamit Asifa with her sweet smile, at the children.

"Yes aunty,"compact them.

"Tante Asifa, why did Om call her Zahra?"ask one of them.

"Yes dear, it's still .....

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