IT WAS THE WIDOW'S FAULT
114. Quiet place

"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.

"Dear, that's still aunty's name. He used to call that name."Answer Asifa.

"Whose aunt's full name?" ask a 5-year-old boy named Beautiful.

Asifa turned to Fahmi, before answering the question of this smart child. Since he played, there have always been a lot of questions that have come out of him. And always spoiled with Asifa, just like her own mother. Asifa also welcomed her with joy, what else she really likes with children.

"Aunty's name is Asifa Az Zahra. And Fahmi's more comfortable calling Zahra's name." Beautiful nodding sign understand.

"Now aunty wants to go home first, baby, later if there is a aunt time here again."Pamit Asifa, who is influenced by children.

Then all kissed hands on Asifa and the others. And cupped his hands to the boy who was already grown and turned back. Then pamit with her orphanage mother, because it was late afternoon.

On the way they stopped to the mosque to perform Ashar prayers. After finishing the Ashar prayer, they headed to a green park in Jogja area. More precisely there is an artificial lake, and there Asifa or Fahmi sat on a chair. Not far from them were Andik and Taufiq.

"How can you tell, what makes you love a quiet place like this?"fahmi asked Asifa, after they both kept quiet for a few minutes.

"Zahra feels calm like this, focusing more on the creator. Can think more clearly, can interact with the creator of the world and its contents. That we can't manage all of that. For we are like a grain of dust, nothing compared to the Creator. So all that we face, including the provisions of Allah SWT." Answer Asifa, with a fixed view forward.

Asifa chose a quiet place, to enjoy the scenery as well as self-muhasabah. Sometimes filled with remembrance, or murotal in the heart. Indeed, if seen by someone, Asifa seemed to daydream about the burden of life that he was facing. Even though it included what he thought, but Asifa tried to forget about her problems. With constant remembrance, prayer, murotal in his heart.

"Rarely a woman who likes a quiet place like this deck. Most men, is there no fear?" Fahmi asked just curious and knew Asifa more deeply. So that in the future he can prepare something that can make Asifa happy. Because for her her happiness just wants to see Asifa always happy.

"Zahra never felt afraid, because everywhere there is a control. And Zahra always felt with God, when in a place like this. Even if there is only Zahra himself, it means that Zahra is dealing directly with God. Sometimes Zahra also likes in the mosque, rather than to the mall and so on."Asifa's story, without any awkwardness.

"Why indeed?" Fahmi asked again, deliberately and want to know in the future what to do for Asifa.

"Don't like glare and an unsettled heart is always wary."Asifa replied honestly, because every time you enter a mall or a tall building in the ghost of fear.

"Does anyone have any trauma related to the building?" asked Fahmi, Fahmi was convinced that this beautiful and sweet woman had trauma.

"Zahra doesn't know, but what Zahra feels when she's in a building. Suddenly the feeling arose of a sense of anxiety, of something that Zahra could not imagine."Asifa replied, telling Fahmi about the taste that was in him.

"Maybe there is trauma, but adek do not know or may forget the incident. That anxiety will arise, if it is related to trauma that has ever been adek natural. It's okay, this way I know. What makes you comfortable and not." Fahmi said with a sincere smile to Asifa, as Asifa turned her head.

Asifa looked at Fahmi's smile, her heart pounding. He can also feel comfortable when chatting with Fahmi. It was different when he talked to Ardi, his ex-husband.

The happiness appeared when he saw Fahmi's sincere smile on him. But Asifa realized immediately she turned her face away from Fahmi's gaze.

"Eem, what kind of wedding theme would you like?"ask Fahmi.

"Zahra wants to be simple enough at home by inviting neighbors friends. No need for a reception, Zahra wants a marriage contract enough."Answer Asifa.

"All right, but with what kind of wedding theme? adek hasn't answered you."Said Fahmi, with Nana Canda.

"It's just Islam, so don't wear kebaya. Zahra is less comfortable if you wear kebaya, shar'i clothes like better."Asifa replied, expressing her wish for marriage later.

"Well, then all prepare with the team EO(Event Organizer) and Zaki."Fahmi wants his show to be the best this time.

Now the chat they both stopped was also finished. The two looked back, where Andik and Taufiq laughed together. I don't know what they both know either.

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"Andik, this is how I feel like a bodyguard" Taufiq said.

"It's okay, brother, if for them. Because I don't want to see Asifa cry, and be sad again."Said Andik, who was so great unfortunately to Asifa than to himself.

"Is your wife not jealous? are you more concerned with Asifa than your wife?"ask Taufiq.

"I don't know, sister, but it was a time when she was a newlywed until I got to work. Followed Asifa everywhere, until she finally got close to Asifa. Brother see for themselves if they have met like to forget the husband." Andik replied, telling him that his wife at the beginning of the marriage there was jealousy. But getting to know Asifa, no longer seem jealous. Instead his wife sometimes wants to know about Asifa for a day with him.

"That's great your wife, can be a brother even if I see." Taufik recalled several times meeting at his father-in-law's house.

"Because he also wants to have a younger sister first he said. While I already consider Asifa her own sister. Therefore my wife also considers Asifa her sister. What do you think there's jealousy for her?" ask Andik.

"Yes not me, you just don't know. What else am I, who is not an expert at reading people's minds. As far as I know you can read people's minds."Answer Taufiq, who honestly cannot read people's minds.

The same author can not read the minds of people.🤭

"Know I'm jealous it's from the heart mas not the mind" Andik said with a mocking smile.

"Oh so, huh? not his thoughts? just realized."He said while chuckling.

They laughed together, until Asifa and Fahmi turned their heads. The two immediately silenced when they saw the two lovebirds staring at them confused.

Then Fahmi and Asifa stood up from their seats walking towards the two. Thought they would ask for their chat, it turns out Asifa asked to go home because she was tired.

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