IT WAS THE WIDOW'S FAULT
77.Princess with a pouty face
Asifa was already saturated in the room from the morning, no crap. From watching television, the soap opera moved to Asifa's favorite Thai drama.
It was now late in the afternoon that Aisha and her children came. Just now Asifa has entertainment, wants to feel out of the house. But not allowed by both parents. For the sake of health and safety Asifa must rest, so as to quickly heal his legs. Because if you move a lot will add swelling.
"Assalamualaikum princess" said Aisyah as she entered her room.
"Wa'alaikumsalam sis," answered Asifa with her pouting face.
"I'm really on deck, I'm calling the princess. Not knowing her who was called princess again had a sullen face so." said Aisyah with a seductive smile.
"Because I'm bored in the room anyway, whichever is alone again. Try Atifah here from morning I have a friend in this room." Complain Asifa.
"Oooh pity my beloved and dearest sister is again sulking apparently. Sorry, baby, I asked Atifah to be afraid to trouble you. Atifah is not independent, if at any time he BAB bothers right? that's why I took you home."Said Aisha who persuaded her sister not to frown again.
"But I'm bosen it makes no difference living in a golden cage sis."Asifa said with her sad face.
"Well, haven't you been calling your best friend Diana so often?"asked Aisyah while embracing her sister's shoulder and rubbing her gently.
"Asifa hasn't called him in a long time since I changed her phone number. But I'll try to call him again. Why didn't I think to call Arsila just now. I forgot I had an appointment at the cake shop, with her sister" Asifa said, patting her own forehead.
"That's your new friend huh new deck with brother?"ask Aisyah, because the new name Arsila was mentioned.
"She is the same as Salsa, I used to be in Junior High School class. But the only one I've always been with is Diana. And I left for Jakarta yesterday to meet her sister at the airport. Finally I asked for Arsila's number, she lives here too. Not far from our housing, still a subdistrict even."Asifa answered, telling about Arsila to Aisha.
"Permy.... Ifah can play with Saena?"ask Atifah, ask her permission.
"Oh yes, may but wait a minute umi in the living room ya." Atifah nodded in response to his umi orders.
"Yes already friends Atifah playing in front first yes."Pamit Aisyah, to her sister who is not frowning anymore.
Asifa simply nodded, in response, and she grabbed her phone and called Diana's number. It has been three times but still inactive as well. It makes Asifa added bete because it has not been separated from the name bored.
Then contact Arsila, informing him that he is already in Jogja. And it's the same that three have not been answered by Arsila.
Out of annoyance he finally decided to leave his room. Asifa walked up limping out of the room. With his cell phone, fearing a reply from Arsila.
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At Yogyakarta's AdiSucipto international airport, Fahmi has arrived and awaits the arrival of his mother and father.
After a few minutes, Daryanto and Fatimah. Come out in tandem, with many of his same goals.
"Mother, father," Fahmi waved.
"Piye how are you, son... I miss you so much."When Fahmi salutes and kisses his mother's hand. Fatimah stroked her son's head and embraced lovingly and longingly. Likewise with Mr. Daryanto, doing the same with his wife. She misses her son, who is almost two months old.
"About your home is far away what is a complex with Taufiq Hidayat nak's ustadz?" ask Fatimah.
"Not far away our ma'am one housing with mas Taufiq and Mr. Herman bu. Even I was always invited to go for a walk the same Mr. Herman directly. But the streets are pending bu, replaced by fires in front of his house with neighbors around Saturday." Answer Fahmi.
"Oh yeah. Then what is the reason in pending is son Asifa not healthy? up in pending?" Who wants to know Asifa's news with her family.
"Actually Zahra was healed ma'am, but maybe God really loved her. Therefore given the test again, yesterday afternoon fell together with Amir. So that his leg was sprained and injured, and Amir left hand was also sprained."Answer Fahmi.
"Hopefully get well soon, son of Zahra."Said Fatimah.
"I'm sorry, what did you mean, Mr. Hermansyah and his wife, Mr. Hafsah, right?"ask the woman.
Since just being a listener, he waited for their conversation to finish. Then he will ask, to the truth, what is the man he is looking for.
"What do you know about Mr. Herman or his relatives?"ask Fahmi, and pay attention.
"Loh mbak this was from Surabaya too right? the dudu on our bench?"ask Fatimah.
"Yes ma'am is right. I'm Asifa's best friend, Mr. Herman's daughter. I lost the news, ever since the rumors began to circulate divorce Asifa with Ardi. Introduce me Diana Falisha ma'am, call Diana." extend her hand to Fatimah's mother and cupped the two in front of her chest.
"Oh yes salam also know Fatimah ma'am, and this is Daryanto's mother's husband. And this is the youngest son of Fahmi's mother, his student and best friend ustadz Taufiq." Said Fatimah's mother while receiving Diana's hand.
"Sorry did Diana order a taxi? if not just together."Fahmi offers to be with Diana to bring her three-and-a-half-year-old baby and toddler.
"Not yet, do you bother me if I come?"Diana asked back instead of saying yes.
"God willing not to let me look at Zahra. Some are just different blocks, I often walk if invited mas Taufik."Answer Fahmi.
"Alright but don't hear from Taufiq or Mr. Herman."Diana Pinta.
"I know what I mean. Gonna make Spears for Zahra, right? I'm sure Zahra will be happy to find him." Said Fahmi, can even be seen if Fahmi was also happy.
Finally they took a taxi that had been ordered by Fahmi. Mr. Daryanto sat in front, Fatimah and Diana's mother and their children behind.
A few minutes later they reached Asifa's house. Even they could see Asifa, hugging a woman with a rectangular hijab. After coming down Diana immediately called her best friend who lost contact a month.
"ASIPH.....
*****Connected.....