Missing the Full
Episode 33

“This is the only way I can do it for the kids. They are half my life, Mas, if until I completely part with them then die the last road I went through.” Kaina said as she put her palms together in front of her chest.

Fatih stood up from his seat and said, “You should go home. Personal driver will deliver.”

“Mas, please help this pathetic me.”

Rough breaths banished Fatih. “Sorry, give me time.”

Pasarah, Kaina prostrated herself on the cold floor. Crying literally spills out all the flavors that make his heart turn blue. Fatih who had walked up the stairs felt sorry to hear that heart-wrenching roar. 

However, he also did not want to make a rash decision. For him, marriage was inappropriate on the basis of coercion. His long legs continued to climb the stairs one by one while making sure Kaina was delivered home by the father's personal driver.

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Fatih was driving her four wheels towards the office. In the middle of the trip his car had to stop due to the traffic jam. Usually, traffic runs very smoothly.

People seem to be running towards the front. He was curious too. Wanting to know what was going on, he opened a car window to ask someone. “What's up, yes, sir?”

“That, Mas, in front there is a collision.”

“Collision?”

“I also don't know how the chronology is. This is to see.”

He decided to wait for the streets to return to normal. As the crowd grew more and more crowded, he finally came to see the situation. His long head was trying to steal a glance into the middle of the crowd. Fresh blood still flows from the body covered with old newspapers.

“What's the matter?” Ask people around.

“That, Mas, there was a woman who accidentally self-collided.”

“That means suicide?”

“It looks like so.”

“Already know his identity.”

“Nih, I happened to take vidio. Mas, want to see his face?”

Doubtful, but his heart was disturbed to make sure who was roughly a reckless person doing such a lowly thing. The owner of the phone plays the video recorded. Until the fifth second, Fatih's eyes caught who was now lying lifeless in the streets.

“That,” whispers.

“Mas, know the person?” ask the owner of the phone.

“Dia,” are hesitant to answer.

“Defining in pastiin first, Mas. Afraid later wrong people.”

His tall body was trying to split the crowd. Until a police officer confronted him. “Pak, I want to make sure of the body," Fatih said.

“What, you, know him?”

“Can be.”

“Oke, please.”

Together with an officer, Fatih was guided to see the body that had been put in a body bag. Until the officer opened the black zipper pouch, Fatih widened his eyes. 

“CAINE!”

He shouted with sweat splashing down his forehead and neck. I realized he had just had a nightmare. His breath that had been wheezing was now starting to irregular. The heart rate that was pounding fast is now back to normal. Swiping his face violently then glimpsed digital clock on the nightstand. 

Showing at four in the morning. Fatih breathed a rough sigh of relief that nothing real happened. He got out of bed to the bathroom to take ablution and perform circumcision. Reading the Quran while waiting for the dawn of Adhan. Honestly, his eyes were no longer closed. 

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“Pak,” greet Fatih when arriving at the dining table.”

“What?”

“I asked for the address of the woman yesterday.”

Fadilah who was rubbing bread raised one eyebrow while asking, “Make what?”

“I'll marry her. Now I need to talk to him.”

“Now?”

“Iya.”

“Let's go to the office. I was in a hurry.”

Fadilah grabbed his phone next to the plate and sent Kaina's home address to the child's phone.

“I go, Sir. Assalamualaikum,” by Fatih. Not forgetting to shake the father's hand.

“Waalaikumsalam.”

Fatih drove his car to the address listed on the phone screen. As a result of her nightmare this morning, she felt the need to speak to Kaina one eye. Honestly, there was fear in his heart if it happened. Due to the smooth road, thirty minutes he arrived at the residence of the Kaina family.

Getting out of his car, Fatih peeked through the fence. Make sure there are people in the house that look lonely. “Excuse me,” call him.

There's no answer. But he doesn't want to give up just like that. The lock padlock with a fence to create a sound that can attract the homeowner. “Mbak!”

Kaina who was busy in the kitchen rushed out of the house. See who the noisy one is this early. His forehead shriveled when he saw the man last night now in plain sight.

“Can I log in?” Fatih asked.

Nodded the head and the gate was opened so that the man could enter his car into the yard.

“Some time, Mas, I rushed to the kitchen afraid the cuisine was scorched.”

“Iya.”

Fatih moved her legs while spreading her gaze around the yard of the house. Very different from where he lived. This house is minimalist but the yard is quite spacious and overgrown by various kinds of trees and flowers. Make a beautiful and comfortable impression immediately felt. 

Arriving in the living room he immediately sat himself down. Soon Kaina comes with a cup of warm tea.

“Diminum, Mas.”

“Thank you.”

“What's up? Early morning already here.”

Fatih chokes when sipping tea that is still hot.

“Sorry, Mas,” Pinta Kaina.

“Gak papa's. I'm the less careful.” Put back the glass held onto the container. “You're not papa? I mean you're okay after last night's rain?”

“Alhamdulillah I am healthy. Fitting until my home immediately take medicine so as not to fever.”

“Sgratitude.” Fatih just kept staring at Kaina's face. Looking for a look of sadness that last night was very radiated now it disappeared without a trace. Even the woman seemed fine.

“What's up, Mas?”

A long sigh came out from Fatih's mouth. He was confused where to start talking. “You are not sad anymore like yesterday?”

“Why is it, Mas?" Kaina asked back. "Does Mas expect to see me this morning with tears like last night? Coupled with an uncluttered look?” Kaina spoke meekly, but her words were like a subtle allusion to the man sitting in front.

“Not so. I think you still got carried away last night.”

“Honestly, Mas, I am disappointed with Mr. Fadillah and also you. But I realized, the only place that deserves our hope is Allah SWT. So, I decided to leave everything to God.”

Fatih's head seemed to nod then he opened his voice. “I mean my arrival here want to convey something.”

“What is it, Mas? May I not be given false hope.”

“Not! After I thought about it, I decided to agree to the request of mr.”

“I mean, Mas, married to me?”

“Iya.”

“Mas, sure?”

“Perhaps you could say we are equally unsure about this marriage, but there is one reason that makes us both choose this marriage should happen.”

“May I know what is the reason why I want to marry you?”

“I just want to help.”

“If you have to, no need, Mas.”