MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
SN 15'S
“Nothing, soon you will be a part of our family. From now on we have to familiarize ourselves with you.” Ibrahim looked at his wife. “Bu, go to Administration and pay bills that are already running.”
Ms. Fatima nodded obediently. Then he went out of the room.
Zalfa felt lucky, living surrounded by loving people, like Mr. Ibrahim for example. He was very considerate even though Zalfa was not yet his son-in-law.
In this world, what else makes someone feel so grateful if not for the abundance of love? And Zalfa got it from Mr. Ibrahim, his future father-in-law.
Not long after, Fatima's mother returned. The view leads to the arrival of Fatima's mother.
Zalfa found something different from Ms Fatima's face, looking tense and harboring anger. Zalfa had never seen such a sight on her face before.
Zalfa felt her organs turn stiffening in opposition to her future mother-in-law.
“You were born without a father, right? Right so?” firmly Ms. Fatima with sharp eyes.
Suddenly Mr. Ibrahim looked at Zalfa's face questioningly. Zalfa was no less surprised by the question. What he feared happened, too. The peaceful situation he had just felt turned tense.
“Mother, I can clearin,” soft Zalfa trying to change the horror situation to be calmer. “I was born to an unmarried woman, but that was my mother's past. I don't know and I'm not involved in that. My mother died when I was a child. As far as I know, I was born in a state of holiness just like the other babies.”
Zalfa's explanation did not necessarily make Bu Fatima's expression change, still sharp. “And you hid it from us? On the administration desk earlier, I saw your data without a father.”
“There was absolutely no intention of me hiding that from Mr. Ibrahim and Ms. Fatima. Faisal prevented me from saying it before he returned to Jakarta, because he wanted to convey it directly to his Mother and Father, not through me. Faisal said he had his own way of delivering it. That's the reason.”
“Then... The man was your new acquaintance?”
“Meanourself, Arkhan? There is no more explanation about him other than what I explained earlier.”
“A bastard,” mute Bu Fatima singed a wry smile at the corner of her lips. “You were born to a woman who so easily gave up the body to a man. I'm worried your mother's behavior is dropping on you.”
Bu Fatima's sentence was very piercing and made a wide gaping wound in Zalfa's heart. It never occurred to him, Miss Fatima who had always looked calm, now her tongue turned sharp and painful. So despicable is the status of her who was born without a father in the eyes of Bu Fatima. So low a degree of him who did not know the mistake made by his parents, to the point that the words were so lightly thrown by Miss Fatima. This is the nature of the new Fatima Bu Zalfa knows, it is fitting that Faisal forbid him frankly. Faisal prefers that he only talks to his mother and explains in his own way.of course Faisal knows his mother much more.
“Mother, why speak so?” sergeant Pak Ibrahim looked at Zalfa's teary eyes.
Fatima did not answer. He pulled out of the room. His steps stopped at the doorway when he crossed with Ishmael and Atifa. I don't know since when the husband and wife just stood there and sculpted. Ms. Fatima did not greet Ismail and Atifa as usual. Just a quick glance, then pass away.
TB