Only I Love
Chapter 32

Ala was very surprised to hear a familiar voice. "U-Uda?"

There he sees the face of Rafatar, a senior who once pursued his love in college. Ala pulled her hand to be released immediately by the man who now looks very different than before.

After Rafatar graduated, they never met again. At that time, Ala was facing a difficult time after divorcing Syauqi.

However, learning from her marriage experience, Ala prefers to hide the information until no one knows that she is actually a widow. He was busy arranging hearts, removing the wounds that really tortured him in recent years.

"Sir Boss?" ala asked a little nervously. "Well, Uda .. have we not seen each other for a long time? Tau-taunya has become the Boss of this field ttavelling," joked Ala though a little awkward. He felt de javu six years ago. On almost the same incident.

Rafatar looked at Ala with great attention. "really so. It's been a while, hasn't it? How are you, Ala? I didn't expect to see you here again. How are you after all this time?"

Ala smiled faintly. "That's fine, Uda. I've been through a lot. Now it's preparing to perform Umrah."

Rafatar nodded. "I'm glad to hear that. May your Umrah be a meaningful experience. Sorry, I accidentally hit you. I hope no one gets hurt."

Ala shakes. "It's okay, Uda. Thank you for helping me who almost fell."

Rafatar smile. "Together, Ala. It is our destiny to meet here. And the funny thing is, I feel like I'm reminiscing about the past." Rafatar chuckles in amusement.

"May this be the beginning of better meetings in the future."

Ala feels a little awkward but appreciates Rafatar's polite demeanor. "Thank you, Uda. Oh yes, I have to continue the preparations. See you soon."

The two of them say goodbye to each other and continue their activities. Ala was still surprised by this unexpected encounter, but she chose to focus on Umrah preparations and not dwell too much on the past.

Meanwhile, Rafatar stared at the back of the girl who looked more shari'i than when he was in college. He immediately approached the Agent who served Ala was asking Ala data information.

As he looked at Ala's marital status, his eyes opened wide. "Divorce? The widow? When did he get divorced? Why didn't anyone tell me?" muttered. Then, a meaningful smile fell on his lips.

"Oh, yes, Boss. Later you will be the Tour Leader he when Umrah later," said the Agent was giving information.

Rafatar nodded steadily. "Yes!"

"the boss? Why did you meet a widow?" teased his men earlier.

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The next day, Ala was accompanying Ummi on an afternoon walk, breathing fresh air in the city park. His face was calm and there was no burden. He did not realize that Ummi kept glancing at him.

Because, everyone who passed by did not let go of his gaze to Humaira who was endlessly putting a smile on her lips. He looked so peaceful, without any burden.

"Why do you keep smiling? Have you found the man who opened your heart?"

Ala was struck by Ummi's question. "Ah, Ummi ... time because of the happy again kayak gini directly associated with men continue? Huff ..." Ala took a long breath.

"Then, why dong? Tell Ummi, let Ummi be happy to hear it."

Ala smiled again implying a happy face. "Ala is happy because she will soon see Baitullah, Mi. Ala really misses going there. Ummi must miss going there again, right? In three months, we'll both be leaving for Umrah. I'm really impatient."

Ummi rubbed his daughter's head. "Hmmmff, Ummi thought you were willing to open your heart to marry again. Ummi's been longing to take grandchildren from Ummi's children."

"Wait from Aulia or Alya, Mi. If Ala, can't promise. Who would want a widow like Ala?"

Ummi pinched the cheek of the eldest daughter who now really made her proud. "Come on? When did you give Ummi a grandchild?"

"Desak Aulia or Alya, Mi. Ala has raised her hand first if Ummi asks for a grandson to Ala."

After that, they sat casually on a park bench breathing fresh air on the park. Not a few young couples passed by in this park, making Ummi shake his head.

"The more days, the more times change. Unmarried couples join hands in public places as is commonplace today" Ummi said in a statement.

"Ala doesn't want to comment more, Mi. If so, think positively. Who knows, they want to know each other first. So as not to choose the wrong partner, like choosing a cat in a sack, like the time that Ala had faced." Ala pondered back like jumping over a painful period six years ago.

Ummi was silent to hear his daughter's complaint. She, too, felt guilty, for forcing the princess to continue to survive with the son of her husband's best friend first. However, he did not expect, the princess suffered so much even in a short time.

"Mahhaha ...."

Netra Ala and Ummi turned to a little boy who looked very excited. He kicked the ball alone here and there without any opponent playing.

"That kid looks so funny huh, Mi?" said Ala.

"Yes, he's very handsome" Ummi added.

Then they get involved again with small talk about the time of Ummi who had performed Hajj with the late Abi.

Dukes

Dukes

Dukes

A ball bounces close to Ala and Ummi who are chatting. The ball stopped at Ala's feet.

Ala smiled looking at this boy who was about five years old. "It's a dick ball?" ask Ala.

However, the boy did not respond at all. Ala gave the code to her mother to go to where the handsome boy was staring at the ball earlier. Ala took the ball, handed the boy a toy.

"This is the ball, huh, Dek?" Ala handed the thing directly to his hand.

The boy nodded and received the ball earlier. "Thank you" he said.

Ala nodded. "Together." Ala ruffled her hair staring at the face of this child very similar to someone.

"Where's his mother's father, Dek?" ask Ala. However, the boy did not respond.

"Papa's Mama?" reset Ala. But he still hasn't responded.

"Pick Ummi?" ask Ala again.

"Abi, over there." He pointed to the person sitting in a wheelchair. Ala saw from afar, immediately filled to understand why he was playing alone.

"Then, where's Ummi?" Chief Ala was wildly looking for the figure of the woman who was watching over the steps of this child.

"Ummi, nothing" he said.

Ala's mouth rounded back rubbing her hair. "Yes, now play the deck-deket Abi aja huh? Don't go far. Abi will have trouble picking you up."

The boy nodded. "Thank you, Auntie" he said. After that he ran holding the ball towards the father who was waiting in a wheelchair.

"Don't run! Later fell," said Ala commemorating the boy.

After that, Ala walked back to the position of Ummi who was sitting waiting on one of the benches in this park.

"Goddessa ...." The sound of the cry of a child.

Ala's footsteps stopped and she twisted her body. "Astagfirullah ..." Ala's steps rotate 180 degrees toward the sound source.

He saw the boy who was playing ball, fell into the sewers on the edge of the park. With a quick step he headed towards the position of the child.

Brakes

Ala saw that the father of the child fell from his wheelchair. Ala looked at whoever was around there, no one noticed the person who fell from the wheelchair.

Ala quickened her steps to help the little boy who had fallen earlier. Ala picked him up and helped clean the clothes he was dirty.

"Cup cup, pinter boy don't cry huh? Is it big?" Ala wiped her tears.

The boy rubbed his eyes. The net turned to the father. "Abii ... Aaabii ..." - Her cry saw her father crammed into the wheelchair that she was sitting in earlier.

After that, Ala held the child moving as fast as possible to walk towards the man who fell out of his chair.

"Baims ... Chaeem ... Please help my son!" the man screamed in surprise when he heard his son suddenly crying so loudly.

Ala extended her neck looking for people. However, there was no one who was closer so no one knew there was someone who had already fallen here.

Ala began to look confused as to how. If you have to chase to a crowded place, even too far and pity this person.

"Help my son!" shouted again.

"Rpa ... Are you calm, huh? My son is here." Ala felt astonished because it was clear this time this brat was right by her side.

"Baim? Baim?" His hands reached out and the little boy was crouching and raised his hands above his head.

"Goddessa ..."

Finally, Ala understood. It turned out that the boy's father could not see. His face was not clearly visible, he could only see an enormous scar on the man's face. The boy, who was near the father, approached Ala.

"Tante, please Abi, Baim. Please, Aunt ...." The boy named Baim was wagging Ala's skirt.

Ala pulled the wheelchair that hit Baim's father so that the man was not squeezed again by it. Ala glanced left and right again, still no one walked towards them.

Ala took a long breath. "Milk ..."

"Come, sir, I'll help."

The man gasped at Ala's voice. Meanwhile, Ala just realized this man's ear is being attached to a hearing aid. Ala's heart was filled, seeing the pain of this man was truly extraordinary.

Different things that this man felt. His nose smelled a very familiar fragrance. However, he still felt doubt even though he equally heard the sound through a tool attached to his ear.

Ala limped to help lift the body of a man larger than her. He focused without daring to look at that face. Because he could not bear to see that face had a very severe wound.

"Aafrank ...." Ala limped to put the man back in her wheelchair.

"Alhamdulillah .." said Ala breathed a sigh of relief after succeeding.

"Hum-Humaira?" ask the man she helped.