Please Let go of me
Chapter 34 - Faded

The cool air in the morning, coupled with a gentle breeze blew on his face. Sitting near the window, feeling everything with your eyes closed. Take a deep breath and let it out slowly, feeling the morning dew that touches the skin. 

Long enough he daydreamed, thinking what had happened was not right. Hair that decomposes long to waist, combing and braiding it. 

In the room, she removed the hijab that was always attached. Sometimes remove the hair tie and let it sag, the hair is black, long, and also bushy because it is very well cared for. Finished braiding, Suci uses a long veil up to the waist, not forgetting the robe that has been attached to his body. The silence of the morning is still felt, everyone prefers to continue to sleep, but not for him who is not accustomed after the morning prayers. 

Until terbesit in the mind about the crotch rice made by Siska, very curious about the results. The saint decided to exit the room and head for the kitchen, peering on the sidelines of the door. "It's a good thing I've replaced it" he thought to himself.

Someone patted his shoulder made Suci jerk in shock, afraid that he would be caught peeking at the activity that Siska had done. She quickly turned her head and could smile in relief when she saw her mother-in-law, giving a gesture to ask what her daughter-in-law was doing. 

Suci placed his index finger in front of his lips, pointing at Siska who was serving food to Zufar. Tini saw him and immediately pulled the hand of the son-in-law, taking away fear of being found out. 

"What do you see?" whisper Tini to the pool.

"Mama and Mirza's guess is based, Siska's spoiling Zufar's mas food." The Holy Report was very worried.

"When did he make it?" 

"I saw it when everyone was asleep."

"Astaghfirullah'aladzim, so cunningly did he justify any means for his personal purposes."

"But Mama take it easy, I've replaced the rice with a new one. Let's see how the reaction of mas Zufar will be, "he explained. 

"You're tough, honey, we're dealing with the actor together. Don't give up, and God willing Zufar will love you again." Tini hugged her daughter-in-law tightly, the decision to stay there was just right. She did not want a good woman like Saints to be detached a second time, even though she was not Mirza's wife. 

"God, Ma." Sacred smiled and returned the warm embrace.

They let go of hugs, and smiled at each other. "There are still people who accept my existence" his inner self. 

Sacred set his gaze on the man who was staring towards them, smilingly welcoming him. While on the other side there was Siska who also threw her trademark smile. She spread out both hands to greet the morning embrace with her husband, glanced at her elder brother and looked down at him. "I make sure the woman is on fire seeing my affection with the Zufar mas" he murmured inwardly.

Zufar smiled at his wife, continuing to walk past Siska who had spread out his hands. "I miss you so much" he said, scattering a hug.

"I did not see it" interrupted Tini who left the place, closing both eyes so as not to disturb the Holy Romanticism and also Zufar.

While Siska was very surprised, considering her husband who passed by her. "Why did Zufar pass me? Didn't he eat the rice or throw it away?" his inner. "Mas, I'm here. Why are you just hugging the Holy Mother, and not me?" 

"Because she's also my wife, don't protest anymore." 

Suci smiled as her husband came back, it turned out that his guess was very true. Calling ustadz, hoping that Siska would soon repent and move away from false knowledge. "Today's my schedule for the doctor."

"Hem, that's good. I'll accompany you to the doctor!"

"I'm coming, '" interrupted Siska who was protesting.

"Eh, isn't your schedule still a week away?" Zufar turned his head while linking his eyebrows together, still recalling the schedule of the woman. 

"Yes, but I want to check it out now. I'm pregnant with your son too, Mom." 

Zufar sighed and nodded his head. "All right, you two get ready." 

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Zaid comes to the foundation to meet Rasidha, approaches the little girl and equalizes her height. "I want to go to Indonesia, and I won't come back here again. I'm so worried about you here, that's why I want to take you away with me. Hows it? You agree?" 

Rasidha looked sad, but she smiled when she heard Indonesia. "Y-mother?" he said that stuttering, saying the word for the first time made Zaid aka Simon shed tears. 

"Son, are you talking? Come on, repeat it again!" his unbelieving urges. 

"Holy Mother" she said in tears.

Zaid immediately hugged Rasidha and hugged her very tightly, the little girl finally let out a voice making her very happy. The burden and guilt were slightly reduced, the first time she cried. "I don't believe this, Saints bring you a miracle. We're going to Indonesia and see him!" 

Rasidha quickly nodded his head, ran towards the inn and packed his clothes.