Tasbih Love Fatimah
Guests Not Invited

It has been a week since the death of the mother, Fatimah became a girl who was more often silent, she rarely smiled or even talked much as before.

"Miss!" The voice of the housekeeper was heard calling Fatimah who was now sitting staring at the sky on the balcony of her house, it was still morning but Fatimah had woke up enjoying the sun while remembering the mother, who was still in the morning, satya went to work as usual.

"What's up, Bik?" Friend Fatimah do not be fertile and walk closer to the housekeeper who is now behind him.

"There were some people who came and claimed to be the owner of this house, they asked Bibik to call the lady to meet them in the living room," replied Fatimah's housekeeper.

"What's? claiming to be the owners of this house, who are they, Bik?" sahut Fatimah with a facial expression full of surprise and worry that is clearly visible on his face.

"I don't know Miss," replied the assistant who did not know who had come.

"Better go to the kitchen! prepare snacks and drinks for them, I will soon catch up and meet them.

"Alright, then I go, Non." The same assistant who was now walking away left Fatimah who went back into the room.

"What's Fatimah?" satya asked as she watched Fatimah re-enter the room after meeting someone she believed was the housekeeper.

"Under there are people who claim to be the owner of this house, Mas," explained Fatimah.

"What's? claiming to be the owner of this house, you're the one who just, at your mother's house which means it's going to be home as her only child," sahut Satya and facial expression full of shock and astonishment that could not be covered by him.

"I never lied Mas Satya, we better meet them now" said Fatimah who could not dare to face the people who came to her home alone.

"Wait a minute!" Satya immediately grabbed the change of clothes on the mattress and in haste she removed the beautiful circular towel at the waist, as well as being the only thing that covered the body.

"Aarhhhh ...." Shouted Fatimah when she saw when she took off the towel with a spontaneous movement and quickly Fatimah immediately turned her back to Satya who actually looked ordinary.

"Why yell?" Just ask what looks ordinary instead feels strange about what Fatimah does.

"Why did Mas Satya play undressing that?" ask Fatimah with both hands that are still Satya covering her face so as not to see Satya who is actually already wearing clothes at this time, even though she just wears pants.

"Why are you even asking like that? Isn't it common if in one room there is a husband and wife how one of them is not wearing clothes, is it wrong?" Answering Fatimah's question he asked back and asked something that could not be answered by Fatimah.

" Why keep quiet?" Satya continued when she saw Fatimah just silent not to mengubris his words.

Hearing an answer that did not match Satya's expectations made him smile because at this time Fatimah looked even funnier than usual.

"Come on!" sahut Satya who immediately grabbed the hand of Fatimah then took her to walk towards the living room to meet the guests who had been waiting for them.

"Who are they? I've never seen them and why would they admit that this house belongs to them?" Whisper Fatimah at the moment she who is now walking right beside him.

Fatimah saw two large and burly men sitting in the living room with one black bag at the table.

"Did you really never know them?" Satya tries to make sure that the people in the living room are strangers that Fatimah has never met before.

"I don't know them and I've never even met them," replied Fatimah honestly so far she was in the pesantren and never met with people who are now in her living room.

"Are you sure? Try to remember again! Maybe you forgot something? They're not your brothers, are they?" Satya tries to convince Fatimah if the people in the living room are really people they do not recognize or foreigners, Satria does not want misunderstandings among the Fatimah family as before, he said, that's why Satya tried to make sure that the people in the living room were not Fatimah's brothers.

"I've never met them, not even on our wedding day almost our whole family was invited and I never saw their faces at all," replied Fatimah who had never met a guest who came at this time.

Satya no longer asked or asked Fatimah to remember who the people who were currently in front of them were.

"What is your name Fatimah?" ask one of the men who came to Fatimah's house.

"Right, sorry about earlier, who are you?" asked Fatimah while pursing her forehead confused to see the stranger who was now sitting with his leisure in the living room owned by Fatimah.

"Include me, my name is Erik and this is my colleague Firman, you are a member of Mr. Sanjaya who bought this house one week ago" explained someone who introduced himself by the name of Erik.

"Sell, I don't feel like I'm selling this house, who are you buying this house from?" sahut Fatimah

"I bought it from a middle-aged woman named Husna" he replied firmly with confidence.

Fatimah who did not know anything just kept silent while thinking about the woman the guest meant, Fatimah continued to think about who and what the mother's life really was like during her time in the boarding school, but Fatimah who was in the boarding school and rarely at home made Fatimah confused because she did not know about the house occupied by the mother, which was completely unknown, while Satya who knows a little how the state of the Fatimah family chose silence and saw what would be done by Fatimah to fight the guest who suddenly came fan claimed the current owner of the house it was occupied by Fatimah.

"This is proof that our Master has bought this house" said the guest, showing the certificate of the house that is now in his hands.