THE ABANDONED WIFE
CONGREGATING.

Fatimah walked slowly down the grass that had just been in the rainwater.

his head was lowered, his big eyes looked very carefully choosing the ground to be on his feet..The long skirt that he wore occasionally he lifted up as if he protected from splashes of water that sometimes hit his skirt .

Alvin smiled when the scene suddenly disappeared the chaotic feeling in his heart .

Tears that had been pooled earlier now did not feel it had fallen in his eye pelup .

the tears that fall represent his happiness that can not be revealed right .

Of course happy to have a daughter like Fatimah .

But there was pain that slipped in her heart , when looking at her daughter's two eyeballs, that little girl must have kept a lot of wounds in her heart considering since in the womb of the mother ,until the age of seven never felt the affection of his father .

"Dad.." Said her, this time the tiny step stopped for a moment, there was a happy twinkle in both of her beautiful eyeballs..

Alvin sniffled before then Fatimah walked towards his direction .

Fatimah grabbed Alvin's hand, then kissed Alvin's soft back.

"Father brother Mala seemed to have been picked up by the mother" said Fatimah explained, she did think Alvin would pick up Mala who he had received as his sister.

"No.." Alvin shook his head slowly .

"Dad didn't mean to pick up your sister" she added later, this time Alvin's big hand poked Fatimah's nose in a fit of anxiety.

How could such a small girl say something that could hurt herself.

Alvin carried Fatimah's body in the direction where he put his car, while Fatimah, the girl was silent holding a cry in her heart, her happy cry of course because This was the first time her father held her .

"I can walk my own father" said Fatimah softly.

"It's true, but the father saw you were very troubled to choose the road" Denied Alvin while declining Fatimah then opened the door of his car wide so that Fatimah did not have trouble climbing her.

"Thank you dad."That sweet smile rose showing off dimples that were similar to her mother .

Alvin came in from the opposite direction and put on a seatbelt for Fatimah before he took the wheel and drove his car .

"Dad... How about you pick me up?" fatimah's question momentarily made Alvin speechless ..

"Well, dad will call your mom" he said later, peeling a flat object in his shirt pocket .

Alvin's hand next door is busy fiddling with his cell phone, while the other one is holding the wheel, once in a while

his two eyes looked ahead.

I don't know how many times the phone was connected to no Hanna, but it still seems there is no sign Hanna will pick it up .

"It looks like your mother is busy" said Alvin, smiling at the bad Fatimah .He should not have called Hanna, if even the usual call Hanna would not have picked her up .

"Well dad will send you a message" she added, then covering up her disappointment.

Alvin pulled over his car, seemed to break his phone and then he drove the car to the bottom.

Fatimah was sad ..

even though he was only about to step seven years old, his soul was not too innocent to see disappointment and digest the word his father said.

***

Fatimah just fell silent to pay attention to her father's body that every meet the body was increasingly look skinny .

"Dad, are you sick?" asked Fatimah while looking at Alvin's face then his face he returned most right forward to pay attention to the crowded streets with vehicles .

Alvin glanced at Fatimah at a glance then smiled..He shook his head

"dad is fine, dear" said his .

"Yes father sure "answered him while nodding ..

but his heart did not accept ,

considering his body a lot that often feels pain .

"then do you often eat late?" The girl questioned her again like she had not gotten the answer she wanted .

"maybe because of that, now-now father is often late to eat" Alvin smiled sadly holding tightness in his chest .

"then do not be late to eat again, if you do not want me to worry about you" he said then silent.

***

"father let's go in" Take Fatimah while letting go of her hand, then Alvin stood at the boundary of the terrace to make sure his daughter got inside .

"No dear, father here" replied Alvin with a smile, gesturing to Fatimah that he would not enter .

"come in, it's okay." The girl still had not entered yet, noticing her father standing up .

Alvin thought for a moment, then decided to obey his daughter's will .

"All right, father enter" he said then with a smile ..

Fatimah's smile on her face, she seemed happy with her father's decision .

Alvin pored over the whole view, apparently the house has not changed since he bought it..

his eyes still glanced here and there ,

Hanna, she expected the presence of that figure . However he did not expect more, He knew a few hours ago Hanna was still busy in her boutique .

not to mention Dave, the one who said Hanna was his future wife, so come .Hanna must not have come home as fast as she thought.

While behind 'Hanna seemed to notice the body that every time she saw was getting thinner ', Although now it is not who she is anymore 'but there is a sense of sadness that goes into the recesses of her soul ..

Inner Alvin must have sustained so much suffering .

Alvin was shocked, when he saw who was now in front of him .

"i just,emhh I just".Alvin tried to explain, but nervousness was very visible on him .

hearing Alvin's nervousness, Hanna becomes guilty ..He realized earlier that he was talking rudely to Alvin, though upset should his he could restrain his emotions as well.

"Sit down, I'll make you drink" said Hanna.

Like a little boy Alvin obeying Hanna's orders, he fell his weight very carefully, his eyes still follow where Hanna went..

Hanna came to bring Alvin's favorite tea, smell the fragrance that sometimes remembered the time of Alvin first, of course make the wounds are present again.

"sorry about it, ma'am.I really have no intention to hurt you" A sense of regret was heard from Hanna's voice, making Alvin who had lowered his head to look up.

Fatimah came in between their conversations and sat down next to her mother, after she kissed Hanna's hand.

"I beg you to talk to me, is it okay?" hesitating Alvin asked .

Hanna looks glanced at her little girl ,

"Fatimah .. mother wants to talk to your father ..you go to the room first baby" Hanna said as she rubbed Fatiamah's head gently .

Fatimah was about to stand up, you suddenly Alvin stopped her .

"Don't be a pity, I think you need to hear it too" said Alvin immediately made Fatimah glance at her mother ,

The little girl sat back down after Hanna nodded her allowance sign .