The Crack of a Heart
Waiting for the Arifa Decision

Farhan looked upset and seemed to not accept what he had just read. His heart seemed unwilling if Arifa had to do as written in the file.

Seeing his two children continue to stare as if demanding an explanation. Zakaria finally spoke up.

"So, the man you're referring to is Mr. Brama's son. Called Danish. Actually two years ago, Mr. Brama put a big investment in the Papah company. First year, went well. But, in the second year the market is declining, from month to month experiencing considerable losses. The effort was already Papah lakain as much as Papah could, and the loss that had been very swollen was increasingly difficult Papah pay to Mr. Brama. Papah does not know how anymore, other investors have also separated from the Papah company. This time ... Papah was also shocked when Mr. Brama gave the letter of agreement through his son ... "

"During this time, Papah tried to survive so that the company would not be sold. Maybe if the company is sold, the loss debt to Mr. Brama can be repaid. If until the company is sold, Papah does not know where to get money from?"

Arifa was silent. Because all this time he did not know about what his father experienced in the company.

Except Farhan. Indeed, when a few days ago he went to his papa company, Zakaria had told about the loss that must be paid to the Brama sir.

"Bah, not Arifa. Farhan aja," persuaded Farhan so that his sister could continue her school.

"He only asked for Papah's daughter, Han. After this the decision is in the hands of Arifa," said Zakaria who had felt dizzy thinking about this exit for a long time.

"Bah, Arifa is still in school! he also wants to go to college. Does Papah have the heart to break the ideals of Papah's own child?" Farhan's tone began to rise, as if he did not care about Zakaria who was still sick.

Whether he got strength from nowhere, Zakaria got up and sat on the bed, opening the oxygen hose that had been attached to his nose.

"Papah had time to negotiate well with Danish so that Arifa could finish school first. And finally he agreed .. "said Zakaria who was no less high in his tone, his emotions began to ignite. "Arifa, after finishing school later, you go to the residence of Mr. Brama. Papah has given your photo to Danish through his Whatsapp account," Zakaria continued to Arifa.

While Arifa who had been silent with the emotions she was holding while staring in the other direction, now her eyes began to turn red while looking at her face.

"Rifa doesn't want to! Papah same Mamah, equally evil! Rifa hates you both!" snapped Arifa, who refused, moving out of her seat, and out of the room where Zakaria was being treated.

Farhan rubbed his face roughly with one of his hands ruffled around his waist. While Zakaria suddenly felt a very intense headache and tightness in his chest.

BRACKET! Zakaria fainted instantly. Farhan who saw that directly pressed the call button for the nurse.

Before long, the nurse came and began to check on Zakaria. While Farhan did not feel the heart to not care about his papa apart from the anger that had heated up.

One minute ... two minutes .. three minutes .. No change to Zakaria's body.

"Let me call the doctor first yes, sir," said the nurse then walked over half-run out of the room to call the doctor.

A moment later, the doctor and the nurse came together while pushing the bankar into the Zakaria nursery.

"Dok please handle my papah right away!" pinta Farhan was very worried.

"You can wait outside the curtain, yes" said the doctor and Farhan nodded in understanding.

Doctors tried as much as possible to restore the consciousness of Zakaria whose condition began to decline. Farhan paced behind the still-closed curtain with his uneasy feelings.

Farhan tries to contact Arifa through his cell phone. But it turns out nil. Arifa did not answer.

SREEET. The curtains are open.

The first time Farhan saw it, Zechariah. Both of his eyebrows furrowed, feeling astonished because his papa was still lying unconscious.

"Where, Doc?" ask Farhan.

"I'm sorry, sir, I tried my best, but .. "the doctor took a deep breath before continuing. "Your father is now gone."

Like it had fallen and then the stairs. Farhan's tears broke without excuse. He doesn't believe what he is going through right now.

A mother left him, and now my father is gone forever.

"I'm so sorry, I hope you and your family can be given patience and strength after this" the doctor said, patting Farhan on the shoulder.

"Yes, Doc."

"If you'll excuse me first, there will be a nurse who will take care of it" said the doctor before finally leaving the room. Farhan only nodded in response.

After the doctor left, the nurse began to remove medical devices that had been installed in Zakaria body. Farhan tried to call Arifa back.

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In a park located not far from the hospital, now Arifa is located. Arifa was sitting on a chair away from the crowd of the park. The blank stare made him ignore the phone that had been vibrating in his pants pocket.

Until the time Arifa already feel calmer, the phone that continues to vibrate was finally he took out of the pocket of his pants. I don't know how many calls Farhan is making right now. Arifa answered him.

"Fa, where are you? get to the hospital now!" tell Farhan with a voice that sounds vibrating in Arifa's ears.

"What the hell is it, brother?"

"Yes." Yeah."

After the call ended, Arifa rushed from the park to the hospital. Getting closer to the hospital, suddenly his feelings were not good. Unconsciously he wondered in his heart. "What's this?"

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Arifa opened the door of the room where her papa was taken care of. He was surprised by the figure that he had snapped was now lying with his entire body covered by a blanket.

Arifa's body was squeezed for a moment, with shaky steps, she approached Farhan, who was crying, sitting beside Zachariah.

"Sir .." called Arifa softly as she stood beside Farhan. "Why can I believe this, Pah?" tanyanya.

Farhan shook his head, both Farhan and Arifa were still not ready to lose Zakaria.

Arifa sat on the floor with both hands holding on to the edge of the bed. Her crying broke instantly.

"Why did you leave? Maafin Rifa snapped Papah earlier. Rifa is not ready to leave Papah. But why is it that Papah is leaving Rifa."

"Wake up, Pah .. wake up .. don't go .. hu u u u ..."

Farhan tried to wake Arifa up so as not to sit on the floor. Then hugged his only child lovingly.

"After this, the decision remains in your hands, Fa. Give up or we sell papah company."

Arifa, who was still crying, could not think clearly. A very deep sense of loss, what a feeling he hated so much.

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After the funeral was over, Arifa and Farhan returned home. And so did Lina and her exit with them.

"Rifa, don't ever feel like you don't have parents. Auntie Dinda Zaki and your parents. If there is a need to ape-ape to Aunt Aje's house, as much as possible will help Auntie," said Lina when she was sitting together in the living room.

"Yes, Bi. Thanks to ya."

"Abis finished school, does Rifa want kemane? continue college?" ask Lina.

"Don't know, Bi. Not yet Rifa thought of it."

"Yes, mending now ... Rifa focus aje equal ye graduation. Let the results be satisfactory, sukur-sukur can go to college through the scholarship path," said Lina who tried to encourage Arifa.

"Yes, Bi. Aamiin's."

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