The Desired Angel of Heaven
Chapter 132 S2 (Memories of Abbas)
Ivan seriously listened to Roni's story about all the processions that had been carried out up to 40 days of Abbas's death. He receives a debit card from Roni who has completed all affairs related to financing.
“Do you not use this card? I see no card usage notifications during this time in your hand.” Ivan's barrage of questions went straight into Roni's ears as soon as he sat down in front of his boss.
“It seems that there are donors who made donations to the family of the late Abbas. Every time I come there, I see a car that supplies all the necessities during the event. But I don't know who they are. Maybe a rich family where his mother works,” said Roni seriously.
Ivan listened to Roni. He felt guilty about the late Abbas. Until now he had not had time to meet with the mother and wife of the late Abbas to apologize, because of the departure of Abbas because of his mistake.
“I will finance all the education of the child of the deceased Abbas until it is finished,” Ivan said slowly while keeping his debit card in the wallet and storing it back in his pants pocket, “Later to take care and open savings if his wife later gave birth.”
“Means?” Roni was surprised to hear Ivan's words.
“I think his fiancee was pregnant when Abbas left. The proof is that he wants to marry Abbas, right?”
Roni listened to Ivan. He was unable to deny it because according to his observations Abbas' fiancee did seem contained. But is she really pregnant?
“You're not sure what I said?” Ivan looked at the silent Roni, “You can't judge people just by his outward appearance alone. You don't think Abbas and his fiancee ever did that? I'm sure both of them did the wedding because they already knew that the woman was pregnant.”
“Where can the boss conclude like that?” finally out also the ultimate question Roni who quite disturbing his mind.
He who is also still a layman with the world of romance was curious from where Ivan could conclude like that.
“My estimate is that woman is 4 months pregnant. His body seemed to contain a normal girl size,” Ivan said casually when he imagined seeing Abbas's future wife who came in a state of shock to see her fiance had an accident that resulted in Abbas losing his life.
Roni doesn't want to comment anymore. He believed Ivan's words to be true, because he knew that Ivan had been hanging out with many women, so it was easy to judge them from head to toe.
Roni's mind said something else. If Abbas' widow accepts, he is ready to be a father. And he does not dispute the status of Khaira if indeed love is present between them.
Ivan looked at the dreamy looking Roni with a faint smile, “Don't say you're interested in Abbas' widow.”
Roni gasped at Ivan's words which immediately struck. He immediately shook his head quickly, worried that Ivan knew the truth he was trying to hide.
“Then you are the height of the boss,” replied Roni quickly while turning her face away from Ivan who was looking at her sharply. He knew, every prejudice Ivan always right, because he had memorized with the attitude and behavior of Ivan during his assistant.
“Thank God my hunch was wrong,” Ivan's paltry smile appeared on his face. “Now we go to Grill & Meat Restaurant. There are diamond jewelry clients who want to use our advertising.”
“Siap.” Roni instantly got up quickly, avoiding the gaze of Ivan who was still looking at him full of suspicion.
Meanwhile, at the residence of Ila, Khaira is still repairing the belongings of the late Abbas. He will return to Marisa's house and take Ila's mother with him. He could not bear to leave his father-in-law alone in the small house. However, now they are family, it is his duty to care for and take care of his in-laws who only live alone.
Khaira opened a small closet where Abbas kept his documents and securities. His eyes captured a photo album that looked worn out. Khaira picked it up and cleaned up the dust that was on it.
While sitting on the bed he began to open the old album. Khaira's eyes glazed over as a photo of her filled Abbas's album. He himself never knew when Abbas took a photo of himself when he started studying at UI.
The photos of their time as OSEK also filled a single page of the album. Abbas's handwriting used markers to mark each image of him until Khaira forgot when his picture was taken by Abbas.
5 May …. First look at the face of the soft-eyed ayu in the campus mosque.
His picture was sitting on the terrace of the mosque waiting for the queue to take ablution on the first day he set foot on campus.
31 June …. The sad-faced angel who stole my heart.
His photo when he first signed up for the selection of campus BEM members with faces filled with sweat while queuing while carrying forms. It was the first time he spoke to Abbas, who also signed up to be a member of BEM on campus. Khaira did not know anyone at the time. It's hard to get along with others.
Faiq's parenting pattern that does not provide freedom of friends except in their own family environment makes Khaira seem closed. The nature of the deceased's mother declined to Khaira, especially with the protection of her other brothers, making Khaira rarely interact with the outside world.
12 July ... Angel getting off the Ferrari. Can I reach his heart?
Jemari Khaira shook as she rubbed a photo of Abbas adjoining his photo which was then ushered Ali to campus using his sports car. At that time Khaira came home to stay at Mas Ali's house because there was a family event there.
Again Khaira opened the album sheet that began to wear out of age. His eyes glazed over as he saw his picture with Abbas in the senate room during lunch with some BEM caretakers.
Since then, the communication between the two has been progressively smoother. Abbas's character, which resembles that of his late father, makes Khaira feel comfortable. He was happy when he was with Abbas, moreover, they had a faculty that made the two more familiar.
Until when Abbas expressed his feelings one afternoon, after the two performed the Ashar prayer. A shady afternoon with silence due to the rain that has watered the earth makes the atmosphere so serene and comfortable.
“Ra, I have something to tell you,” Abbas said as the two sat back at the campus mosque library.
“What a...?” Khaira stopped reading the book laying on his lap and stared fixedly at Abbas.
Abbas looked at the face of ayu in front of him who had stolen his whole heart. Their closeness for one year in two semesters had convinced his heart to immediately dock in the right place.
“I try to avoid this feeling. But the more I tried, the stronger the binding feeling,” Abbas did not take his gaze away from Khaira's face looking at him with a frown.
“Aa want to say what the hell, really like playing a puzzle. To the point, I will dread whatever you say.”
Abbas breathed slowly. He must express his feelings for Khaira. He must be prepared for the risk of rejection. But Abbas does not care, if the answer given by Khaira is not in accordance with his expectations, he will be big at heart. Love cannot be forced. Heart problems are sensitive things. He realized the difference in status between himself and Khaira would be a hindrance to their relationship, but it was wrong if his heart had been tied to one name that made him optimistic in living such a cruel ocean of life.
“I have liked you since the beginning of our meeting on the first day.”
Khaira. His feeling is thumping. Is this what it feels like to be shot like he sees on youtube or the grim romances he often reads? He tried to neutralize his heartbeat that was like being driven quickly.
“I can't force your feelings. For sure I can't keep this taste too long. I feel comfortable with you. I want you to know that this feeling is true. Not a momentary feeling. Our togetherness for one year made me sure to reveal to you that I like you a lot.”
Khaira's eyes were rounded to hear Abbas's extraordinary confession. He did not expect Abbas to admit it so soon.
The two of them locked onto each other. Abbas looked at Khaira's face which began to scatter red making him unable to turn his face away from the beautiful scenery in front of him admiring the creation of God in the form of a young woman in front of him.
Khaira lowered her head. He wanted to admit that he had similar feelings for Abbas, but he felt ashamed.
“You may shake your head if you do not have the same feeling pa.... “ unfinished Abbas said ….
Khaira quickly nodded not wanting to linger holding back the feeling in her chest that was fueling the pleasure of Abbas's confession.
Seeing Khaira's nod made Abbas' tense face instantly melt with a smile growing on his handsome face. It felt like he grabbed a smooth white hand and grasped a lentic fingers located on top of Khaira's lap. But he knew they were not muhrim. Abbas understands that very well.
The knock on Abbas's door stopped Khaira's daydream in his memory with Abbas. He immediately put the album in a bag filled with Abbas's personal belongings that he would bring back to Marisa's house.
“Nak, sir Fatih has come to pick up,” bu Ila voice makes Khaira rise from the contest. He immediately opened the door and carried a bag filled with deocumens and Abbas's personal belongings.
“I'm ready, ma'am.”
Eventually Khaira and Ila enter Fatih's van to take her twin and her in-laws back to Marisa's house.
Sadness again gnawed at Khaira as the song played on the car tape humming the right song represented her feelings.
When the heart wriggles disturb the reflection
Repeating memories when love meets love
The sound of night and day seemed to be singing
I can hear your miss calling my name
When I'm no longer by your side
I'm waiting for you in eternity
I never leave, it's always in your heart
You're never far away, you're always in my heart
My sukmaku yelled, asserting my love for you
Thank you for the love that unites us
When I'm no longer by your side
I'm waiting for you in eternity
Our love paints history
Delivering a joyful story
Until anyone is God
We must know our true love
When I'm no longer by your side
I'm waiting for you in eternity
Our love paints history
Delivering a joyful story
Until anyone is God
We must know our true love
The colored valley
Shaping bending hugging us
Two souls merged into one
In the solitude of love
Our love paints history
Delivering a joyful story
Until anyone is God
We must know our true love
Time and again Khaira wiped away the tears of hearing the song that BCL sang with great emotion. Every word touches his innermost heart.
Fatih glanced at Khaira who was sitting beside him. He was also swept away by the lyrics that really touched the heart. After a while the song ended Fatih began to make a sound.
“I hope after today there is no more sadness. You must be strong. We are all saddened by Abbas's departure. But God knows better what is best for his people.”
The atmosphere returned to silence until Fatih's van drove Khaira and her in-laws into the luxury residential complex, until it stopped right in front of Marisa's house.