The Owner of the Heart
School

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His soft fingers reached the door handle and opened it wide. He stepped foot into the room of Fatimah's mother. The mother of the orphanage who takes care of abandoned children, orphaned with her patience and sincere affection. Mother who has always been a spill of Chantika's curses all this time replaces her missing biological mother.

He walked closer to the bed. And how surprised he was with the sight presented before him at this moment. A woman was lying on a prayer mat still wearing mukena.

"Mother! What's wrong with Mom? Why are you lying here?" the voice from the tiny lips let out a question without any answer from the woman. Chantika's steps came to a halt right at the side of the middle-aged woman who was lying on her stomach.

He crouched down and turned the body of Fatimah's mother.

"What's wrong with Mom? Tell Chantika, Mother. What happened while I wasn't here? Don't make me panic like this, Mommy!"

Soon Chantika took the eucalyptus oil from the P3K box. And put it on the stomach and put the bottle of oil on Fatimah's nose.

Almost 10 minutes Chantika waited for Fatimah's mother to wake up from her stings.

Fatimah's mother opened her eyes and smiled meaningfully. He saw Chantika's crying face sitting next to him. A girl who has been considered like her real daughter all along. Looks pale.

"What's going on, Mother?" the question came back from the lips of the Chantika ranum.

However, Fatimah's mother did not answer Chantika's question. He asked back to Chantika.

"Why are both eyes swollen. The chantika?" mother Fatimah asked narrowing her eyes as she looked at Chantika.

"It's okay, Mother. Maybe because late night sleep so a bit swollen lack of sleep" replied Chantika lying hide a big problem with her best friend, now this.

"What's the matter, Chantika? Why is it like there is something you hide from Mom. Can't you believe this mother of yours?" said Fatimah's mother who did not understand what happened with Chantika.

Like there's a big problem Chantika is hiding from me. Everything looks gray not so clear. However, with your condition like this. It must be no small matter what you are facing Chantika. That's all that's on Fatimah's mind, right now.

Chantika switched the conversation with Ms. Fatimah the owner of Azzahra Orphanage which she managed. He only answered questions from Fatimah's mother. Chantika did not want to burden the mind of Fatimah with the problems she was facing.

"Mother rest first. Chantika made chicken soup for me. Let not empty the stomach of Mother" said Chantika trying to avoid the questions that Mother Fatimah presented to her.

Chantika walked towards the kitchen to immediately cook warm chicken soup for Fatimah's mother. Chantika unconsciously recalled the incident yesterday in the room owned by her future husband. The film roll just played back in Chantika's brain. Roy Geraldy's. The man who proposed to her a year ago. Promised to pronounce ijab qabul in front of the ruler to make him his legal wife. But, now he easily ignites the fire of infidelity in their serious relationship. It never occurred in Chantika's mind that her relationship ran aground in this fast time.

Chantika brings her tears back. It is not easy to forgive someone who has betrayed us. Moreover, that person was the person closest to him. People who have always believed in him all this time. It's not as easy as turning the palm of the hand either. To forget what happened yesterday. How can a loved one be so sincere with all his body soul. Replying with a betrayal of this magnitude?.

Even the opponent playing on the hot bed was no one else. People who are not yet known. Maybe if that person wasn't someone she knew. Chantika can accept with airy chest and leave as far as possible her loved ones. Although it is very difficult to give up her future husband for that person. But this is a different story. This guy is his best friend. The thickest friend who has filled his days is always together. Her future husband has been playing with his own best friend. I don't know when they've been through this betrayal. Playing fire behind her.

"Sister Chan! Brother Chan!" call Lita a cute little boy Chantika favorite while wiggling Chantika's hand repeatedly until the cry to so many and the pull of Lita's hand is new she responded.

"Lita is hungry, sister Chan" replied Lita by pursing her lips while stroking her stomach end.

The 6-year-old boy was indeed very close to Chantika. Since Chantika lived in the orphanage owned by Fatimah's mother. It also helps to nurture younger siblings who are less fortunate. Some were deliberately dumped by their second person in front of the gate of the Azzahra orphanage. There are also those found by the mother of Fatimah on the streets of the abandoned capital. With great heart Fatimah Mother nurtured them with an income that is not how big. There are also donors who sincerely alms in his orphanage.

"A hungry pretty boy huh? Wasn't that breakfast? The clock is hungry again" he asked the cute little boy standing in a sad style.

"Fatimah's mother cooked a little this morning. Due to the hurry there was a guest who was angry at Mother Fatimah" Lita spoke without anyone being covered up with innocence of the boy clearly told Chantika.

"Anger, how. Darling?" Chantika was trying to find an answer to what Lita said just now.

"There were two very tall men. Angry while snapping at Mother Fatimah while pointing to the face of Mother Fatimah"

"Keep, let alone what Lita heard earlier"

"Lita, was hiding behind the door while listening to the guest talking to Fatimah's mother. One of them said. If within a week you do not approve the purchase of this orphanage. We will forcefully flatten this building at a low price"

"What?" increasingly curious Chantika with Lita's explanation.

Almost twenty minutes Chantika finished cooking and listened to the story of Lita, Chantika's cute little girl.

Chantika prepares a plate of rice with chicken soup and potato dish mixed with chicken meat that is delicious Lita's favorite. And sat the beautiful girl in the front seat of the dining table.

"Now Lita eats herself, baby. Brother Chan wants to take this chicken soup to Fatimah's mother first"

"Okay, thank you, beautiful and kind brother Chan. Lita can eat by herself and spend it all" Lita replied as she rounded her index finger with her thumb forming the letter o.

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After feeding Mother Fatimah with warm chicken soup. Now, Chantika does not want to let the problems she has heard from Lita.

"Mother Fatimah, what is Chantika? Until Mother Fatimah could hide all the problems in Az-Zahra Orphanage from Chantika. Actually what's going on as long as Chantika isn't here? Why should it be kept a secret from me? Tell Chantika, Mother! Please don't shut it all up alone"

"Mom don't remember, as the saying goes. Squirrels are jumping. It will fall in time too. So did Mother Fatimah. If you always and continue to hide the matter of this parlour from Chantika, then do not blame if I will find that bright spot and will be answered all. Sorry, Mother. If I will not hesitate to get angry with Mother Fatimah for not involving Chantika in finding a solution to the problem" come out already ultimatum it with free from the lips of the Chantika ranum.

Fatimah's mother could only bow her head looking terrified. He did not want Chantika who became a victim of the existing orphanage problems.

"Chantika give you 1x24 hours! If, Mother Fatimah remained cool with the stance of Mother. Then forgive Chantika who was presumptuous to take action"

With a heavy heart finally Mother Fatimah assented Chantika ultimatum. He did not want to be involved in a long fight with his foster daughter who loved him as much as his birth mother. He knew the young girl sitting next to him was very worried about his health. Lately it has dropped dramatically.

It's time for Chantika to learn about Az-Zahra Orphanage. Only Chantika can understand the difficulties of Mother Fatimah in terms of finances at this time. The philanthropists who usually become donors increasingly declining. And the business conditions in the life of Mother Fatimah today, also experienced a drastic decrease. Disasters and disasters that are befalling this country also have a big impact on the efforts in the Mother Fatimah title.

"Ah, okay. Mother will be frank with Chantika and open the facts about the fact that actually happened a few moments ago related to Az-Zahra Orphanage. In recent months, the finances of the parlors have declined drastically. Income and expenditure are out of sync. Many mines. Mother's business is also quiet, while your sisters are still very expensive. Starting from the cost of daily meals to the needs of the school that is increasingly soaring" the story of Fatimah's mother who sounds ordinary in the ears of Chantika. Because that's not the explanation he's looking for.

Chantika felt increasingly resentful and pouted. Because Mother Fatimah has not been open about the two male guests who have come to this orphanage. Fatimah's mother's answer just now was very unsatisfactory to Chantika. Why keep those secrets closed.

"Chantika knows, Mother. If the current financial problems of the orphanage make Mother Fatimah very confused. But, that was not the answer Chantika wanted. There's something else that I'm still a secret against Chantika, right now! how could you keep that burden to yourself. Be honest with Chantika, Mother! You know that Chantika loves you more sincerely, more than my own life, Mother!" chantika said revealing all the uneg-uneg and all the tiredness that enveloped her heart. He could no longer hold back the swift tears that came out from his two beautiful eyes.

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