Tiba Khitbah
Adversing Old People

Zahra felt sick and hurt when Alex left her, even this heart seemed to be very broken and broken like a woman abandoned by her lover.

Alex is not her lover, and according to Zahra, she also has no feelings for Alex other than affection as a friend and close friend, but somehow it feels like this heart does not accept and does not like if Alex behaves as if Zahra is a nobody for him.

"Why did you leave me, Alex?" cry Zahra with a high and loud tone of voice. However, everything is useless because no one listens to Zahra here, even more like a madman who roars indistinctly without direction and purpose.

Now Zahra was completely alone, no one supported her and no one accompanied her anymore.

"Zahra, is this the kind of life you expect?" zahra said in her sobs.

Zahra banged her chest that felt very tight, it felt like she was unable and not strong anymore to live this life.

Remembering Zahra again where he fought and yelled at his parents, but he knew that hurting the heart and feelings of the parents was the biggest sin that God hated the most. Zahra also tried to kill herself, cutting her hair until she had left her random hair short like a man, and now Zahra intends to run away from his parents without thinking long if he will leave disgrace and shame for his family later if he does something he shouldn't.

Ah, but there's nothing for Zahra to regret now, because the rice has become porridge and she can't possibly turn things around, because all he can do now is fight according to the content of the heart that he considers right.

'I seem to have to rent a hostel close to the office, ' said the girl inwardly with a short plan that came to her mind.

Zahra then pulled out the infusion slang attached to her hand by force, as she wanted to escape from this hospital immediately before someone knew it.

"Aw, sick!"

Such was the little screech that came out of Zahra's mouth, indicating that she was a selfish woman who only thought briefly to do what she thought was right at the time, no matter what happens after.

"Zahra, where are you going?"

That loud and loud voice was heard harboring a million emotions and anger. Yes, ummi Fatimah was standing in front of the entrance with bulging eyes and a face that looked very red.

"Ummi, Ara just wants to go to the bathroom" said Zahra.

Lying, now saying dishonest things began to become a habit of Zahra. He did not want to say the real thing to his mother because he was very confident and believed that the Fatimah ummi would not let him move even a little less to escape.

"Zahra, if you want to go to the bathroom why do you have to pull the infusion slang?"

Umm Fatimah walked up to her daughter with a straight forward look, as if she did not want to miss her eyeballs to catch Zahra's movements.

"This infusion is too troublesome, Zahra cannot move freely, Ummi."

"Zahra, do you want to die? Have you given up your destiny and the way of life that God has set you, son?"

Zahra knew very well that the Fatimah Ummi looked very disappointed with Zahra's attitude and behavior that had been very deviant from religious norms, but somehow Zahra was so arrogant and did not want to admit Zahra's mistakes.

"Yes, Ummi, Zahra would rather die than marry a foreign man whom Zahra does not love" Zahra said in a loud voice with sharp eyes staring at Fatimah. Yes, Zahra has turned into Zahra who is very disobedient to parents.

Prak ...

A loud slap landed on Zahra's right cheek, and this was her first time slapping her beloved daughter so hard like this.

"Um-, Ummi slapped Zahra?" zahra said in a sobbing voice with tears now flowing down Zahra's cheeks.

"Ummi and Abi have never educated you into such a brash child!" ummi Fatimah said with a weak tone of voice and sounded flat, but really the words that came out of the words of the ummi Fatimah felt like an arrow that stabbed Zahra right in the heart. Zahra's chest felt very tight, Zahra had difficulty breathing as if the life was about to leave his body.

Yes, there is regret in this heart and it feels like Zahra apologized to her mother for Zahra's ungodly attitude, but the girl's mouth became stiff and mute as if she could no longer say anything, not because Zahra was unable and unable but because the heart had been petrified until there was no more kindness seen in Zahra's face, which there was a tone of hate and disappointment to her own mother.

"Now we're home!" ummi Fatimah said firmly.

The middle-aged woman who had always been gentle to Zahra had now turned into a different woman.

Umm Fatimah rang the bell and asked the nurse to come to Zahra's room to make up for her daughter's return, after that he asked Zahra's father to take care and pay all administrative costs so that he could get out of the hospital immediately.

"Suster, can you please bring a wheelchair here?" pinta ummi Fatimah to one of the sisters who just came to Zahra's room.

"All right, Madam."

"Ara doesn't want to go home" Zahra said briefly without looking at her mother's face at all.

Zahra felt that her mother did not love and love her anymore, because she was very willing to force her own will and will without caring for Zahra, even Umm Fatimah now had the heart to be rude to beat her, he said, though all this time ummi is a very good and gentle parent.

"Ummi don't need your opinion, don't want to, don't like it, you have to go home now!"

"Zahra is not well, Ummi!" replied Zahra loudly.

"You can be outpatient and cared for by the Sister at home."

Umm Fatimah began to be strict with her daughter, because she did have full rights for her daughter. However, Zahra always thinks negatively with his attitude and what his mother does, even though there is no parent in this world who wants to plunge his child.

"Why did Ummi act as Ummi pleased? Are Ara's opinions and desires no longer important to Ummi now? Zahra is Ummi's real son or not?"