Tiba Khitbah
Thinking about Alex

Zahra felt like a stranger and not her mother's biological child, because Zahra is very confident and believes that no parent treats his child badly and rudely even to force his own will without caring about the happiness of his child.

"Suster, please help this child sit in a wheelchair and please bring it to the parking lot!" pinta ummi Fatimah to the nun who came in carrying a wheelchair without answering what Zahra asked her. Zahra is like dust that is not considered at all, which is blown away by the wind when strong winds hit.

"Miss, let me help you" said the nurse as she clasped Zahra's hand.

"I don't want to go home, please don't touch me!"

Zahra revolted, not accepting that his life was arranged and treated as if he had no right to his own life. Zahra is an adult, even almost three heads old, should he be able to decide for himself what is best or not for him, instead of being a puppet for his mother.

"Zahra, don't argue!" ummi Fatimah said with big eyes, glaring at the princess.

"Ummi have a heart, is Zahra the son of Ummi or not?" zahra asked with a loud voice and tears that kept flowing down her cheeks.

Plaque!

Again and again a loud slap landed on Zahra's cheek, the outpouring of emotion due to the spilling of words coming out of her mouth made the Fatimah ummi also unable to hold back the anger in her heart.

"Suster, please help me push the child's wheelchair up to the parking lot, I'm sick of seeing his spoiled and childish behavior!" ummi Fatimah said with a flat tone of voice but withholding emotions.

Umm Fatimah walked out of Zahra's inpatient room with quick footsteps and without looking at her daughter in the slightest, as if anger and disappointment had melded into one.

There is sadness and regret in Zahra. He felt sinful because he had been presumptuous and disobedient to his parents. It even felt terribly painful when her mother left without looking at her in the slightest. Zahra's world seemed to be destroyed, he really had no more pillars supporting his life.

"Miss, we're going!" said the nurse who helped push Zahra's wheelchair. However, the beautiful girl who was still weak was silent in silence with a blank look straight ahead, even tears kept falling down her cheeks, like rainwater.

"Suster, Sister, wait!"

Zahra heard her father's voice, but this grief made Zahra reluctant to turn her face to stare at the source of the voice. Zahra is like a rat that has no life, even he is like an undead where life is reluctant to die.

"Yes, sir," the nurse replied as she stopped her wheelchair path.

"Suster, this is my daughter, let me take my daughter home" said the father, who sounded very friendly and polite.

"Son, we're going home!" said the father with a fluffy smile that was clearly drawn on his wrinkled and aging face.

Abi Abdullah is the best father that Zahra has in the world, he is resolute in educating his daughter, but he has an incredible love and affection for Zahra. No wonder Zahra is looking for a future husband with traits like her father. It is not wrong, if the old saying that a father is the first love for his daughter. Yes, the good and positive traits that you instill in their family become a benchmark for Zahra in choosing her life partner.

Abi Abdullah is a man who is very responsible for his wife and children, he will do anything for the happiness of his small family, especially to Zahra, his first daughter. Abi is very rarely angry with his daughter, he will also do anything to make her happy and fulfill what is the desire of his favorite child, so Zahra feels very lucky to have a father like him.

"Zahra, it hurts, son?"

Abi looked at his daughter carefully while wiping away the tears that kept pouring down the princess cheeks.

Abi seems to think that the crying due to the accident that Zahra experienced, even though the pain arises because of the girl's great quarrel with her mother

"Darling, does Zahra need or want anything?"

Abi kept asking his daughter, but Zahra's tongue was too faint to say anything. It even felt like the heart was getting sicker and very sick because Zahra had to disappoint the hearts of both parents.

"If Ara needs anything, say it to Abi, because Abi will definitely grant it. If Zahra feels sick, wait a minute, son, we'll go home and Ara's house will be infused and get the best care like this hospital so that Ara recovers quickly," the father said as he pushed his daughter's wheelchair with a nurse who would take care of her at home.

To be honest, Abi's current existence makes Zahra feel calm and peaceful, he is like a clean white snow that extinguishes the heat of the fiery turmoil in Zahra. Yes, abi may not know how his daughter and wife had a big fight, abi also may not know how his favorite daughter does not want to marry a man who is now labeled as his fiancee, because the matter of arranged marriage has indeed Zahra handed over to his mother with the word whatever now backfires for himself. Yes, it is not wrong if the religion of Islam recommends to say and say words that are fine because those words are prayer, and, so Zahra's insecurities get her caught up in a trap she set herself.

'O Allah, is this the best and most beautiful life that You promised Your patient servants?' zahra said in his heart.

Huf ...

Zahra took a deep breath, and then she closed her eyes, imagining the length of the test up to this stage. Zahra had been patient with all the trials of life that God had given her, hoping that a dream marriage and a happy life like in the stories of a happy ending romance would also occur in her life, but all of Zahra's dreams don't come true, his plans are not the same as God's destiny.

Disappointed?

Of course, this heart felt a great disappointment, even Zahra almost ended her life because she could not accept the destiny that God gave and made peace with herself. However, there is still one belief that is embedded in him, that God will not give trials beyond the limits of His servant's ability.