
With a soft but impolite voice, Zahra walked towards her bed. He did not want to approach the Ummi or argue with him. The disrespectful and disrespectful attitude of the old man made the blood of Fatimah's ummi boil even more.
"Zahra, Ummi has never taught you such disrespect" said Ummi Fatimah in a higher tone of voice, but Zahra chose to ignore him anyway, because he did not want the words that he held in his chest to overflow until the mouth issued words of pearl that would hurt the heart and feelings of ummi. Although actually without him realizing his attitude and behavior this has scratched the wound in his mother's heart.
"Zahra, you're really late!"
Umm Fatimah walked quickly to her daughter, her hands clasping the princess's shoulders until her body was turned to face her.
"Since when have you become so insolent like this, Zahra?" ummi Fatimah shouted with heightened emotions.
"Ummi doesn't appreciate Zahra either."
The cynical and defiant speech that came out of Zahra's mouth was enough to prove that he had let out his heart. Yes, the attitude of defiance and against a child that is more categorized as being ungodly to parents.
"Are you really Zahra Ummi's daughter?"
Umm Fatimah approached her daughter with bulging eyes, and anger mixed with disappointment, because a mother would not be happy to see a child who was educated and raised with all her heart, full of love and affection, but even against him.
"Ummi is selfish, Ummi is just selfish!" zahra said with a grinning tone.
Plaque !
The right hand that usually stroked Zahra's cheek was now turned into a burning ember on her cheek. Really, the slap made Zahra's cheek turn red, very painful and very painful. Within hours the cheek was filled with a loud slap of the Fatimah ummi. The woman who had been an angel to Zahra, the eraser of her tears and sadness, the beautiful angel who had always been Zahra's encouragement now turned out to feel like a stranger who had no affection for her.
"Not enough slaps before, Mi? Should Ummi be so rude like this?"
In the sobs and trembling mouth, Zahra finally delivered a word of protest over the attitude of Ummi Fatimah to him.
"You should realize, Zahra, your attitude has crossed the line."
"Ummi is too imposing a will, not Zahra who crosses the line."
"No parent is mean to his daughter because all parents want the best for their children, only the child can't see the good in the eyes of the parents."
"Mi, there's nothing better than marrying a loved one."
"What kind of man do you think is good, son? Did your future husband leave you a month before your wedding? Or is the man who uses your kindness like Alex?" ummi Fatimah said with a high tone of voice.
"Alex isn't the bad guy Ummi thinks he is!"
The words that came out from the words of the ummi Fatimah made Zahra speechless and unable to answer anything anymore. No matter how much I asked Alex to come to the house, he would never come to his house. Yes, actually Zahra already really understands that a good man who intends seriously to a woman, Zahra, then the man will propose to his parents the girl he loves and marry the girl to be the wife and mother of his children. However, for some reason this self still cannot see the ugliness of Alex, because it looks only good as if these eyes have been blinded by a mere pseudo-love.
"Zahra, don't argue or get out of the house!"
Umm Fatimah threatened to expel Zahra from home if she continued to act as she pleased.
"Ummi kicked Zahra out?" zahra asked loudly with both eyes glaring at Mama with the anger she carried with her.
"So what do you want now? You're waiting for that guy and want to marry him?" ummi Fatimah paused her words for a moment. Yes, ummi Fatimah seems to be trying to hold back what she wants to say because she is a mother, who has unrequited love and unlimited forgiveness. So, no matter how angry a parent is to his child, it will not reduce the level of love and affection for the child, even though the love and love of the child is only as easy and like flying dust, he said, fragile without grip, lost without clear direction and purpose.
"Zahra, your silence has proven that the man is not good for you, so now forget him and accept your destiny, Ustadz Fahri is the kindest and most appropriate man for you."
"No, Zahra can't marry a man Zahra doesn't love, much less have to be forced like this, Mi."
"No need to argue and follow what parents say because parents know what is best for their children."
"If Ummi really likes the girl, then Ummi alone is married to her!"
And for the umpteenth time, the word for word that came out of Zahra's mouth offended her mother's heart and feelings. Until now the clear crystal flows wet the cheeks ummi.
Umm Fatimah looked at Zahra with a sharp gaze and eyes that shed tears, red eyes and looks like a dream that makes Zahra realize that he really has been disobeying his mother.
Umm Fatimah turned her back, slowly and trembling, ummi Fatimah walked unsteadily away from her daughter's room, saying nothing more as if she no longer wanted to talk to the girl.
Yes, as a wrong child, all Zahra could do now was stare at Ummi's footsteps with the million regrets she brought with her. Zahra was completely inexhaustible with her own mouth, which spoke without thinking about the cause of the consequences.
'Zahra, are you too late this time?'
Zahra's little heart now began to blame herself, even feeling that she had failed to become a child. Zahra felt like a child of a snake that preys on its own mother when it has grown up, not happy and pleasing to both parents, but he did the opposite, making his parents angry, he said, things I never did before.
"I'm Sick! Really very sick ...," said Zahra shouting very loudly while slamming the door of her room hard.
Zahra is fed up with the current conditions, even Zahra's sense of being disappointed with life makes her cheat on her destiny.
"Lord, what exactly do you want? Isn't it enough to make me crumble and suffer like this?"