Want me to Be With You
Episode 9

Before getting ready, Fauziah grabbed his device to contact Aqmal. The first call has not been answered by Duker, the second time Aqmal answered the call from his little girl.

"Assalamualaikum, Ziah" in a hoarse voice, Aqmal said his greetings. The man was still lying on the bed.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Brother, we're in 15 minutes to the city huh"

"Hmmm. Wait for me to be brought in"

Fauziah is tidy. This time he was different. If she usually wears a tunic shirt and trousers up to the top of her ankles, then this time she wears a robe and a hijab motif. God, shahdu is seen.

"Ziah" called Aqmal who was so curious. The girl was sitting on a motorcycle, turning her back to Aqmal.

Fauziah turned his head, and did not forget to carve a smile. Tiny lips on tap tap with rose pink lip cream make her lips look fresh and of course add to her appeal.

"Yes, Brother. Let's go"

"God is beautiful" in Aqmal. "Can you bring a car?" tanyanya.

"Yes can, Brother" replied Fauziah.

"Yes, you use my car, I use your bike" Aqmal said, handing over the keys.

"Loh, that's it. What's the matter?" ask Fauziah not understand.

"Already, don't ask too many questions" Aqmal said. He asked Fauziah to get off, then he himself got on the bike to get ready for the city.

As Fauziah admitted, the girl was good at carrying a car. The first car he drove was a car owned by Aunt Sakila. But that was, when Fauziah was still 1st grade SMK and Aqmal still lives in Surabaya with his ex-wife.

"O Allah, grant my prayers" said Fauziah. Fauziah starts driving the car Aqmal entrusted to her. There was no fear at all, there was only a big question mark as to why Aqmal asked him to drive his car. And again, Aqmal is always in the back of the car. The man did not want to get ahead even though Fauziah gave him the way for Aqmal to break through to the front.

Upon arrival in the City, Aqmal reduced its speed and stopped beside the highway. He started typing something and sent it to Fauziah. Without waiting for a reply from Fauziah, Aqmal continued his journey but in a different direction.

Aqmal took her phone back, tried to contact Lisna but the woman's number was out of reach. Aqmal tried to contact her again, again and again, but the woman's number was still off. At first he thought the network was problematic, then he tried to contact his sister, Muli. Connected calls.

"Where else is that woman? Why is the number not active" Aqmal murmured. He continued to ride his motorcycle until at the crossroad, the man took a right direction towards the house of Oma Tantri. The reason for leaving early was because she wanted to meet Lis, asking who the father of the baby she was caring for was. Wasn't Lis not married after divorcing her. And what was Lis's real reason, why he was suing for Aqmal's divorce. Aqmal is neither an unemployed man nor a man who comes from an underprivileged family.

Aqmal arrives at Oma Tantri's house. Coinciding with Oma who wants to go to the ATM withdraw a little money to be given to ART whose daughter is sick and needs medical expenses.

"Aqmal, can Oma ask for help?" ask Oma Tantri.

"Can, Oma. What would Oma ask for help?" Aqmal asked back. He was still sitting on the bike.

"Yes, I'll go pull" said Aqmal.

Oma Tantri gave the ATM and told her the pin code. Then enter the house waiting for Aqmal to return. Elsewhere, Fauziah and Savana are serving buyers. This time Fauziah was faced with a buyer who asked a lot but did not give certainty.

"This is going to buy medicine or want to buy clothes anyway" Inner Fauziah. How not. Beautiful woman whose face is no stranger–come with the aim of wanting to buy syrup for babies. Fauziah introduced several types of syrup with different flavors but had similar properties, but the woman was none other than Lis, the woman said.

"It looks like the syrup I'm looking for isn't here"

Fauziah could only smile and respond to her kindly and politely. "Try Mba to Kimia Farma. Maybe there is. Oh yes, around here there is Kimia Farma" explained Fauziah.

"What part?" ask Lis. He was also a new person in the City that he now made a shelter.

"Later Mba straight, there is a fork, Mba goes left" explained Fauziah.

The woman who was none other than Lisnawati, the widow of one child passed after making Fauziah furious but as a seller she had to be patient.

"Ukhti must be patient" Mba Diana smiled. "But, isn't that Doctor Aqmal's ex-wife. How can it be here. Did they re-refer?"

"Yes, Mba. To refer to it again I don't know" explained Fauziah smiling.

"You trust enough the man who came to propose to you in front of your parents" Savana said, patting Fauziah on the shoulder.

"Ziah, what are your plans for the future?" asked Farul who had put an ear to listen.

"Only one, happy is the woman who raised me" replied Fauziah. "Now Mother is not happy because I am still in school" he continued.

"The spirit of youth!!" Farul and Savana and Mba Diana encouraged Fauziah. They know, Fauziah is a jolly girl raised by her Tantenya whom she calls Mother.

Fauziah, Savana and Farul. Three young people who spend their time working to produce coffers of money to make their families happy. Farul, an orphan who has two younger siblings who are new to 3rd grade and 5th grade. While Savana lives with her grandmother who is already vulnerable sickly. And Fauziah, he doesn't have a father anymore. Her biological father had died while her mother remarried after a year of separation from Fauziah's father. Fauziah, who was only 3 years old at the time, was taken care of by Mommy Santi because Ms. Fauziah admitted that she did not have children. She was afraid that her new husband would reject Fauziah's presence. Fauziah himself did not want to disturb his mother's household, so he never visited his mother's house. Her mother lives in Jakarta with her new family. A miss? It is clear that Fauziah misses the figure of a woman who is willing to risk her life.

"Assalamualaikum" Aqmal said a greeting before entering the Pharmacy.

"Girishal"

Fauziah was just plain ordinary. He didn't want Aqmal to know that he was happy to see Aqmal. Because loving in silence is the best way she can do it. Even in her prayer, Fauzia did not mention the name Aqmal. Not that he did not want Aqmal, but he knew that his plan was not necessarily the same as God's plan.

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