ZULFA FORTITUDE
God, Let Me Forget It

"Irwan Lika's. Don't bother mommy just yet. Mother wants a break."

"Yes, Mother ...."

"If you want to play, play. But don't go far. Remember the prayer time."

"Asyiiiii .. Good Mother. Mother rest only. Let it heal quickly."

Half-running, Zulfa headed to his room. Fortunately Halimah was not at home, she was at the house of Rahmi Indah Sulistyawati, Mas Herman's second sister. So that no one knows the pain he is now feeling.

After arriving in his room, the door was closed. Still clinging to the doorway of the room, he again spilled his chest-stifling pain, in a silent cry.

Should I investigate first, who is Maria. And where is Herman. To make everything clear. Not necessarily also, Maria was right his wife mas Herman. It's possible that she's just a seductress, who wants to ruin my family. And not yet the voice was the voice of Herman ....

Zulfa's mind floated. Shown by past events. That befell his family, the sweetness of the beginning of marriage, the habit of Herman to have to leave the house. Until he finally went to get water.

I always pray, with his passing will restore the good Herman. And can treat the sadness of my sons and daughters for a father figure that can be used as a role model and family protector. Not a father who is busy with himself.

But if it's true ... I didn't think it would hurt this much. It hurts God .... I can only lean on You for that. You elevate someone or demean someone, is the best of the provisions that You have laid upon Your believing servant. Allow myself to forget it .. until the good comes ....

Zulfa lay face down in his tears, revealing all the burdens he felt until unconsciously brought him to dreamland.on the prayer mat now he was, still using the mukena. For a moment forgot what was now felt, his thoughts floated in the beautiful dream memories, until sound. Resting his mind and body perfectly. That's quality sleep even if only for a moment.

Zulfa had just woken up, while the dhuhur made a loud roar, from the mosque not far from his house. And found Lika and Irwan standing in the middle of the door with faces that had not dried from the ablution water. He was also dressed as if he was going to the mosque.

"Lika Irwan, you're ready."

"Since then, Mother. Long time mother did not come out finally we entered."

"Yes ... It's okay." Zulfa got up from his seat, immediately headed to the bathroom for ablution. He soon returned to meet his sons, who waited patiently for him.

"Where's granny?"

"Not yet to go home."

"Yes, let's go."

Submissively, they followed the steps of the mother towards the mosque to congregate.

In his footsteps, Zulfa tried to ponder, about who befell him at the moment. Let this be his secret with the owner of the record of all charities. No need for others to know, neither mama Halimah nor Irwan and Lika. Let their longing be imprinted as mere longing. Don't be soiled by something that would hurt them, if it were real.

God, regardless of the news is right or wrong. For their sake, allow me to forget. Once again the expression he expressed with full confidence so that he was patriarchal in the chest.

Now Zulfa realized, not to expect Herman too much back, because that's the best. Lucky he already has a business that can be said to be quite successful, although not large. To provide the best education for their children. To the level they want. Lika has gone to college, while Irwan has become an entrepreneur without ignoring his ideals. Yes ... while taking S2. If it can be S3, said Irwan.

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Mary ... Oh Mary. Where is your fate now.

The wedding shadow is full of beauty, should he bury it deeply. The arrival of his father and brother in front of the ruler is the end of their relationship as a family. He did not realize, with the decision to change beliefs would be as deep as the consequences.

If it's not wrong, it was Friday. The day that Mas Herman would turn himself into his halal partner. Early in the morning they both prepared. Moreover, the fairy also came. With happiness always emanating from her face, Mary sat sweetly in front of the dresser. Preparing herself as beautifully as possible on her happy day, which she had been waiting for.

Herman, who had watched Maria so frenzied from waking up, made his own smiles. Every now and then she stood at the door of Mary's room, watching her make up. Aura waiting for her more perfect look, especially when wearing a wedding dress that they have ordered some time ago. He looks more and more charming.

"Mas ... Why are you still standing there. Not ready yet?"

"In a moment, I'm not satisfied looking at you, dear." words that make Maria's mind soar.

"All right .." she replied. But his steps were towards Maria. The one standing in her bridal dress. Hugged him from behind.

"Mas, smell ...bath first."

"Yes, after ..." One kiss on the cheek she landed before it passed away.

"Ich ... slovenly, haven't had a bath." She laughed happily, being able to tease Maria this early.

"Mas, don't be long."

"You can't wait ...."

"That, looks like papa has come." cried Maria.

Yesterday, Brother Edzel and papa made sure to attend. And last night they called, if now they're at the hotel, located not far from where they live. Thank goodness ... she was very afraid that her papa would not come. Who will be asked for blessing for her wedding. Wasn't marriage a once in a lifetime, that's all she knew.

Don't want to be caught if he's not ready. Herman hastily finished his bath. Then back to his room, wearing the suit he had prepared. Then head to the living room, welcoming her future in-laws.

"Where?" celinguan Herman is looking for them.

"No yes .." answered Maria lightly.

Maria was wrong. It turned out to be a sound that had just passed, it was a neighbor's car. It does not belong to his long-awaited father. Almost every neighbor has a car. Understand the elite area. If you guess wrong, you can ....

Fortunately, shortly thereafter the real car arrived.

"Papa ..." welcome Herman.

"Don't call me your papa." Herman was silent for a moment.

"Where's my daughter?"

"Still be prepared, Pa."

Alpha, Maria's papa is glaring. Why would his future son-in-law be so bold as to still call him papa. Soon Maria came out, with perfect makeup and a smile that always adorned her lips.

"Papa, thanks. Finally Maria's wish came true."

"You're sure of your choice, my daughter. Won't regret anything that happened?"

"I love him, Pa. I don't think I can live without him."

"Yes already. Papa believes you."

"Thank you, Pa."

"Ready to go."

Maria nodded. Then Alfa took her daughter to her car. Leaving Herman still standing glued.

"You, get in your own car." whispered Alfa as she crossed Herman.

Herman took the key from his room. He ran to the garage, where his car was. Soon enough, he was able to follow Alfa's car which drove quietly towards the civil registry office.