ZULFA FORTITUDE
Insani Pearls

But that cannot be denied, that I am always pursued by guilt. For leaving Zulfa and the children.

Can they forgive me? I don't think so ....

Just imagine it, I can't. Sick, that is what Zulfa and the children will feel, if they know the situation of their father today. But this is the path I must take.

For a long time this marriage felt empty. Because I feel, the love of Mary compels. Can't make me miss him. I don't know .... Or maybe my heart only thinks of Zulfa. Hem....

But she's still my wife, who has rights over me. I'm shaking up for that.

I think she feels the same way. But he didn't dare tell me. This was in his ever upset eyes. Care deeply .... The important thing is that I have carried out the obligation even though it is empty.

To my sorrow and coldness, he often poured his vexation on Aldo Ferdiansyah and Mutiara insani, our sons and daughters.

Many times, I see sadness on their faces. Did Mary hurt him? I didn't get to ask them. I also felt really sad, because of the silent relationship between me and Mary.

To calm down, be biased .. liquor as a momentary escape. Mary did not dare to forbid, as long as it was done at home. So as not to repeat the events that once happened to him.

Poor Aldo and Mutia ....

But, I have numbness.

Not that I don't know, that Maria misses her family too. Very ....

Especially when I hurt that stomach limb, he often said.

"Mas, if you go, who am I with?"

Sad to hear it too. But I also can't give you hope.

So I let him what he wants. He wants to go home ... But I don't know how to. Moreover, looking at my desperate self, he could not hope for anymore.

There was a speck of hope, when Rahmi came. And it's used well. We can finally go home. I'm really ashamed of his decision. But I can't bear to see it languish and the kids are not taken care of.

Arriving at my mother's house, I could not believe Aldo and Mutia loved Zulfa from his own mother. So should. I don't see the hate in his eyes. All I see is the tenderness of a mother.

I think his sons and daughters found oases amid the dryness of our affection. Even he gave it to me too, but ....

It's my fault, my kids can't accept me. Then I must be able to understand, when the farewell Zulfa chose. Maybe that's the best way for us.

Momentarily ....

Whether Mary took the important papers of having a mother has anything to do with her longing for family.

If that is yes .... Oh may god.

Mama .... Forgive your son once again.

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Flash on

"Yes, are you done eating?"

"Alhamdulillah, already."

"Can we go around in circles first?"

"What's up, Mom?"

"I want to find a place to eat. Continue my dreams first."

"That's good, Mum."

"There's a little savings from selling your products with your friends on line. The plan is for capital."

Hopefully with this, I can raise money, so that at any time there is a problem with the mother's house, I have had preparation.

Oh Allah ... Protect my family ....

Forgive my sins. Whisper the heart of Herman, when he was about to step out of the restaurant.

His attention was focused on the car he was driving. Less attention to his steps. Almost collided with someone.

"Sorry ..." said Herman hastily.

The woman nodded. Then a quick glance at Herman who had continued his steps.

Thankfully, Herman didn't recognize me.

"Miss Martiyas, so we eat."

"Rem .... We go back." he said. Then they stepped up, leaving the restaurant in a different direction than Herman.

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Although tonight had not been able to find Mutia, at least Herman found a suitable place. As a restaurant, a place to start a business.

However, he could not remove the sadness from his mind and his heart. Especially when Halimah welcomes herself with hope.

"How, Her. Have met?"

"Where are you, son. My beautiful pearl." whispered softly. Makes Herman feel guilty.

"Herman will keep looking, Ma."

"Yes, Her. You can only help through prayer."

"Yes, thanks. I'm looking for Mutia."

"Together, my mother."

Ayyas said goodbye, returning to his home.

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Meanwhile, in a magnificent building, in the middle of a plantation, which was in the middle of a rice field. A little girl was sitting alone under a mango tree. His face looks so sad. Sadness has wrapped up the whole feeling, so there is no passion to follow the steps of their peers, playing cheerfully.

"Hey, why grieve" said a boy who was dressed cleanly and neatly, and was not an orphanage child. He's older than her.

" Sister is here again?"

"Yes, I've always missed this place. Because this is my aunt's house."

"Oh ..."

"Here I have a guava for you"

"Favor, Brother."

"Together, we eat together, yuk!"

Mutia nodded. He followed Rohman splitting the water guava, and ate it in the ground. The concern is still hovering, depicting the people who are waiting for his arrival. Mother Zulfa, father, grandmother. When you guys come. Mutia ....

Did not feel her tears flowing, unconsciously she sobbed in the middle of chewing her jaw

"Hey, why are you crying?"

"Sister Rohman, do I miss my mother, father, grandmother?" she answered and then cupped her hands in her face. Head lowered. Makes Rohman feel sorry. She also stroked the soft hair of Mutia.

"Do you remember where you live?"

Mutia's head was off.

"That's grandma's house, I just stayed there."

"Then, who's here?"

Mutia was silent for a moment, her body shaking violently. It looks so, if he's scared. His eyes glared far away. Even his face was pale, pias like cotton. Rohman in front of him was surprised. Soon she hugged Mutia.

"Become ... Tia ... Tia, I'm sorry Rohman. Brother will not ask again." he said amid his panic and fear. Especially a moment later Mutia fainted.

"Tia wakes up ... Tia wakeup ... Don't make you afraid."

Several times Rohman shook his body, but Mutia had yet to respond as well. Finally, with all her might lifted Mutia's body, to her aunt's house. Who is the caretaker of this orphanage.

"Uncle ... Please Tia, Uncle."

Ridwan immediately approached his nephew, taking over the ride of Mutia. Bring it into his house. He laid it on his couch. Gave a little therapeutic scent to Mutia's nose. It looks like Mutia started to squirm. But his eyes are still closed.

"Dad ... Father ... "

Umi, who had just entered the room, approached immediately, replacing her husband. Gently rubbed his head.

"Tia .. Open your eyes, this is umi and abi. Don't be afraid."

Slowly, Mutia opened her eyes.

"Name ... Tia's scared." Then she cried in the arms of Umi.

"It .... It's already passed. Now Tia's the same umi and abi."

"Rohman, can help umi. Get some water for Tia."

"Can ..." Rohman took a plastic cup that was on the side of the gallon, and filled it with water that his aunt asked for ....

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