ZULFA FORTITUDE
The Longing of the Virgin Mary

To buy a bike for Jamilah had to be postponed first. Because Hasan suddenly got a call from the office. There's something to be dealt with immediately.

"Where to buy online?" zulfa Proposal.

"Good idea. But sometimes it doesn't match the picture."

"Yes It's."

"Just calm. Let me ask my men to buy all of you."

Zulfa smiled faintly at Hasan's reply. Yes .. yes .. Just tell the boys, be done.

"What's wrong?" asked Hasan who glimpsed Zulfa's thin smile. But Hasan soon came to his senses.

"Don't worry. Outside office hours and they're empty."

Zulfa's smile was now inflate perfectly.

"Thank you, it's already gone for you."

"Yes" she answered briefly.

Then Zulfa picked up a reading book from inside his bag. Read it calmly.

It has become a habit, if traveling never forget to bring a book. It can help in times of waiting or saturation.

Hasan is focused on driving. His eyes occasionally glanced at the woman sitting quietly next to him. Sometimes smiling, sometimes sad. Makes Hasan curious.

"Tremendous disgust."

"Funny ..."

"By dong, read ...."

"There is."

I don't know the more you get here, the more you're happy to see it. Lots of smiles on his lips. Lots of fun on his face. Not like when we first met.

Wanted to tease her, but this vehicle had already entered the city. Ah ... saved only, later if it is halal so it is more friendly.

Apparently Hasan's mind has been madly traveling ....

Remember it is not legal!!.

"Are you ready?"

"meaning?"

"It's been 5 days, right?"

"Nothing too. So what to prepare."

"Like, wedding dress d l l l. Know I mean!"

"The clothes I bought were good. And the white bone is very fitting for the event ijab qobul.

I am not interested in making a special wedding dress. Remembering us yes ...."

"I don't think you're like that ..."

Not yet finished talking, Zulfa had already looked at him attentively. Hasan keki dech ...

"Because we're the same. You're a widow and I'm a widower."

Don't know what I was talking about. His eyes made my brain empty.

"For catering, how about a message to Mas Herman."

"Lho who?" Zulfa was slightly jolted at Hasan's suggestion.

"Mas ... The others are dech."

"Why indeed?"

"Don't know. Fear of nicotine."

"Or mother still keeps the taste."

The question really traps. Or maybe I'm testing.

"No, it just doesn't taste as good as Herman."

"And she already had Mary. No problem?"

"I don't know."

"I believe you" said Hasan reassuring Zulfa's often fragile heart.

"Alright, if the mas ask to mas Herman, it's okay. Some of the cooking is recommended."

"Ehem ... ahem ..."mas Hasan coughed suddenly, making a circle of tubes from his hands placed in front of his mouth.

Tuch kan .. trap ...

"Hey .. hey .. I'm driving."

"His own fault seduces." replied Zulfa then lowered his head.

I don't know, I want to see the other side of him. Makmumku. Like spoiled nature or something. Definitely adorable. And true ....

Hehe ....

"Mas, that's who. As if looking inside the school continues." asked Zulfa as the car passed through Tia's school.

Hasan looked closely at the woman wearing the hijab, standing on the fence of Tia's school.

"Is she Mary?"

"Oh yeah, really .. Now Maria has changed, Mas."

"Thank God. What he wants to peek at."

"Maybe miss Mas."

"Hopefully. Don't let him do anything stupid. Now still a city prisoner. Not completely free."

"Already Mas. We are husnudzon alone." said Zulfa in a sad tone.

"I saw that he missed Tia and Aldo. But until now the children are still afraid of him. I don't know what to do. I hope he can be patient."

"Don't think about it. Mary had made a fatal mistake in front of them. They obviously refused."

"But she's the parent."

"For them there is only the mother of Zulfa nothing else."

"I don't understand, Mom."

"We're samperin, yuk. Who knows if Tia's gonna see him."

"It's noon, Mother. I'm a little late for the office."

"Sorry, Mas. I just pity."

"It's okay. I'm taking you to the factory, yeah."

"Yes Mas. " While sad, it was followed by Hasan's invitation to let Mary there.

Actually, he was worried that they were suddenly taken by Maria. But let it be, they are his sons. What is Zulfa's right. For now let it be like this. Until there is a solution that is best for them.

Hasan ran his car quietly, until he reached the Zulfa factory. Paused. Give Zulfa a chance to come down.

After Zulfa passed into his office, Hasan continued to travel to his office which was not so far from where Zulfa was currently.

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In such a way, Mary longs for the baby. Until without getting bored, he always came to the school Tia Aldo, almost every day. Although there, he was only able to stand behind the gate. And just look at them from far away.

"Papa, in less than 15 minutes they rest. I'm leaving,"

"Yes ..." replied Alfa wistfully. How could he be untouched to see his daughter struggle to regain the love of his sons and daughters. But to date it has not produced results.

I don't know, until when they realize the longing of the mother who has given birth to him. Perhaps Mary should have multiplied her patience so that her sons would return in her arms.

Not the heart, Alfa saw her daughter through her longing alone.

"Papa will accompany you, Maria."

"Papa, rest. Papa has not recovered properly." replied Maria. Alfa has not been feeling well for a few days. But he only rests at home. Of course after checking in with a specialist who used to treat him.

"It's okay, Maria. Papa's missing too."

Maria stopped her steps. He felt he got additional power to immediately meet them. Especially compared to him, Papa Alfa is more acceptable to them.

"All right, Pa."

Mary waited until Alfa walked past her. Only then did he follow Alfa's steps toward their car that was parked in the yard.

"Let Mary drive, Pa." said Maria before they boarded the car.

"All right."

Alfa turned around immediately, towards the other door. Without a wheel in front of him. Mary opened the door that Alpha would have opened a moment ago. Mary was behind the wheel. He started the car engine. Gradually the car he was driving left the yard to the road that leads to the school Tia and Aldo.

But unfortunately, by the time it arrived, Alfa felt a bit unwell.

"Mary, you just wait here. It's tasting."

"Tuch right, Papa. What did Maria say. Don't come, yeah don't come. It's like this."

Alfa smiled at her daughter's words. He can understand it ...

"Papa, the responsibility is already here. Later on, yes ... Maria wants to see them."