Mother Connect For My Son
Part 8's

...I.B.U.S.A.M.B.U.N.G.U.N.T.U.K.A.N.N.A.K.K.U...

...He is the God who establishes all things, and he establishes upon them the fullness of all things...

...(.(.Q.S Al - Furqn 25:2)...

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Ardha helps Sovia press the surface of the soil with a finger and sprinkle the seeds of the plant on it.

"Thank you" Sovia said as she looked into Ardha's eyes. The two fell silent, as if channeling a sense that had not met for a long time.

Ardha took off the hand shirt and slowly tidied up the hair that disturbed Sovia's view.

"I'm sorry" said Ardha, then "Sorry for the hard days you've been through without me,"

Sovia closed, tears just seeping from her eyes. Sovia, sobbing, takes off her hand-shirt and slashes into Ardha's arms.

"You know, back then I was really scared that one day you'd come back, that you weren't for me anymore" Sovia leaned against Ardha's field chest. Breathe the masculine scent of Ardha's body.

"Did you forget? butterflies cannot live without flowers,"

Sovia let go of her embrace and then nodded.

The swipe from Ardha's hand made her shut up. The fingers of the man combed down Sovia's chin.

"Beautiful, beautiful, unique and full of charm. White carnations with wavy petals. The smell is pungent and only some people like it, but they are not aware that carnations have healing properties,"

"Sweet and lovely?" ask Sovia.

Ardha nodded with a faint smile, then clutched tightly onto Sovia's body. Giving small strokes to the woman's head.

If only this were real, not just a fiction

Cut, the director's shout made Ardha swiftly release his embrace, then quickly stood up as the order of rest came out of the director's mouth.

"Ardha wait!" sovia shouted while running small.

Ardha stopped but refused to turn around.

"Who was she?"

Without further ado, Elea's face was imprinted by Sovia. It was as if he needed an answer that was more than just a nobody.

Women are so, the curiosity is very high. Find out something that sometimes makes him sick.

"Store owner!" answer Ardha cuek and ketus.

Sovia snorted "I mean, what does she have to do with you?"

"Whatever my relationship is with him, it has nothing to do with you,"

"You are, you are as hurt as I am" Sovia complained.

Ardha was just silent, her eyes narrowing sharply at Sovia who continued to whine.

"I like you, Ardha!"

"Gue never asked you to like me!" press Ardha. It was enough, he no longer wanted to hear the insignificant chatter from Sovia.

"Is it because of that woman?" ask Sovia full of probes. His heart was stirring, his hands clenched with anger.

"He's not your rival,"

Ardha turned around smilingly leaving Sovia with a thousand questions.

***

"You!" peekit Sheryl's.

His eyes were fixed on the figure of the man who had just removed his sunglasses.

The figure Sheryl was looking for.

"Loe who?"

Sheryl was a little disappointed, the man in front of her could not remember. And just last night they met "It's me that last night you helped," Sheryl explained.

Fatih meyerngit "Oh loe last night?"

Sheryl nodded "Thank you" he said, "Last night I haven't told you yet" Sheryl said.

"It's okay, you guys,"

"In a moment," Sheryl hurriedly ran to get the bag and broke through the contents.

"Here, when you saved me" Sheryl handed me a brown leather wallet.

"I've tried to call you using the number on your name card, but it's not bales,"

Sheryl's rant doesn't go in Fatih's ear. It only buzzed silently as its focus was on the woman who had just descended the stairs. It's right behind Sheryl.

"Hi! see you again," Fatih hid her nervousness. The man cleared his throat and stepped forward toward Elea.

Sheryl, she's turned her back, too. See the interaction of the two.

"Yes" replied Elea.

"Third meeting,"

Elea remembers the first meeting when she had just come out of the bars, and the second. ah Elea remembers, that time in front of alfamart, rainy time and the little boy with his rickshaw.

"What's going on here?" fatih asked while looking at Elea's pretty face. No need to make up because it is natural. Clean white may be due to frequent exposure to ablution water.

Damn, Fatih was once again fascinated.

"Sheryl, please check again the bucket order in the tulip cafe. Has it reached the owner or not?" Elea did not answer Fatih's question.

Sheryl nodded and checked the phone that was devoted to receiving the bucket order. His eyes can not be separated from two people who are not far from his position.

"Lo work here?" ask Fatih again, trying to make small talk.

"It seems like my words have answered your question" Elea walked towards the flower storage.

"Destiny!" yelled Fatih who had walked right in front of Elea. He turned around and now they were facing each other.

"Why don't you think we meet so often?" Fatih put her hand in the bag of jeans she was wearing.

"You followed me!"

"Sorry I'm busy, no chance to follow you,"

Elea rolled her eyes, very careless to face an arrogant man like Fatih.

If she could, Elea wanted this meeting to be their last.

"If you're busy talking to me and raving is not clear,"

Fatih bit her lower lip. Damn, he stuck to his own words.

"Hmmm," Fatih cleared her throat, combing her hair back. Wishing the woman in front of him was enchanted.

"Gue just wanted to say! destiny, we always meet even if you don't want to. Always meet even if you don't like it. Why do you think?"

"Because it's the plan,"

"Goody! Lately, I ask God to be given a mate in the near future. Before long, God brought me to a woman who made me captivated," Fatih paused

"Lo want to know who it is?"

Elea shook her head "It has nothing to do with me!" firmly while leaving.

"That woman is lo, Elea!"

Elea reached the highest level in surprise. Likewise with Sheryl who had been watching. There was disappointment in him.

"Gue likes you!" fatih's hands were shaking behind his pants pocket.

Elea turned to look at Fatih's pitch-black bead. There is no lie, it is a truth.

"You need to know, I don't have parents and I'm a kara in this world. A teenager from an orphanage is forced to accept the bitterness of life. Forced to be independent and live alone,"

Fatih is from one of the orphanages in Jakarta. He was forced to leave the orphanage because he had entered adolescence, 17 years.

His arrogant attitude is formed due to the harshness of the life he lives. He does not want to be stepped on and considered weak.

"But now, I want to live with you. Living alone with loneliness, I think it's enough. Our meeting was brief, but what's wrong if I want to know you more deeply?"

Never crossed Fatih's mind, he would propose to a woman like this. In the shadow of a romantic atmosphere with candles and a red rose and accompanying music.

Elea was unable to speak. His lips were stiff even his heart was beating violently. Elea was unable to answer.

"Gue know, you must not have thought. I'm not going to answer now. You can think of my words first,"

"Gue farewell, Assalamualaikum," Fatih walked towards the back garden. He could not believe it, his mouth just said hello.

"Waalalaikumsalam," replied Elea slowly.

Elea looked up, her eyes immediately met Sheryl. The girl tried to smile even though her heart was like being pierced by thousands of daggers. The man who managed to steal his attention had proposed to a woman in front of him.

He is the God who ordains all things, and he establishes upon them the perfectness of the law

(Q. S. Al-Furqan 25:2)