ZULFA FORTITUDE
Cry, When It Makes You Relieved

Finished shopping, Hasan stopped by first to the place of decorating services. Give it all the materials to be decorated.

Hasan went back to his car first. He threw his body behind the wheel.

"It feels like one business is done" Hasan said, rubbing his face. Now ... This is the hardest.

Only then did Zulfa follow, because he had to say goodbye to the madam who took care of Hasan's cause. But for whom, until now Zulfa did not dare to ask.

At first glance Zulfa saw Hasan rubbing his face. Seems like thinking hard. But I don't know ...

In the ocean predictably, in the heart who knows.

"What's up, Mom."

"It's okay."

Actually Zulfa was still curious about the woman Hasan would be editing.

In the past, he had thought Hasan would have a serious relationship with him.

But he did not want to expect much, because between himself and him, has not actually revealed it. If it's a phone call, it's also talking about what's commonly talked about. You could say all mediocre. And he became accustomed to Hasan's usual attitude, without expecting more.

If by chance between Hasan, Herman, and himself together. And it happened to be mutually literate, which I felt was a form of friendship or friendship because we used to be both in High School.

"Mas, how about a smile. Hayo ... imagine what?"

Actually, I want you to be jealous by not telling me who I'm aiming all this stuff at. Or you pretend you don't know. To make myself more curious.

I used to state it for real, but you're mediocre. With reason will consider it. Because I still think of Irwan and Lika.

After coming back I urge you, you are finally ready. But still mediocre. I'm hard to decipher.

Are you still thinking about Herman, and hoping he'll come back?

or is it hard for you to fall in love. How am I going to bring her to life?

Because I know, I liked you a long time ago, and I hope you accept me.

"Mas, what's wrong?"

"Zulfa, like tomorrow I'm going to your house, you mind?"

"In the meantime, now I've prepared everything for the application. Wouldn't the wrong address come to my house. I'm afraid she'll be jealous, how?"

"Don't ask me to accompany her to propose, you know. Don't want me."

"You're jealous."

"If I'm jealous, I might want to accompany you for shopping.

I'm who you are, to the extent that I have to accompany proposing and wearing all jealousy."

Oops, this is what makes dizzy. Hasan shook his head with Zulfa's reply

Please say no ...

How I was shaking.

"Zulfa, you know ... who am I going to propose to?" hasan said with seriousness but still focus on driving the car.

Zulfa thought for a moment. He needs to reveal what he is thinking right now.

"If I could hope, it would be me. But it's impossible ..."

"Why?"

"I am a widow, with 2 children. Can I hope."

"Don't you want a household anymore."

"Mas, if I can be honest .. I still want it. With that, there is a place for me to share. Laughing crying together, to age, beautiful not. But I'm so afraid to get hurt. I'm tired .. I'm really tired."

Zulfa's tears flowed down his cheeks. Hasan was confused as to how. He pulled over, stopped the car.

"Cry, if it makes you relieved."

I don't know, the tightness he's been keeping tight. Wants him to spill this time as well. In front of Hasan.

For a while Hasan did not know what to do. He gave her a handkerchief that he always kept in his pants pocket.

"It."

"No, thank you." He took his own handkerchief, which was located in his small bag.

"Sorry, it's disturbing the concentration of the mas."

Zulfa shook his head.

"Then ..."

"I just want to be calm and happy. But I don't feel like I can handle this burden."

"Zulfa, look at me all right."

Zulfa stopped her crying, and looked at Hasan with puffy eyes and a little watery.

"I'm all set to propose to you. I've liked you since you haven't been with Herman, that jerk .. Sorry if I told you that. He doesn't deserve you to love."

"I'm grateful that you got away from him. He never really liked you, he just took advantage of your weakness."

"What you've told me before, it's true. And I also witnessed that there was Mary in his heart.I'm sorry I had to reveal this to you."

"I realized that, Mom. That's why I chose to separate. I don't want to win or lose with Maria. I just want to calm down. It's enough for me to postpone the breakup until the kids are big and understand."

"And you are still beautiful, let alone your heart ... Open your heart to me."

"Thank you, Mum.

"Now may my family come to your house tomorrow, propose to you. I'm really serious about our relationship."

Zulfa nodded. Makes Hasan's heart relieved for a moment.

"Thank you, Zulfa. Now my heart is plump." he said jokingly. Put his hand on the chest of everything, then release it upwards. Really funny. Make himself laugh.

"Mas, there's just one."

"Finally you were hard. I've repeatedly given you a sign, not a response either."

"I'm stupid about this. I'm sorry."

"Here, I'll take you home. The 2nd child was quiet his sleep times. Not waking up."

"Yes, if it's late at night don't sleep."

"I'm proud of you. Can accept sincerely without seeing who they are."

"Entertainment of life and happiness of only children. Especially if it is small. It's annoying but fun. My kids are all grown up. And they don't mind being sisters to both."

"Makanya, Jamilah immediately chose you as a substitute for his mother. I just knew you."

"Your daughter is just looking for attention. But he's actually a good kid and very, very smart."

"Yes, Ridwan and his wife were overwhelmed by it. Here I also get another letter from the cottage."

"What problem?"

"He's signed up to the public school himself."

"Then?."

"Out of the cottage often. Not allowed to escape. The activities of his cottage are often abandoned."

Really, just imagining it was enough to make Zulfa smile.

"Mas Jin?"

"Nach is the problem. He's a permit when he does. It's like that notification. Dizziness me ... "

I want Zulfa to laugh, but I can't bear to see Hasan's disheveled face.

"She's already licensed to me. I'll answer it later. Know that you have registered first. The mother is confused. This kid says it often. Usut got a mouth he learned to grup. Cottage yes, generally yes too."

"What reason?"

"Pa, we will always be taught the prayer of the world of khasanah, the afterlife. If only in the cottage afterlife. The world I seek is outside, he said."

"If he can handle both, what's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong. Just yeah .. I don't know. You have advice. I'm really dizzy nich ... What is clear is that if I nasehati, debated anyway. Lose me"

"Maybe if you're the one who's talking, follow him."

"Yes, I'll help you talk."

Pwd ....

It was not my wrong choice ...