ZULFA FORTITUDE
Shadow Events

At exactly one night, Irwan arrived at his home again. His face looks wrinkled, his body limp, no passion. Lazily get out of his car. He stepped into the already dark house. Only the porch lights are still on.

In the living room, papa Hasan was bobbing himself on the sofa. Actually, that made him ticklish. But his heart was sad, his mind was troubled. Just ignore. Mostly also because of Ayu Jamilah, my step-sister who is phenomenal.

But where's Mama. Mama couldn't have let papa languish like that.

"Irwan, is that you?"

I saw a female figure pressing the switch that was near the dining room. Now it seems clear who he is. A woman who is still very beautiful despite her age. He made Papa Jamilah crazy and wanted to marry her.

"Mother's not asleep?"

"Yet. Mommy wants to go with Papa, but you're not coming. Papa to sleep, wait for you."

"I'm sorry Irwan, Mother."

"Have, rest!" said Zulfa. He felt that there was something strange about this son. When leaving, his face was cheerful, but when he came home why became so moody.

"What's Wan. Sooooooooo?"

Irwan wants to tell the story of the events that have just happened to Shaffa. Shaffa was also his mother's employee, but to tell a story, not the right time. Mother is still tired. And being happy. Can't bother him.

"There's nothing, Mother. Irwan was just tired and sleepy."

"Oh yeah, get some sleep!"

Zulfa was still curious. But he couldn't possibly reveal it. Especially asking at this time, pity. Let's rest first. I think tomorrow can be discussed. Or if you're ready.

Or ....

Would I rather just leave it alone?

It's grown up anyway. I don't need to interfere anymore, unless he wants me to interfere.

"Will Mother still go?" irwan asked to distract. So that Mother Zulfa does not think anything.

"It doesn't seem to." Zulfa glanced at the figure sleeping on the sofa. Looks slumbering. It's not good to wake her.

"Or Mother wants a room. Just use Irwan's room. So that you can rest." seduced Irwan. This child is not polite.

"No, Wan. Mommy sleeps in the mother's room only. with Jamilah."

"Yes already. Irwan went to the room first, Mother," said Irwan. He also passed by with a smile. Poor Papa my new mom. This is because of Ayu Jamilah. Papa Mama misses hard. But you're insensitive. Until they are willing not to be together.

Irwan steps away, leaving his parents behind. One was a sweet bobok, the other was waiting in the side chair. Like a sickle. Hehe ...

Just two steps away, papa Hasan was yawning. Signs back to life. And rightly so. Papa Hasan had woken up, sitting quietly in the same place. He looked at Irwan. When Irwan turned back.

"Erghhhhh ... Alhamdulillahot. You're back, Wan?" Hasan's eyes started to brighten. Lost is sleepy. A smile lifted his lips. With a little moving, to the right and to the left. Now fresh again. As if ready to do activities.

"Yes, Pa."

"If so, we're out now, Ma" he said straight to the point of trouble. No matter beside them there are still single virgins.

Although the event has been torn apart by the child just wayangnya. But there's still a way out. There is no saying 'Many roads lead to Rome'. Amache ....

"To hotel. At least to the official house papa, lah," replied Hasan relaxed.

This is sich!!

Father mother brother. I am still single. You guys casually flaunt the intimacy, grumbled Irwan looking resplendently at Papa Mama.

"Okay, but take a walk first, how's Pa?" It's okay to wait a minute. Relieves stress.

"May also."

Hooo ... Irwan's mouth was funny and then tightly clenched by playing with the tail of his eyes. He glanced at Mother Zulfa who was bowed in shame. Ah, adult business. I was a kid, not married. Eavesdropping on adult talk, disrespectful. Irwan turned back again. He stepped a little hastily towards his room.

"Wan, we're leaving. Please lock the door. Maybe tomorrow afternoon will be back. And take your brothers all."

"Good, Papa Mama. Happy honeymoon." replied Irwan then, could not hold the lips to smile.

Witnessed by a pair of eyes of the son who is now very mature, they stepped outside.

Towards the car that was still parked in the yard. Irwan smiled happily, when the car had left the yard.

Whistling softly, he locked the door. And make sure everything is safely under control. Also, turn off the middle room lights. Okay, done.

Body tired want to rest immediately. Irwan immediately stepped into his room.

As she passed by Mother Zulfa's room, she remembered something.

Astaghfirullah al - adzim ....

Could be messing up my morning, though,

Irwan shook his head imagining something his new sister might do.

Hopefully not this time, there's Lika.

As soon as it passed Lika's room. Thank God there is you. Hope you understand. Enough is the first and last, we become 'embeek'.

The shadow of his new sister's obsolescence, still firmly stuck in his imagination. When he had to eat grass at breakfast time. Jamilah ... Jamilah ...

This time do not do yes ....

There's your sister Lika. In front of the mother can hold back, there is no Mother hope for her own responsibility. Just imagine it, Irwan so his own smiles like crazy. Subhanalpha ....

Before opening the door of his room, Irwan still had time to look at the room Pearl and Aldo. Brother of a mother who is now gone. His feelings are disturbed while remembering events after events that must be lived by both. Fate will meet him. It is still the secret of the Most Certain One. May it be a happy destiny.

He completely forgot the shadows of events that came into his mind, when his hands had touched the door of his room. After holing and praying, afraid that later tonight he could not wake up, he also laid his body on the bed. Enjoy a soft mattress, making it lulled into a dream quickly until dawn.

The sound of tarhim heard from afar had awakened his consciousness to draw near to the Powerful One. There is a coolness of its own, while being able to start the day by immediately remembering Him.

Especially at this time, Shaffa's shadow had disturbed his wishful thinking. It's not about love anymore. But more than that. The sense of humanity that had been grown by Zulfa's hands, really influenced his attitude to respect others. But last night, he heard himself, the violence happening nearby, but helpless.

For a moment Irwan dissolved in the moans of the heart to be conveyed to the Most Hearing. He was not willing if Shaffa was hurt, but how to get out. It's still vague ....