Survive Loving you
chapter 64

"Wear this shirt, Mother!" fatimah said showing a dress that she really likes, because she just finished bathing.

"Come, but where's Fatimah going to wear this shirt, haem?" asked Ana gently because today Fatimah chose her own clothes that she wanted to wear, because all this time she only received the clothes that Ana wore to her.

"Fatimah wants to go to the house of Sister Eve, Mother." Fatimah said excitedly, because she loved playing with Eve.

Hearing Eve's words, Ana is a little worried because she knows that Sarah today is the arrival of guests from out of town, they are the family of her deceased abi Eve who came to want to see Eve, Eve, and the, and it's likely that they've arrived at Sarah's house by now.

"Darling to her sister Eve's house tomorrow." Ana tried to say slowly. "Today at the house of Sister Eve again there are guests" continued Ana.

"Fatimah wants to play with Sister Eve, Mother!" Fatimah seemed to want to cry.

"Fatimahs...Mother has never said, if Umi sarah again has a guest, Fatimah can not what?" Ana tries to ask Fatimah so that she does not cry, because Fatimah is usually never like this. He'll listen if Ana forbids it. Not because Ana forbade him to play with Eve, but Ana feared Fatimah would trouble Sarah.

"Can't come, because it bothers Sarah's mother." Fatimah answered while still wanting to cry.

"Fatimah play with Mommy just how?" ask Ana.

"Wear the hijab, Mother!" Fatimah had not answered Ana's question, but she told Ana to put on her hijab.

Ana smiled looking at her daughter while putting a hijab on her head. When the hijab was attached, Fatimah suddenly ran quickly and came out of the house.

"Fatimah wants to play with sister Eve!" Fatimah said as she continued to run leaving Ana behind.

Ana was disinclined by Sarah, and she hurried to put on her hijab and veil, and tried to chase Fatimah who had run a little away from her.

A few more steps want to get to Sarah's house, suddenly Ana turns her body quickly. His heart was beating very fast and his legs felt weak as if he could no longer afford to move. Fatimah was on the porch of Sarah's house a while ago.

"Abi, Fais is going to be fat." a boy's voice whines.

"Come, come here, Abi's gonna be fat."

Hearing the voice of the little boy and the grown man, made Ana's heart ache and her tears almost fell down.

"Fais, Abi's still tired, honey."

Ana still stood in her place because she could not move her legs, so she could still hear the talk of the person she was behind.

After a few seconds Ana walked a little fast and almost ran back to her house. She had already let Fatimah who was already in Sarah's house at this time.

"It's okay, Nay. Fais isn't too heavy either, so I can still carry it," abimayu said to Nayla while glancing at a veiled woman who was walking her back and she had seen the woman stop before she left.

The person Ana sees in Sarah's house is Abimayu, and the little boy with her is Nayla's son who has married Abimayu's cousin. Today they went to the house of her late brother Abimayu who had died, because they wanted to make a pilgrimage to her tomb and they wanted to see Eve's condition as well.

Abimayu looked towards Fatimah who was addressed by Nayla. At the sight of Fatimah, Abimayu felt another feeling in her heart. He subconsciously removed Fais his son Nayla from his carrier, then approached Fatimah.

"What's your name, pretty boy?" asked Abimayu who had aligned her body with Fatimah. When he saw Fatimah closer, Abimayu felt a tightness in her chest back because at a glance she could see the shadow of Ana's face on this little girl's face.

"Fatimah" said Fatimah in a small voice while playing the hijab she was wearing.

"Ehmmm you....?" Abimayu was confused to ask Fatimah again.

"Sorry Uncle, Fatimah wants to play with sister Eve" said Fatimah again while bowing her head.

Abimayu smiled looking at Fatimah while continuing to look at Fatimah's face in a clingy manner.

"Come on! sister Eve is inside." Abimayu said while holding Fatimah's hand into the house because she already knew what this little girl was aiming for.

Fatimah did not refuse at all when Abimayu took her hand and brought her into the house. Behind them Nayla and her son also went inside.

"Who is this, Abi?" asked Umi Aida when she saw Abimayu holding a very cute little boy with a hijab on his head.

"Fatimah, Umi." Abimayu said Demgan was still holding Fatimah's hand.

"Is he Eve's brother?" Umi Aida said as she approached Fatimah who was standing beside Abimayu.

"No, Umi. Fatimah's friend Sarah's son who lives in this boarding school." Suddenly, Sarah's voice answered from behind.

"But her face is a bit like Eve's" Umi Aida told Sarah.

Sarah smiled at Umi Aida's statement, because it was not only Umi Aida who said that Fatimah was similar to Eve, almost everyone who first saw them would say so.

"Yes, Umi. They look similar" Sarah said. "Come Fatimah! Salim Eyang was." Sarah said she told Fatimah to experience Umi Aida and the others.

Without fear and shame, Fatimah reached out her hand to Umi Aida, then was greeted by Umi Aida with a slightly moved feeling. At this moment he was reminded of Ana, as he could also see the scratches on Ana's face that were looming over Fatimah's face.

"Umi, Fatimah wants to play with sister Eve." Fatimah said as she continued to experience everyone in Sarah's house. It had become a custom taught by Ana to Fatimah. So he did not feel fear and shame when asked by Sarah to shake hands with them all.

"Yes, Honey. Brother Eve was there." Sarah shows Fatimah the whereabouts of Eve who is now playing with her cousins who have just come.

"Yeeee Fatimah played with sister Eve," said Fatimah happily and immediately ran towards Eve.

Since then, Abimayu continued to look towards Fatimah. He did not let go of his gaze at all from looking at Fatimah. He felt that there was something in Fatimah that made him able to escape the tightness he had felt all along. In addition, when he saw Fatimah, there was a shadow of the face that he had longed for so long, and by looking at Fatimah the longing was like being avenged a little.