Sincerity (Guineness of Heart)
Meet Bima.

Amidst the scorching sun, Fariz walked slowly through the green grass that was highlighted by the sun from above his tall body.

Fariz walked through thousands of earthen mounds, heading to one of the mounds of land he hadn't been to for long, from a distance he can see the residence of his mother's body which has been 20 years over his mother's residence.

There was no sound he spoke when he arrived next to the mound with a gravestone bearing the name and date of birth and the date of his mother's death.

He crouched down and rubbed the tombstone covered by the dust by chanting the holy verses of the Quran and sprinkling the flowers he carried.

"Ma, sorry Fariz hasn't been here in a long time, Fariz is fine here Ma" Fariz said in a weak tone.

The scorching sun that made sweat poured from his forehead, but he did not heed, his gaze was fixed on the tombstone of his mother.

Still stored clearly in the memory of his brain, as he cried silently in the arms of his mother's cold stiff body.

The last smile shown by her birth mother, before closing her eyes for good, was still vividly remembered in her vision,

"Ma, what Fariz is doing is not wrong, is it? Mama Alish has given her affection for me, replacing the role of Mama to take care of me, so now I'm not wrong is not it? Adhere to what he wants, even though Fariz has to sacrifice the feelings of Fariz and the woman who loves Fariz. That's not wrong, is it Ma?" fariz asked with a still straight look at his mother's tombstone.

He smiled grievously, a smile in the middle of his crumbling heart, crushed like a lump of flesh chopped by a sharp knife.

Her family and family and Cindy are currently busy preparing for various preparations for her and Cindy's wedding.

After being discharged from the hospital, after two days of treatment. Alish does look happy, she immediately arranges everything for the wedding.

While she, could only pretend if she was okay, Fariz acted as if accepting the marriage.

Fariz was busy with her daydream. With the same position still, from behind him he heard someone calling his name.

"Fariz."

Fariz stood up and turned his body around, he looked at the person in front of him with a flat and cold face, his eyes showing dislike for the man of Nevan's age, standing in front of him.

The almost old man put on a sinless smile that made Fariz upset, the anger and disappointment in his heart mixed into one.

"Finally Papa can meet you too, son," said the man who is none other than Bima, Fariz's biological father.

The elderly man with visible wrinkles, on his face was still smiling broadly at Fariz who was still maintaining his cold face.

"How are you, son. Papa hear you're getting married is that true?" asked Bima in a friendly voice.

Fariz did not acknowledge him, instead intending to leave immediately from there, leaving the person who had already presented the trauma in his heart and mind.

The person who had made his mother disappointed was also hurt, until the end of his life, he did not want to be near someone who was none other than his father any longer.

"Wait, Riz. Papa please forgive Papa Nak," said Bima who suddenly just dropped himself in the grass.

Inevitably Fariz stopped his steps, he stood with his back to Bima who was kneeling beside the grave of his ex-wife.

Fariz could hear, a faint sobbing sound coming out from the old man's mouth behind him. However, he did not intend to turn his body around.

"I'm sorry Papa Riz." Only that word was spoken from the mouth of Bima.

His gaze was straight, on Fariz's back still fluttering in place, not glancing at him in the least.

"False father, my son, Papa has been wrong to you, sorry son," said Bima while crying.

"No no, so you should never see me again, act like you used to, as if you never knew me, as if you never had a child and a wife that you had left behind, for saving yourself."

Bima was just silent, he realized the mistake he did was very fatal, his eyes were staring at Fariz who still did not want to turn around at a glance to see it.

Fariz started to step up, leaving Bima still glued to her position, she did not turn her head at all, although Bima kept calling her name and apologizing many times.

"I'm sorry, son!"

"Papa knows papa's mistake is fatal, but please, open your heart to forgive papa!"

"If papa could turn the clock, papa would fix everything!"

Fariz further away from his position, Bima also began to look at the mound of land where his ex-wife rested, bribed gravestone that contained the name Mesha.

"I'm sorry Sha, I didn't expect that I left you in a deep pain, I didn't expect you to go that fast, leave our son alone, I'm sorry, I didn't think you left, I'm really sorry Sha."

Thousands of words of forgiveness and regret right in his heart has now become a useless thing, because the ex-wife he just left with his son, is no longer.

Now his life was only filled with a sense of regret that grew longer, increasingly gnawing at his heart slowly.

Meanwhile, Fariz immediately entered the car when he was near his car, his hands clenched firmly, imagining the meeting between himself and Bima just now.

"Why are you present again now, when everything has passed and it is too late," murmured Fariz looking at Bima who was still beside her mother's grave.

She could not forgive her father, a shadow of the past that is still her nightmare to this day, making her not want to forgive the man.

Slowly he started the car, left the public funeral, to go home because he said he was going to go for a while to his mother.

After spending about an hour driving, his car has now reached the front of Nevan's house, he immediately got off after his car parked perfectly.

"Riz," called Alish who was standing at the door of his house.

"Yes Ma" said Fariz.

"That's inside, Cindy's been waiting for you, she's been talking to the WO" Alish said.

"Yes Ma." Fariz followed his mother's steps in a lazy manner.

In the living room, Cindy was looking at a sample picture of the theme of the event for their wedding, the woman immediately smiled as she realized her arrival with Alish.

Fariz sat beside Cindy with some distance between them, but Cindy shifted her body, approaching Fariz.

"Who do you like this one or this one?" tanya Cindy pointed out the theme pictures for the wedding.

Fariz, who did not want to be in the situation for too long, did not want to be too long close to Cindy, pointed to the origin of a picture to be finished immediately.

"But I don't like this one, it's too simple" Cindy said, making Fariz roll her eyes piddling.

"What is this?" so Cindy pointed back to another picture that she thought fit.

Fariz just nodded briefly as a jawban, he did not care what the theme of the wedding would be. For her as lavish or as lively as the event was, her wedding would only be a sad day.