365 Days Towards Halal

76# The meaning of love

Raka was pensive on the edge of her bed. In his hand tucked a photo of Jonathan who smiled broadly towards the camera. That cute and handsome boy was so imprinted in everyone's hearts. Including Raka who has just been close to Jonathan.

losing too quickly makes anyone worse off. Not only Raka, but also Madame Amara who was also silent in the living room of Raka's house. The middle-aged woman stared at the photo of her deceased granddaughter.

Regret for regret continues to perch in his heart. He felt that he was the one who made all of this become what it is in the current situation. Madam Amara had already realized how cruel she was to Raka. Many times his son was almost married, but always failed. However, he continues to demand Raka to get married. Isn't that a confusing thing for Raka?

Madam Amara got up from her seat and rushed to meet Raka in her room. He opened slowly, the door of Raka's room was tightly closed.

Madam Amara looked at Raka with a face full of sadness sitting on the edge of the bed. Madam Amara sighed and moved closer to Raka slowly.

Then, he stopped his steps right in front of Raka. Madam Amara was crouching in front of the raka, her face looking up.

Raka looked at her mother's face with a cold face. Her eyes look so sad.

"Raka, I promise.From now on, pursue what you want to pursue. This life belongs to you. I'm sorry if all this time I've always arranged for you. Thwart all your future plans."

"Son, I don't deserve to be called Mom. Mom's sorry. I was the one who put the most pressure on you all this time. From this incident, Mother could take away her silver. Again, I'm very, very sorry."

Raka looked at her mother and let out a long sigh. Then, he grabbed the shoulders of his mother who was crouching in front of him and hugged him tightly.

"I've forgiven Mom. You don't have to do it all" Raka said, helping Ms. Amara to get up and sit with her by the bed.

Madam Amara sobbed. Somehow he painted his regrets. This tragedy made her realize, however conscious. If you hold on too tightly, then only pain is left.

"You love the Queen? Go after him, son. I agree with the girl. She is a classy and very beautiful woman. He said he was polite and educated. You could say, she's Mom's dream daughter-in-law. It's just that, Mother was affected by the circumstances at that time. So I decided to get rid of him and support you with Lala, for Jonathan's sake. Now, you're free, son. Pursue your love, don't let go of it again."

Raka smiled slightly and shook her head.

"Queen hates me. She doesn't want to see me anymore, ma'am."

Lady Amara fell silent, again she felt sinful to Raka. Again he decided on his future plans and the dream of his only son.

"Raka... I'm sorry..."

"It's Mom.." Cut Raka he smiled and hugged Madam Amara tightly.

"For me, you've changed better, I'm happy enough. Queen's problem, she can only be reached with prayers. She's no ordinary woman, she's the best woman I've ever known. If not by God's intervention, it is certain that he will not be reached" Raka said.

Lady Amara was silent, she just knew the quality of Queen as a woman. Of course Raka will not raise the prestige or lower the prestige of Queen. Raka said what it was about Queen. It is certain that Madam Amara will regret if Queen does not become her daughter-in-law.

"Praying is necessary, but trying must be. Pray without trying, the result remains Zero, Raka."

Raka glanced at Madam Amara, for some reason she got her spirit from the words that Madam Amara had just said.

"Try my son, he doesn't belong to anyone. So, there's still a chance for you to reach it. She also wanted to meet him and apologize to him. Now go after him until God says he is your soul."

Raka's confidence recovered when she heard Madam Amara's words. He got up from his seat and took a deep breath.

"We pray first yuk Bu, Raka prayer plus Mother prayer, maybe God will change the destiny line for Raka."

Hearing Raka's words, Madam Amara smiled as she smiled. He nodded and held the hand of his only son. They also perform congregational prayers in Raka's room.

..

At 20:00, Queen was ready with her suitcase to leave for the airport. It seems Athar is also getting ready to deliver his brother to the airport. Athar, who is still busy with his jacket and looking for his car keys, makes Queen feel anxious.

"It's been a long time!" The Queen who was already standing in the doorway.

"Sabarrrr." Athar complained while reaching into the pockets of his pants and jacket.

"Not married yet, already forgetful," Mother Chirps while carrying Athar's car keys.

"Nih. The car keys were placed carelessly,"

"Oh yes, thank you Bun," Athar said with a misbehaving smile.

"Be careful you drive it. Don't be a racer."

"Yes Bun.. calm down.."

"Remember, you're getting married. What if anything happens?"

"Ready Boss!" Athar saluted as during the flag ceremony.

"Lebay..." Mother laughed and pinched Athar's cheek with anxiety.

"Queen. Do not moan, later afraid why-why your luggage. Do not trust anyone either. Mobile phones, laptops and important letters are included in special bags when traveling. Don't draw bad people's attention."

"Yes Mother..." Queen approaches Mother and kisses both of Mother's cheeks. Then, he hugged Mother tightly.

The father who had just come out of his room also approached the Queen and hugged her baby.

"Son, don't slump for long. Immediately rise up, run away from reality for a moment to entertain yourself is okay. But you have to remember, we're waiting for you at home" whispered Dad.

Queen's eyes glazed over when she heard Dad's words. He let go of Father's embrace and looked at Father's aging face.

"Yes Dad." Said Queen while smiling sweetly to Daddy.

"Dad you know what, the thing Queen is most grateful for?"

"What?" Ask Dad curious.

"Having a Father in Queen's life."

Now it is Dad's eyes that are glazed to hold back the cry of haru. He rubbed the top of the Queen's head and gave her best smile to the girl.

Queen nodded and smiled even though tears almost fell on her cheeks.

"Hmmm, the Queen's leaving first Bun, Dad..."

"Yes be careful.." Say Father and Mother.

Athar helps Queen pull her brother's suitcase and puts it in the trunk of the car. Then he got into the car and started the engine.

Queen waved her hand before following Athar into the car that would take her to the airport tonight.

"Assynolt,"

"Waalaikumsalam, do not forget to pray, son...!" Mother's message that looks heavy releases Queen's departure alone.

"God willing to take a bun." Queen entered the car.

The Queen waved her hand and was answered by Father and Mother.

The car that Athar was driving began to drive away from Andra's father's residence.

"May all be well, Bun,"

"Yes Well, better yet Daddy transfer Mommy soon."

Father rounded his eyes and looked at Mother in disbelief.

"Transfer?"

"Yes, he said he wanted a transfer to buy skincare...!" Mother bent her face and wrinkled her chin.

"Waduhhhh..!" Dad smacked his forehead slowly and went inside the house.

"Kok ran away anyway Well..."

"Not escaped.. Dad was confused..when did you say transfer?"

"So when Mommy was shopping, it was Dad who promised.."

"Where are you?" He pretended to forget and seemed to be thinking hard.

"Here, start the drama...!"

"Why don't you forget?" Ask Dad while smiling.

"Which woman forgets the same money? There's nothing!"

Father chuckled at Mother's words and saw her halal lover's expression, which looked funny in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, I'm transferring." Dad grabbed his phone and was about to send some amount of money to Mommy.

"You guys want to buy bags, same shoes. Oh yeah, monthly money hasn't been transferred yet." Mother smiled shyly. While Dad could only glance and sigh long.

"No," Dad showed me proof of the transfer from his phone.

"Asikkkk...! Mommy jumps into Daddy's lap and kisses Dad's lips gently.

"The more love, the more everything is the same as Dad."

"It's a molly!" Dad put his phone on the table and looked at the woman who had been with him all this time.

"You're getting prettier anyway?"

"Now you are a tombal," said Mother while laughing amusedly.

"No, not horrible. Suer's getting pretty."

"Do you want this to happen?" Mother looked at Father with a probing gaze.

"If there is a desire every day. But this is honest, dear..."

"Hmmmm, I'm still pretty, because I met the right guy. Try the same guy who is not right. I must be older and uglier" Mother said as she rubbed Dad's cheeks.

Dad smiled and kissed Mother's lips gently and passionately.

"There are no children here yuk,"

"Just worry, there's an unknown!"

"Oh yes, then in the room," said Dad timidly.

Mother laughed and shook her head. Then, he followed Father who led himself into the room.

"Definitely deh.. if you run out of mode transfer on run..."

Father and Mother giggled together while sneaking towards the room.

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“The beauty of marriage is not always seen from the very beginning but rather as love grows and develops over time.” — Fawn Weaver

(The beauty of marriage is not always seen from the beginning but rather as love that grows and develops over time.)