Almeera's Persistence

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Two years passed.now the little girl had grown up. pulled her suitcase walking past many staring eyes. If you look at it because it is beautiful like not, because no one can see its beautiful face.

Wearing black clothes, black hijab, complete with a black veil as well, some say she is like a Ninja.

"Assalamualaikum Akhi.." his greeting to the figure of a man who is now growing up to be a tall man, and recognized good looks by all medical students.even become an idol and a target, he said, but unfortunately he did not flinch at all he was Muhammad Azzam Atthallah.

Not a reply to the greeting that Azzam said, Azzam even tapped the ears of the ninja girl, the girl who two years ago was small now had become high all the time, she was Almeera Az-Zahra Alfianisya.

"sick brother... not answer greetings instead in jewer sich...wau in angry angel..??" her nagging and it made Azzam let go of the jewels

"Waallaikumusallam ukhti..., why ngagetin..??"

"Sister....Meera is tired, can not nanyya later fit already at home, or fitting Meera already sleep. brother knows 24 hours trip by plane plus transit.."

Azzam immediately embraced from the side of his twin, the little sister he always missed, in the pull of the suitcase and took the sister into a parked car.

In the car Almeera immediately closed her eyes, and Azzam could only smile to see it.

Azzam also drove his car, traveled almost 30 minutes, and Almeera was very asleep with her sleep when she got in front of her house.

Tin.. Tin..

The sound of Azzam's car horn, and it makes Mr. Agus who is on duty as the new guard of the house opened the gate.

"Sir..Dek.wake up.."

Almeera also pinched the base of life, the head felt pulsating.

"Why?? wooch...??" azzam and Almeera nodded their heads in response.

"Just come down first..."

Almeera opened her car door, and how shocked she was, when the door opened there was a woman figure already standing as she realized, a middle-aged woman who had been waiting for her, yearning for these two years, longed for two years, their tears trickled down, Almeera quickly hugged Umma.

"Goddess.."

"Assalamualaikum.." said Umma.

"waallaikumusallam..hiks.." replied Almeera still in the fashion of hugging Umma.

"when will you be there?? the suitcase has entered the room." ledek Azzam.

"Umma.kak Azzam tuch.." Almeera protest.

"We go in first yes." said Umma softly, Almeera was fainted

"Where's Umma..??" ask her because she didn't see Abi

Umma brought Almeera into the house by embracing her "hmmm this morning Abi had a sudden call at RSH.." Almeera nodded her head.

Almeera would open the door, but suddenly the door opened itself slowly, and how shocked Almeera was when the door opened completely there was Abi who was stretching her hand.

"Abi.." she said in shock and in the next minute Almeera slammed into the arms of the Abi.

"Little daughter Abi." Abi said when Almeera was in the arms while stroking Almeera's head.

"hiks.hiks..Abi is evil, Umma is also lying..."

"eeiyit... Where did you lie??" ask the Umma did not accept

"So Umma said Abi had a call at RSH"

"hmm..tuh is not konsen, Umma said. this morning Abi there was a sudden call in RSH. right this morning, it's late afternoon...." erma answered a few minutes ago

Her lips pursed behind her veil, but suddenly her little family hugged her together...Abi, Umma and Azzam embraced him,

Almeera's eyes looked around, there was no change from the house, there were only a few additional frames of Azzam's photo while in college.

There is a Photo where Azzam is with two girls, using the same Alma mater's Suit, while holding the Cup and Charter.

"wiich.. Azzam is great... What kind of race is this??" point at her

"National Language Debate Competition.."

"beautiful nich chick.. hayoo..."

"hayoo what?? they're different faculties as brothers, and they're also college students of choice.."

"it's beautiful sister." show me the photo of the girl at the very edge.

"That's Syafeera.. High-achieving students also major in Economics and Business"

"beautiful, pinter again... but still beautiful Meera right..??" ask her while showing her face that is no longer covered by a veil.

"Beauty Umma." reply Azzam, Umma and Abi can only shake

"Idiadih..gak admit.did not be appealed to the same Umma Donk, explained Cantai Umma, its seeds from Abi and Umma.." reply Almeera.

"it's Syafeera, and this is Galuh.."

"masyaallah. beautiful, pinter, the lecturer's wife again.."

"why is the discussion going anywhere..??" ask Umma

"it's a hunt for a bath, and rest, soon Magrib's time comes" added Umma

Almeera stepped up the stairs, just a few steps, her arms embraced by Azzam..

There was no fight, Almeera even reciprocated Azzam's embrace, because honestly they missed each other.

"Sama Umma directly in the embrace.sama Abi directly in the hug, just the same brother Azzam different.."

"how different??"

"yes.cook is greeted with jeweran.sadang not the same anyway adeknya.remember we are one stomach loh at the same time, just different how many minutes more.."

Azzam chuckled. "sister has his own way, other than the others..hunt shower.." while opening the door Almeera's room.

"don't gawk, just calm down your property there's nothing you take, just a big brother.." said Azzam chuckled as he ran, and Almeera glared, but a second later she smiled , this was the mood he missed.

Almeera went into the room, from the arrangement of the rooms nothing changed, only the background changed, Almeera felt the background of her room wall. Cream color with no floral motifs, but not striking.

"It seems new in pairs..they prepare everything.." said Almeera.

The opening of the closet, and there are some clothes that seem to also be deliberately prepared Umma for her. The family that he so longed for, because of the reality while there, there was no time for a video call like his wishful thinking.

Almeera immediately went to the bathroom, cleaned herself, because in fact she was very tired and sticky, especially when waiting for transit, quite tiring.

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