Almeera's Persistence

The wound is not bleeding

Whispering on earth sounded in the sky, that's what Almeera was doing.

Do not complain much to God, give thanks, but where else does the place complain if not to the owner of his whole.

Likes Grief, Laughter, Healthy Sickness, All belong to God.fuse to beg for help, beg for strength, beg for firmness, beg for patience.

There is no such thing as a Good Destiny or a Bad Destiny, because the truth is that Goodness comes from God, but evil is from ourselves.

Death will surely come, but the way it will be different, hopefully if the time comes death will come in a good way too.

"Yes Allah... Show me the truth, for what happened is not out of your sight, O God... If this is the path that you choose, the Servant asks to strengthen the servant, sincerely in living it, the servant of ridho, O Allah..."

"O Allah, you are the owner of our heart, Gentle is the heart of the servant husband, help him to be more sincere in living the way of his life"

"Oh Allah, take care of Abi, if Abi is guilty, I ask for forgiveness, O Allah, I believe Abi will not be able to deliberately hurt others, he said, I believe that nothing will happen if you will not"

Weeping Almeera in prayer on the prayer mat in the third of the night, Tampa realized Gibran heard all the prayers. Gibran undoes his intention to enter the room, in the back of his closed room door.

Finished with his tahajud his eyes were difficult for him to close, the Qur'an became his loyal friend.

When dawn arrived, the atmosphere of this spacious room was still quiet as usual, Almeera performed dawn prayers alone, then headed for the kitchen.

"what would you like to make breakfast...??"

"Fried noodles are non.."

"yes let Meera cook, aunt do the rest"

"mas Gibran is not rough the same non...??" bi Atun asked suddenly, and Almeera answered with a sledgehammer

"don't lie the same aunt, bibik is afraid to look at the hands of den Gibran.."

"Son-bik... Alhamdulillah mas Gibran not rude, bibik calm aja yes" reply Almeera while stroking the shoulders of bik Atun, trying to calm the bik Atun, throw to the concerns of bik Atun

Tabs...Tabs..Tabs

The sound of footsteps coming down the stairs, Gibran had already come down with his casual, oblong white t-shirt with knee-length trousers. Almeera prefers to focus on her cooking ingredients.

Worn his creamy Apron, protecting his clothes so as not to directly impress the oil or other ingredients of his cooking.

In his boiled noodles, in divided into two parts and it turns out that the other one in his use to roll shrimp, in the refrigerator there is always seafood because Gibran lovers whose name is seafood.

In his chopped onions, garlic pox smooth as a mixture for sausage, this morning Almeera cooked Fried Noodles but a little different because Almeera added another menu, but it was not until now, that is a soas that he made himself, the menu is like spaghetti but the style of a private kitchen is not Italian.

All the activities of the kitchen Almeera did not escape Gibran's view, but Almeera still has the focus. breakfast menu was completed and began to serve Almeera.

Finished with the breakfast menu, Almeera cut out the Apples she had washed. Put it on one small plate.

"Will you have tea, coffee or milk???" ask Almeera suddenly

"Coffee only..."

"regular sweet what's bitter...??" ask Almeera while he's picking coffee

"standard, bitter sweet" Gibran replied

A cup of coffee was finished, on the edge of a small plate of coffee chips there are two sugar sachets.

"sweet mas takar itself yes, kmren Meera buy sugar synergy from sugar cane Tampa glucose, mas kan hobby of eating seafood and carbohydrates, so it must be balanced also sugar balance" almeera said while giving a cup of coffee to Gibran. And Gibran only replied with a nod.

There was guilt in Gibran's heart, there was a difficult feeling for him to express, while Almeera seemed to try to behave normally, despite the bloodless wounds.

"don't eat breakfast first, let's have a holy aunt's plate"

"yes if that's so bik. thanks bik, Meera go up first" Reply Meera while leaving the kitchen and dining table, Towards the room,. passing through Gibran who was opening the sugar that he was about to pour into the coffee.

Bik Atun who saw the scene this morning became sad, there was a smile that always emanated on Almeera's lips, but there was a gaping wound as well, unfortunately the wound was not visible, he said, if it must be in a bandage, do not know which part should be in the bandage.

"Den.. bibik do not know what problems Aden and non Almeera face, Aden already like a bibik child, if the aunt can give advice, immediately solve it, do not drag on"

"big boy has heard... The woman was quick Sweetheart, The woman was Fast Missing, The woman was Quickly jealous, the woman quickly smiled, but the woman did not quickly forget something that made her disappointed"

Gibran gasped at the sighting of Bik Atun.

"bibik got the words from where..??" ask Gibran later

"had heard in his sosmed daughter bibik..hehehe, but those words are indeed very much loh den.."

"Never keep many choices in the heart, many prejudices, Physical can change, Matter can be sought, but a person who sincerely loves you will not come twice" Said Bimo who again was like Casper who came to Tampa invited and returned always waiting to be expelled.

"Lo yes, it has been said not to enter suddenly, fearing Meera again under the not wearing a veil, later he was uncomfortable"

"let's just say you're jealous if another guy sees it. hahaha"

"Lo if you want to have breakfast first, but the fruit and milk is not eaten, it's Almeera breakfast. I want to go up" he said as he moved and rushed to the room, to the room, don't want to bother with his best friend.

Arriving in front of the room door, Gibran quickly opened the door, Almeera was chatting with someone on the phone.

"Alhamdulillah Umma.. all healthy right?? Meera kangen's..."

"iya Meera knows that although the distance can now be traveled with a count of not up to an hour, different when in Tarim first, but still Meera kangen"

"Thank God all good, the people of the Gibran mas house are also good all..."

"In Shaa Allah, Meera will permit Gibran first, if allowed Meera to come along, if Gibran is not busy later Meera invites"

speaking of Mother and child, Almeera described everything as fine.

"who?? Umma..??" asked Gibran who suddenly sat on the sofa, Meera's eyes were rounded, shocked by Gibran's sudden arrival

"that's Gibran's voice, right, Meer...??" ask Umma behind the phone

"eh yes Umma it is Gibran.." reply Almeera.

"did you finish your breakfast...??" ask Almeera

"yet. wait for you, it's under there Bimo, want to tell you aja, afraid of shock because it came down not wearing a veil.."

Umma who heard Gibran's words smiled happily there, Umma's heart was agitated, but somehow hearing Gibran's words just now made Umma's heart a little calmer, though undeniable, instinct of a mother.

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