AMONG THE 3A

CHAPTER 94. LITTLE A'S

It had been three months, meaning that Aiswa had already undergone his studies halfway. Last week Mama and Dewiq attended an invitation for the guardians. A mini performance held by Aiswa campus.

In accordance with the theme carried in that month, autumn then all students of study design program all classes take part in it. Including Aiswa.

Wearing a hexagon mosaic pattern that he applied in an old orange-colored robe similar to a deciduous maple leaf, as an accent wrinkle on the chest to the waist with A-line cutting.

For this event, Aiswa asked Joanna as a model.Joanne's rigid body felt fit to bring her dress that looks feminine.

Although reluctant, but the demands of duty that makes the girl finally willing to walk on the catwalk when the event is held later.

Ulfara who saw Joanna gladi resik from under the stage could only hold a faint smile as she passed between the rows of other talents.

When the campus event takes place.

"Aey's work is quite good, Mama, Kak .. instead of her saying yesterday there is a strict selection, who are the first-level students who can participate in this event?" mama said one by one the model walked in front of her.

"Yes Moms, yesterday Aey called me, crying if his decig was chosen for this initial event."

"That kid, be persistent exactly you. But the panjanya like Aeyza .. Mama did not even feel that she is not Aeyza .. her right hand began to balance yes Kak, getting used to it even though sometimes she is still flexible to move using the left hand."

"Much better than ever Moms ...Even Aeyza is not necessarily as determined as she is ... Aiswa is a complete package, girly and brave and mysterious because of his quiet attitude."

"Ga ah, he is not quiet just can not freely express his feelings since youth finally he used to close his mouth tightly if no one invited him to talk ... with Mama if the college holiday will he vent at length sometimes until Mama sleepy like a fairy tale." Mama chuckles to remember Aiswa's behavior if it has been spoiled with her.

"He is comfortable with Mama means that it's a sign, introverts will open up a little to people who are not only comfortable to talk to, he also trusts Mama."

"Alhamdulillah, it turns out that escaping from revenge is a relief, brother."

"Stay like this Moms, well after she leaves later."

"He's going? Then how's Mama?"

"Maybe, someday if he wants to."

"My second Aeyza, don't forget Mama, son."

An hour later.

"Maaaaaaaaaaa" he approached Mama, who was talking to one of the lecturers and someone beside him who he did not know.

Brugh. Aiswa crashes herself hugging Mama from the side.

"Oh, my dear, is it sick?" Asked Mama when the girl's body hit the peacock brooch on the left chest because Mama turned to her.

"It hurts, hehe."

"Your daughter, Mam?"

"Yes, she is my angel, our."

"Aey, you want some ice cream? congrats yes little sister, welldone." Dewiq rubbed his sister's head slowly.

"You brother, syukron."

"Hi, I'm Keith Mccain" said a tall man with dark brown hair and stout stature.

"Mr Hallo. Keith." Aiswa cupped her palms in front of her chest.

"Are you one of the design owners whose work was exhibited earlier?"

"Rubber, Sir."

"What is this piece like you wearing? what's behind it?"

"Memories .. memories that are increasingly worn out that should have been shed like autumn leaves, when combined, it'll probably be like a maple leaf."

"Memories that make you have to forget it even though reluctant, but have to let go because it's time to replace it with a new series of events, new moments." Firmly Aiswa as her eyes glared far away.

Slowly one by one they approached the Hermana family, especially Aiswa who was still talking revealed the reason behind the making of her dress.

"The "sixth is a reflection of the perfection of a servant, the belief in his Lord. Believing all that is obligatory as a servant one is sure of His existence."

"So the conclusion of the design this time is to believe that God exists and is omnipresent, including about the power over all events that befall His servant good or bad."

"Our duty as a servant is to receive. Memories are sometimes shed because God will replace them with new ones, which are much better like spring." At length, though.

Qolbi all the memories of you I still keep neatly, I put them down so that my heart can have a little space to fill them with new memories, as a supply of energy when I meet you again will I be able to pull it again or let it fall forever.

"Amazing, deep meaning. What's yourname?" amazed at Aiswa's explanation.

The girl wearing the purple hijab floral motif at the end, saw the two people beside her who were hugging her body earlier.

Dewiq nodded his head,

"Little A, my stage name."

"Does the same have meaning?"

"Little dreamer." Answer Dewiq and Aiswa simultaneously.

"I think it's enough, my sister has not rested, we'll excuse me" said Dewiq.

"Thank you for your warm welcome to my daughter, we're resigning" continued the mother.

Joanna and Ulfa try to arrest the reporters who still want to ask Aiswa.

"Well, if it's broadcast, he'll know?"

"Local Aey, hopefully not, not yet."

Aiswa only resigned, at this time only Hermana family became his back.

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Indoneszian.

Tonight his sleep is restless, Amir repeatedly awake for his wife to get a comfortable position while sleeping.

"Dec, someone's sick, tell me the same."

"Ga tau Mas, I don't feel anything but it's not good like this, don't know where it feels," he said desperately.

"Here, hugged ya ... or want to eat what? I made it."

"Ga! said you don't know what it's going to do." she endured the crying.

"Ssttt, don't do it," he rubbed it on Aruni's cheek that was getting wet from tears.

Amir is wrong but as much as possible he is patient to face Aruni's emotions that often go up and down at night.

Just a hug, an intense hug while still calming him with the recitation of the Quran for as long as he can, all my thoughts no matter how much his mouth speaks.

I don't understand Mas, he keeps pushing me to get him out. I'm afraid Mas, I'm afraid...

"Honey, I have memorized juz 29 and 30, we both bacain for him yuk, let him also calm down .. if his mommy is happy, calm down, he is also so .. boy, boy, we love you baby, don't be naughty ya." rub it gently on his wife's stomach.

When this is the case, Aruni can only sob to hug her husband until he falls asleep still in a trap.

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