At Dusk in a Small Town

Episode 80 When You're Far Away

"Don't want you to get hurt, let me face it all."

🌺 "If everything we dream of comes true soon, where do we learn patience?"

"If all our prayers continue to be answered, where do we learn the lesson?"

"One who is close to his Lord does not mean there is no lack."

"A man who prays diligently does not mean no

there are hard times."

"Let God be sovereign over our lives."

Dhea continued to speak while staring at the pretty face of her little angel.

Now Dhea stepped up and opened it wide

the room's very large window.

It felt as if the wind was stroking his face.

Now the step is closer to the photo attached sweet on the walls of the room.

"Dear Syifa is the face of your brother, son, the face we've always missed."

Whisper Dhea to her son who was in her arms.

"Mas, may you always be healthy there, mas!"

Dhea kept talking to her husband's photos.

Suddenly the sound of the door knocking.

"Dheeee." Mr. Ustad's wife called him.

Dhea immediately stepped up to open the door.

Czechrekk.

Even the face was open and it looked smiling.

Then he asked for permission to enter.

And sit on the bed.

"Here I take care of your son, and sono you eat first!"His orders while carrying Syifa in his lap.

Dhea just kept quiet instead of going straight to the kitchen to eat.

"You why Dhe?"Ask her.

"Sorry mom, me and Syifa are now grepotin mom and dad!"

Dhea said while sitting next to him.

"Udah do not need to think of mas bojomu who do not know himself, already have a wife child who is not responsible for his child and wife."

Pak ustad's wife was very angry at mas bojo.

"Sono eat!"

"Mommy is already masakin vegetables let your ASI a lot!"His orders told Dhea to eat immediately.

DEG.

His words were so sharp like a raining knife in the deepest of hearts.

And Dhea chose to go to the kitchen to eat.

Dhea always moved quickly hoping not to meet the owner of the sharp gaze, and the deheman was very surprising to Dhea.

Ehemmm.

"He turned out to have just returned from the office, in addition to his preachers he was also noted as an educator

one of the SMA.

"Uhuhhhkkk", Dhea who was bribing immediately choked because she was so shocked.

Soon Dhea finished her meal.

Because Syifa was with her foster mother, Dhea tried to help with the work she used to do while still living with her mother.

Just tidying up the house, washing dishes and clothes is mak-mak's daily job and Dhea is able to do all that.

Suddenly Syifa's crying voice sounded.

Oau oau..

Dhea decided to stop her activities.

Then his steps to the room.

After drying his hands.

"Oo dear little angel umi."

"Cup cup" said Dhea while giving breast milk to her child.

He seemed to notice how Dhea patiently gave breast milk to her son.

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The days keep passing.

Twilight after dusk has passed all memories

childhood is always remembered while every Dhea

attend a routine study.

Everything is still the same.

That sharp look.

Dhea could not meet them because Siti was married and brought her husband.

Dhea felt increasingly lost.

All her friends and her mother were with her sister

in Surabaya, not long ago has passed on the power.

Perfect is his wound.

Wants Dhea to lean her head against her chest

her husband however had that chest very far away.

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Time passes so quickly.

Little Syifa grew up and became a smart child.

And Dhea decided to look for work in Jogja.

With its capital of S1.

The days of Syifa were left to the mothers of ustad.

Dhea did not feel like raising Syifa without her husband by her side. Now Syifa is one year old she can walk and talk umi,abi and eyang.And there are many more.

Day by day Dhea and her son passed by with the noble family.

Neither Mr. Ustad nor his wife ever realized Syifa

he is a grandson in a noble family.

As time went on, Dhea asked for permission to live in her own home.

"Mother and father allowed Dhea to stay home

alone, because it's not good it's always a hassle."

Dhea said he was paying for his own residence permit.

Beyond the expected answers he gave.

"No, I won't allow it!!"

"You'll never get out of this house!"

The authoritative voice decided that Dhea should stay at the house.

After giving his decision he stepped away from Dhea who was holding little Syifa.

"When is abi coming home?"

I don't know why lately Syifa is fussing about asking her ashes.

Hearing Syifa's whining her steps stopped.

"What miracle is there?"

He turned around and approached Syifa.

"Syifa. just go and catch the fish in the pond!"

Persuade him.

Finally Syifapun also melt and his small steps follow the steps of the ustad.

Drett drett.

Dhea's phone vibrated there was an incoming call.

"Assalamualaik."Umi's...

The voices of people across there say hello.

The voice was so Dhea longed to greet him.

"Getishalam."Abi..

Answer Dhea.

"Let me miss."

dhea was unable to hide her longing.

"Abi's going home, baby.."

The voice across there comforts the heart of the man

missed him.

And that phone disconnected "this habit of people!!"

Shouted Anajib gemes with the behavior of his wife.

Dhea's old habit always forgets to fill in power.

Dhea smiled happily.

"Thank God for the good news."

"This is enough to make me happy."

Lembayung looks to decorate the horizon.

I felt the happiness of Dhea.

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