At Dusk in a Small Town

Episode 89 About This Miss

Wherever you are...

How far apart we are.

We are actually together.

Because we are still on the same earth.

"Pig...

My heart can accept the reality that it must

separate us, but not Syifa."

Dhea continued to speak with her heart.

Along the way home from work, Dhea's heart was not calm.Thinking Syifa who always asked her ashes to go home soon.

The more Syifa's growth days increasingly show intelligence and high desire, Syifa including a critical child, however always asked.

And he will not stop asking questions as long as the umi or his eyes give answers that satisfy his heart.

Suddenly....

SREETTTTT.

"Astagfirulah..."Shouted Dhea, when the car 'Ferari 488' almost crashed his motorbike.

"Seeing you're carrying a bike, remembered for your old school days, with you I always miss.."

The owner of the Ferrari 488 car was close to wretching the people he loved and missed.

Without sin the car kept on going.

"It looks like I've seen that car a lot, who

the owner of that luxury car?"

Inner Dhea was upset.

After a while the scoppy Dhea motor pulled over.

"But where is Syifa?"His heart while taking off his helmet and getting off the bike.

"Assynoltomodel.."Hail Dhea as she stepped into the house.

DESERTED.

No one answered his greetings, and no one ran to greet him.

"Where is Syifa, where is ustadz's mother?"

Dhea continued to step into her room as Dhea opened the door.

Ustadz was sitting on the edge of the bed.

And gestured by sticking his index finger on his lips."sutttt."

Dhea carefully approached Syifa, and slowly asked ustadz's mother..

"Syifa why buu..?"

With a slight whisper Dhea asked.

"Syifa fever, so it's been taken for treatment."

replied ma'am ustadz, his hand-pants are trying to be released from the grip of Syifa.

And he stood up from his seat intending to get out of the room. Dhea immediately restrained.

"Mom thank you for bringing Syifa for treatment."

Said Dhea feeling bad was already troublesome.

"Yes together, some mothers and fathers have considered Syifa like their own grandchildren, mothers and fathers also hope in Anajib after graduating S2

we'll propose to Kyai's daughter soon."

I can't wait to hold my grandchild, too.

Sentence by sentence he said as affirming to Dhea never hope to his son.And after that he passed.

DEG.

As if floating the body of Dhea Anatasya heard an explanation from him.

His feet are now helpless.

Now Dhea is sitting on the floor.

Tears can no longer be shed.

In his eyes was the face of Syifa who was asleep in her sleep.

"Dear don't worry umi's always there for you."

Inner Dhea pilu, they mo betrothed an Anajib to the daughter of Kyai the owner of the famous ponpes in Java?"

"Mother already has a grandchild, Syifa Anajib is the mother's granddaughter."

Dhea kept talking to her heart tears from

it's already wet his cheeks.

Suddenly his phone vibrated.

Drett. drett..

Vc Call.

Dhea endured her cries, and wiped away her tears.

"Goddessalamwarahmatullah.."

Answer the voice from sebrang.

"Umi, where's abi's angel?"

Heard the tone of longing to look at his baby.

Dhea turned her phone screen on her sleeping face. Syifa was not disturbed by the conversation of umi and her ashes via phone.

Maybe the effects of taking medication.

"Why are you quiet?"

Tanya Anajib felt that there was something different about his wife.

Dhea just shook her head, trying to hold back her tears.

Anajib is getting anxious and curious.

"Okay if not mo telling a story is okay, maybe mom or dad ask your boom mas?"

The question is getting curious.

Again, Dhea just nodded.

Suddenly Syifa woke up.

And calling his ashes.

"Abii. when to go home,abi.. hurry home."

The sound of Syifa's cry touched the blue of Dhea's fragile mood.

The abi nun far away in Egypt could hear the fussy cries of her son.

Dhea hurriedly showed the face of the abi on her phone screen.

"Darling to see who's calling Syifa?"

Dhea now embraced Syifa, and Dhea could feel Syifa's hot body temperature.

"Abiiiii.." he cried very pleased.

"Hurry home abi..."

Syifa's voice tears down the abi's tears.

"OK. bidadari abi, sholehah abi, don't be naughty huh.

God willing abi will be home soon." Anajib replied in a raucous voice.

Eventually the phone connection was cut off.

Syifa did not seem satisfied talking to her brother

the beautiful faces of Dhea and Anajib's children

it kept staring at the phone screen.

"When is abi coming home?"

Syifa began to whine longing for her ashes.

And no matter how difficult Dhea's heart condition was, she would definitely give an answer 'yes' when Syifa asked her ashes.

"Yes baby, we will go home soon, Syifa is healthy always if abi comes home can play with abi."

Advice Dhea so that Syifa is always healthy.

***

In a different room ustadz and his wife were talking about the arranged marriage plan of Anajib and Ashofa daughter of kyai Maliki the owner of the boarding school.

"O yes sir, my mother is increasingly astonished by Syifa's habits

same with the habits of little Najib, who likes to talk fish, if sleep always cuddle mother's hands."The wife said strangely.

"Lhoo Syifa's days are always with the mother, maybe the mother educates Syifa and the mother's treatment is the same as it was to the little Najib."

Said the ustadz, he seems not interested in discussing Syifa son of Dhea and mas bojonya.

Lembayung decorate the horizon so it looks perfect a painting of nature, making awe for those who look at it.

Likewise, Dhea was glued behind the window of her room.Shadowed by the face of the soulmate who was far away.

There is a miss that never brimmed.

There are souls who feel lonely.

With the prayer verses Dhea comforted herself.

I hope the priest will return soon.

***

Show us the straight path.

(QS. Spatial:6)

Armed with faith, love and faithfulness willing to raise the baby without the priest on the side.

All for the future.

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