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Andra immediately invited umma to sit in a long chair shaped sofa, in the living room that is not too big.
This simple two-story house is a relic, from the late Syafiq El Barack, which is none other than the abuya of Andra.
A criminal lawyer who always defends people related to legal issues, especially from the lower class.
Therefore his life is ordinary, in contrast to his friends who have a luxurious house and more than one vehicle.
But not with Syafiq, he was not allowed to accept bribes even he was willing not paid the important, the truth looks right.
Abuya, is a special call for a surrogate father, for him.
Shafiq was forced to leave behind a wife and two sons.
Due to the illness that had been secretly eating away at his body since the past few years.
The disease is also the cause of Kartika hated by the Syafiq family.
They, especially the father and mother of the husband, who consider Kartika not to be a wife who is able to take care of the husband, so that his health is neglected.
A lot of work and busy but little income.
Can never save because it always shares when there is excess money.
The very simple life is blamed to be the cause of Shafiq suffering from acute liver.
However, Kartika can only be silent because it is also useless if he gives an explanation, so he has been considered always wrong, someone who is stamped ugly will never look good.
By the time her second child, Maulana El Barack was only 4 years old, Andra El Barack was only 3rd grade in elementary school.
Kartika, must swallow a bitter pill in his life, became a widow at a young age with two young children and requires a lot of living expenses.
In fact he had to work by leaving his son at the neighboring house, when the afternoon when he had returned to work new at the pick-up home so continued until five years passed.And, when Maulana was already in 4th grade of elementary school,he no longer uses child care services.
For this reason, Abdra and Maulana became independent and very respectful of women, because they were witnesses of the struggle of a mother to her children.
How does the umma work slam bones, the head becomes the foot until the opposite, the foot becomes the head.
No matter the insults, scorn and ridicule of people.
As long as everything he did was right and remained within the corridors of his nature, not against the law and breaking the prohibition on his religion.
Kartika will swallow the response and assessment of people against him.
Because trying to be liked by others will never be enough, and will never stop.
We can't get everyone to like us, can we?
Just waste time and make tired heart and self.
It is better to pursue the divine ridho of our every behavior and deed.
Next to the living room is a room where umma stores tools to design and sew clothes.
Yes,umma Kartika is a tailor and designer, she is a working woman.
Since her husband lived, Kartika returned to the fashion world where she worked before marriage.
Kartika Widya, working in a boutique one of the famous designers in the big city.
However, his place of work is a boutique that specifically designs and sells clothing and trinkets, muslim & Muslim only.
He worked very hard as a single parent, so that his children could live and get a proper education.
Because since the husband died, she and her children seemed to be thrown away and no longer considered by the family of her late husband.
Though the Syafiq family includes a family that has a well-to-do life and can even be said to be rich.
But they were blind and deaf with the hardships endured by their wives and children, who were left behind by the late lawyer.
Not without reason, the big families act like that.
Because according to them, when Syafiq married Kartika, since then he has turned into a religious person, as if leaving worldly beauty.Always throw away the treasure to give alms, and donate some foundations.
Because the Shafiqs prefer the case of the lower classes, the common people who really need support and defense, because they are often oppressed by the richer and more powerful.
Therefore, Syafiq is called a lawyer of the poor, so his life was too poor.
It is the ridicule and insults that are often uttered, especially by his own family.
However, Kartika as a wife always supports every decision of the husband, because she knows her husband carries out his profession according to state rules and according to Islamic guidelines.
Where Islam commands, defend those who are right are not those who have money or power.
In the guest room, the air suddenly felt hot, because Andra felt her heartbeat pounding incoherently.
Especially when the baby in his arms starts to squirm.
At that moment, umma felt that disorganization.
"The El Barack!"
"A, what..what did you bring?"umma gusar.
"I, 'ini_Umma." Andra thrust a figure wrapped in pink bedongan cloth.
The small figure wriggled uneasily with her tiny lips that seemed to be tasting.
Umma suddenly rounded his eyes, then smothered his own mouth, for he was about to squeal.
"Yes..Oh my...,"
"C..yi?"tanya umma with all her surprise.
" Ba, baby..., who is this baby?"tanya umma with eyes that have been patterned and staring intently into Andra's pupils.
"Um, it looks like the baby is thirsty, but look at her crying," Andra said as she opened a little cloth that covered half the baby girl's body.
"O Allah, yes, yes.neng, do not cry, no matter what, Abang!"
"Where did you get this baby?"cecar umma started to look panicked.
"This ummah is not the right time for nanyain, now what should we think, what is the baby in the drinking seat?"
"He was like an old ballerina in birahin, Um," said Andra with a lethargic face in confusion.
"So you didn't bring anything?"
"The book or what?"
ask umma again.
While Andra who was leaning on the sofa, just shook her head.
"Innalillahi!"
"Keep Umma how!"
Because the cry of Kartika finally the baby's cry was broken as well.
"Bring to Um's room, this baby seems to have had a hard day."
"Well, how's his mother?"andra said as he looked at the young woman's situation, whether she survived or was dead.
Of course Andra is not passing through that place anytime soon.
After saying that ambiguous thing, she passed towards her room.
To create a frown on the forehead of the umma who stared at the back of the skinny but handsome young man.
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