Before He Goes

The One Who Was Missing.

The drizzle on the burial block, making the golden inked gravestone that Dara was looking at wet slowly. His lips cut down sadly, creeping the grave land that has partly covered the green grass. Dara cried a long time ago, gulped. Noora, who was standing behind Dara's body, hugged the brother's neck, joined in tears staring at the headstone.

"Let's go home, son. It's dark," asked Rayna while staring at the closed sky will thick clouds that are opaque, ready to pour cold water even more.

"Two minutes, yes, ma'am. I'm still kangen." a thin grimace, because the wind that blows strong can disturb the surface of the skin of his face.

Rayna nodded. "Mom wait in the car, yeah."

"Hem." coincidentally this tomb, located on the front block almost close to the parking lot of the tomb visitor's car.

"There's a new kid now. He's sitting in your chair. But, his son is a mop. Almost every day seduces me, makes me angry. I'm pissed about hitting him." Dara continued to tell stories and Noora listened, still accompanying even though the drizzle actually turned into a torrential rain.

"Ujann, Brother."

"Yes, baby." Dara got up from the squat, rubbed her headstone and kissed her.

"Come back to the dream, yeah. But, by the way, don't be quiet." As tears quickly smiled in front of the headstone, he closed his eyes for a moment to recite the prayer once more. I blinked and stared at the nabastala which had completely darkened.

"Dragon, Adam, O Allah." seconds later Dara ran in front of Noora whose veil had begun to get wet to the chest of the shirt, towards the parking lot.

Ananda Adam Al-Gifari died two months ago from leukemia. And in the moments when she would close her eyes, there was always Dara accompanying her. Every time she went home from school, Dara asked the driver to drive her to the Hospital, join Mother Adam, take care of Adam.

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In the moments of Dipta unconscious alias fall into a coma. Rayna decided to donate her kidney to Dipta so that the man would have a longer life expectancy. Rayna sincerely lives with one kidney, which is important Dara, Noora and also herself did not lose the man. By the sacrifice that was made for Dara. He also had the courage to sacrifice for the Creator. Couples who both have only one kidney, should not do strenuous activities, should not be tired, must rest a lot, pay attention to food patterns and other needs.

"Thank you, yeah, Mom. I'm gonna call you, Dad."

"That nolongin, that father, God. Mother is only an intermediary."

"I promise to be a good son to God, Mother and Father, and Adek."

"It's useful to many people."

"Aamiin's."

Difficult times for Dara at that time seemed to pass. Five months can only mourn the sadness of the pain of the father even though his body has returned to health. In fact, he even prayed. In order for himself to get back sick, the important thing is that Dipta is not inflamed like this.

The love in the heart of Dipta to Rayna is growing because of the woman's spaciousness for her. Initially still forced to re-refer only because Dara, press the past to be forgotten as a memory not a grudge, although it feels very difficult. Taking care of Dipta who was very sick to throw dirt on the bed, and last he mortgaged himself, he gave his kidney to the man who started a few months ago, he loved again.

"Whose name, Dad?" tanya Dara also stroked a baby who was almost four months old in a Dipta sling.

"Dad don't know, son. Later, let's ask, Mother."

"Snack, don't be made fun of his eyes," Dara told Noora, who looks anxious to a handsome baby boy with bushy hair, from the nose like her.

Created laugh. "Acium, son. Kasian is Adek."

With a small veil that made his bangs come out, the boy smiled ignorantly. Finally he kissed, but, still, his movements were not relaxed. The baby was crying.

"Grand, uh!" Dara pulled Noora away, who was still laughing guiltlessly. Hurry is created to put a bottle of milk into the mouth of the baby so that he is silent not to cry.

"Later on this Adek will be brought home, Dad?"

Dipta. "It's okay, huh? I agree, right?"

Rayna prayed to Istikharah, asking God whether her decision to care for the child from whom Nancy was born was the right decision until the woman was healed.

The pain of Nancy's actions seemed to fade with time, especially God gave many of Rayna's prayers, returning happiness with the wholeness of his family without disease again as before. So, Rayna decided to proceed to forgive Nancy who has been in Mental Hospital since giving birth. Noora who when she was kidnapped in a state of great pregnancy, successfully secured by the authorities but with the condition of Nancy who is depressed will be mental.

"If Mom and Dad are happy to be present, Adek, this is. I'm happy too."

"Yes, I'm afraid." Noora chimed in. Dipta laughed at the innocence with the lisp tone that Noora gave. The baby had the same blood as Noora, because they were a thousand.

"Your son, Brother, take care of him, Nancy. If you take care of it here, pity its development." Nancy, who had been talking since, was still staring, sitting with her legs hugged in the window frame, began to look back. Rayna, who was afraid to approach Nancy, was only able to sit on the edge of the bed.

"I'm hungry. You brought food, didn't you?" as if not aware that what he is now looking at is a woman who he had deliberately destroyed his happiness.

Rayna nodded, waving her hands in fear of still frothing in the chest, fearfully Nancy choked her neck as she did the Nurse. It's just that as sick as the woman, she understands how to breastfeed the new baby boy she gave birth to.

Nancy got up from the chair and walked over to Rayna. "Here ... sit." Rayna patted the empty side next to her, finally Nancy sat opposite Rayna on the lip of the bed, directly sizing the cake whose packaging had not been fully opened.

Rayna combed Nancy's messy hair with her knuckles, warmly embracing the woman who once hurt her heartlessly. "You know, good ..." he praised.

Rayna shook her head, pushing the food back against her lips. "You eat it."

Nancy smiled happily, enjoying the cake up to three packs. When first met Noora, Nancy was just crying, but unable to say anything. He was not aware, he did not remember, but his mind was stirred. Noora who was initially afraid to see Nancy's creepy stature, finally wanted to kiss Nancy.

Rayna only pity if the child born Nancy should be brought to London, given to Uncle and his aunt who began to want to rest in old age.

"Hey, where are you going?" Nancy attacks Rayna who wants to get up from her seat. "Wait a minute. I'll be back."

"Hem." Nancy nodded in confidence, continuing to devour food.

"Would we go straight home?" dipta asked Rayna from the waiting bench as she walked out of Nancy's room.

Rayna. "A little while, Mom. Here ... give it to me." Rayna asked Dipta to give the baby boy who seemed to be full of breastfeeding wanted to sleep.

"She's coming, Mother, too" Rayna's pinta told Noora.

"Aren't you, Mom?" ask Dara, offer her.

"Silver here is the same, Dad."

"Good." Dara, according to Dara, let go of Rayna with Noora and her sister to return to meet with Nancy before they actually returned home.

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"Once upon a time cake do not bring binik with the child. We're not calm, Dip," always good. Andi who also sipped a cigarette.

"Take binik with the children of the streets the reward is great, coy. You don't know what it's worth."

Nice and Andi is a college friend who is now a colleague friend. Coincidentally when Dipta took his Son and his wife for a vacation at a hotel outside the city, the two friends were also staying at the same hotel, the difference is they work, not for vacation.

Anytime, whether gathered anywhere, talking about work, Rayna will definitely be brought. Roughly, the woman continues to spy her husband wherever Dipta goes, especially if out of town, Rayna will definitely come. The children are titipi at the Mother's house no problem, the important thing is that she always follows wherever her husband goes.

"Alah, tell me you're afraid of bini. Husbands are afraid of wives, aren't they, Gus?" kekeh Andi to Bagus and his friend confirmed with a nod of the head.

"In kintilin binik continue, what is jenga, lo, Dip? Wash your eyes at all times." the teaser in the household is not only from the actors or buyers, even a casualty of friends can be a messenger of destruction. Smart to choose a friend.

"Outside there may be more perfect than binik, I. More beautiful, more everything. But, who did. The grace of his God, his blessing, his inner peace because I can accept what is how binik, I am. Yes you know what tests I had a few years ago, but all that I did not want. I accidentally broke his heart. I'm still broken until I die. What if I really want to deliberately play spooky, cheating eyes? What a recompense from God, I can't, bray. Just go on." Created to grin horses. "You want him to quintillin me anytime, anywhere. In Shay'ah Allah, I'm ready. I accept it."

And still, when the two friends were already hit with advice, their eye beads remained patterned when there was a beautiful girl with a body like a violin, breasts that hang the kind of mango mahogany money mengkal.

"Slr." Dipta rubbed the faces of the two of them with the palm of his hand to be able to subdue the view.

"Sorry, dong. The apocalypse is near. If you're a husband, you have to keep your eyes on."

"Dad, Mr. Haji," Good reply.

"Duh, the bottom one becomes ether." Andi.

"Call binik lo, tell me to follow!" Dipta poked Andi with a tissue that he clenched in a round shape.

From Jabir Bin Abdillah Radhiyallahu Anhuma, that Prophet Shallalahu 'Alaihi Wasallam said, "The woman, when seen like a demon (had the power of seduction). Therefore, if a man sees a woman who makes him captivated, he should immediately come to his wife. Because what's on his wife is on that woman, too."

(CHR. Turmudzi 1158, Ibn Habban 5572, Ad-Darimi in his Sunan 2661. The Sanad hadith is rated shahih by Shuaib Al-Arnauth)

Therefore, if the man is whining to ask his needs to the Wife at a time that feels sudden, then, give. Fulfill his rights, because rarely men who tell the truth if he is talking just because tempted by women's jewelry. Therefore, why women must take care of the aurat, in order to take care of themselves and maintain the orgasm of various men.

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Some are tested with difficulty meeting a mate, after dating someone who is tested with difficulty can be momongan, after having a baby there is tested to drag sustenance, after smooth sustenance, after smooth sustenance, some are tested for disease and the loss of loved ones.

"Do men think that they will be left alone by saying, "We have believed" and they are not tested? (QS. Al-Ankabut verse 2)

As long as the human vein is still moving, then the test of His, will not stop. So what do we have to do to deal with it? Ask for ease in living it with SALAT.

Hearing the roar of her husband's car engine landed in the yard, making Rayna who was almost soundly for lulling Nancy's now one-year-old child who Rayna called by the name of Noah, quickly jump out of bed. Staring into the mirror, combing back her hair, spraying the farfum to the side of her body that was already wearing thin pajamas. These two days, Dipta came home late because there was a branch of the company that he would build. Rayna was not suspicious, because there was a father who accompanied Dipta in the business for several days. If not, Rayna will definitely come.

"Assalammualaikum ..." over time looked in the mirror whether the order on his face was able to tease, he came first with Dipta who had arrived in the room.

"Waalaikumsallam, Mas." Rayna approached, kissing the back of Dipta's hand respectfully. Grabbing a briefcase and taking off her husband's body.

"Maa Shaa Allah is beautiful" praised Dipta after kissing Rayna's forehead, judging by the nightly appearance that Rayna gave. Rayna just smiled shyly, tiptoed a little to remove the tie hook on Dipta's collar.

"Kids, how all day, make you tired, don't you?" the first thing that will be asked when he arrived at home, is about the mood of his wife during the day taking care of children.

"Alhamdulillah, today, the henchmen, Mas. Not like yesterday." yesterday, Noora cried because her picture book was torn Noah. Fortunately there was Dara, the super brother they had was able to mediate.

"Goddessa ...." Dipta steps into the bed, wanting to kiss Noah, a male toddler who is getting more and more handsome, as Rayna goes to the table to put Dipta's briefcase and suit into a dirty bucket.

"You want to eat first, you want to take a shower first, or you want me first, Mom?" Rayna smiled flirtatiously making Dipta who since noon sent a message longing to unite, chuckling.

"Bring first, but, same you .. can you?"

Rayna nodded, rushing a long step into the bed, pulling the Creata to take to the bathroom. The two were blown up in the bathroom until a silent sound was created alternating with shahdu groans.

Enjoying the love romance they were doing that continued from the bathroom and now on the sofa with the lights on so Noah wouldn't see, Rayna interrupted the movement back and forth of Dipta on top of her body.

"Slow down, yes, Mas." Rayna rubbed her stomach.

"Why, is it? Your stomach hurts?" Dipta became anxious, go look at his wife's stomach.

Rayna smiled, shaking her head. "May the born be a hero, yes, Mas. Could be his friend, Noah."

"Maa Shaa Allah, are you pregnant, Ay? Really?"

"Yes, Mas. Is correct. Last afternoon I was just a testpack, the two lines were so thick."

"Oh Allah, Maa Shaa Allah. Why not tell a story from noon? We can go straight to the doctor."

"You want surprise."

Dipta stays pouting thin. "And if you say, I'll be careful, not all-around-"

"Lion hungry?" Rayna seduces and Dipta grimaces in shame. "Once you've been missing, you've always been an opium to me, Ay."

Rayna laughing. "Gombal."

"Truly dong, dreadful time." He was created happy because he did not have to bother, betting a long time to restore the love of his wife who had lost.

There are two wonderful counselors from God for his servant. First, God will not give his servant any sorrow, except to make him happy. Second, God will not test his servant, except because God loves him.

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That's how life goes, guys. There is a point where we will fall and rise again until we forget the pain of the past. As long as God remains in your heart, In Shaa Allah we will be safe, and well, able to pass through it.

Sorry if this story feels very quickly finished or every episode feels less and less. Yes, in gratitude, yes. Want a lot, want a little, the point is that I write to ngobatin miss you guys which I have been hamm long here. Although this story is not in konnntrakk, I do not get anything, prone to plagiatt, but, In Shaa Allah, I am happy, I am ikhlass for you readers who are still loyal. Your comments have been enough to pay for my tiredness💕.

Take the positives, throw the negatives out of this story. I'm just a normal human being who has a mountain of mistakes, which I may not have accidentally explained in this story.

Rayna and Dipta's family, please leave.

Wassalammualaikum💕💕