Charm Duda Ganteng But Jutek

Chapter 82

Alby

Two o'clock in the morning I woke up. I don't know when I last set up the night prayer. I finally decided to do it tonight while waiting for dawn. I have been asleep since the afternoon.

I cleaned myself up after that tour and prepared to do sunah two raka'at. I chose to do Tadarus.

There was a sense of calm I felt as my soul complained to the power. After finishing a few pages of holy verses, I continued with remembrance. I expanded istighfar of course. Because I feel like I have a lot of sins.

May the power grant me forgiveness. I remember when Bia and I were together.

We often pray together. Let alone praying, we also often fasted sunah together despite my work at that time builders who needed full power. Thank God, as long as I'm okay.

Maybe. because Bia is accompanying me. Happiness was increasingly lost because of the biggest mistake that Bia may now forgive but he will never be able to forget.

Maybe Bia will forget what it's like to love me, but she will never forget what I'm putting on her wounds.

Athaghfirullah! My guilt will never fade even if I see Bia now happy with Febri.

Should I be envious????

Then...What does Amara mean in my life? Why am I worried when I don't hear from him? Amara and Bia are different figures. But do I really have a taste for Amara? I can erase my love for Bia???

I still remember every detail of what Bia had, her habits, her likes and many things only Bia and I knew.

I rubbed my face rough. Why do I still think of a woman who has been legally the wife of someone else?

I am sincere, God, sincere!!!! Ki whispers in the heart.

It turns out that sincerity in the mouth is easier to say than in the heart which even though other people are unable to hear it.

I don't feel like dawn is coming. I also continued my obligatory prayer.

Nabil woke up while I was folding my sarongs and prayer mats. My handsome son came down with great difficulty from a high enough bed.

"Father!", said Nabil then wriggled spoiled at my feet. I raised her body in a sling.

"Wake up, baby? Is it still morning?!"

"Nabil prayed, rich papa!" he said.

Dear God, it is appropriate if I am proud and happy if my two-year-old son starts to pray without being asked and asked???

"Come on! Papa anterin wudhu yuk!", Nabil nodded cheerfully.

Although not perfect, but I salute if my toddler starts learning ablution. In the end, almost all of his clothes got wet.

"Change clothes first just pray?!", Nabil nodded again.

Nabil had changed into a long shirt that did not need to wear a sarong. He started following the prayer movement like me. But yes.Name child two years, natural like that.

"Udah pa!"

"Udah? Nabil has not prayed for you?", I asked Nabil. She grinned cute. Then the next second he raised his hand as if he were praying. How adorable are you Nabil!!!

"Done papa, aamiin!", said Nabil, not forgetting his cute smile and rubbing his face with both hands.

"O Allah, Nabil loves your mother and sister Nabila. Take care of them, God. Aamiin!"

I knit my eyebrows.

"Who's Nabila's sister?", I'm confused.

"Brother Nabil pa, same mother!", answered Nabil smiling cheerfully.

I've heard that name, but where? I try to remember.

Oh yeah I remember, Nabila's name was Silvy's late name before he died. He said, Nabila's waiting for him.

So, who's Nabila??

"Nabil, who's Nabila's brother? Nabil knows where?", I'm still curious.

"His brother Nabil papa. Said brother, Nabila's brother was his son papa too."

I scratched my hair that wasn't itchy.

"Papa's son, isn't Nabil?"

Nabil shook his head quickly.

"No papa. Nabila's sister, Nabil's sister. Beautiful rich mama heheheh!"

I swallowed my saliva. What is this supposed to mean???

"When did Nabil meet Nabila's sister?"

Nabil tapped his chin like a thinking adult. It looks very serious.

"Forgot pa! But sometimes meet!", he answered with a convincing face.

"Oh yeah? Meet me where?"

"Here you are, Pa!", answered Nabil. I'm gawking in disbelief. A kid as small as Nabil was hallucinating??

I dropped Nabil off to my bed. Then I sat down beside him.

"Darling, listen to papa. Nabil didn't have any friends at home, what if Nabil went to school. So have a friend!", I said.

Nabil nodded quickly.

"You papa!", he answered cheerfully.

I was a little relieved to hear he agreed to my idea. But...I still do not think out, how can I????

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Sorry if this part is gaje 😆