
We leave Abu who is digging up the fields. Now we see it in the house of Aslihah. It is true what Ulum said, that there were already three men who proposed to him. Nevertheless, Aslihah did not accept any of them.
"I'm sorry we deck.. Liha now there is a candidate," refused bu Indah subtly.
"Candidate Ma'am, who? Is it the Jakarta people?" The man who proposed.
"Not this time the people of this area really," ma'am Indah explained but did not say that the man was Abu. Bu Indah knows Abu has not given a clear answer about this matchmaking. However, the beautiful ma'am had high hopes for Abu.
"Okay, Ms. Indah, I say sorry to interrupt her time" the man left Aslihah's house.
While Aslihah chooses not to meet people, it is better to cook in the kitchen.
"Umma.." call Ais currently sitting in the kitchen. I mean to help Liha, but just****** tomatoes to mess up.
"What a pity. O Allah. kok his tomatoes are crushed," Liha crouched in front of Ais.
"Umma... Where's Om? Why don't you come," Ais just collect the appointment. For three days Ais asked Abu, but Liha was only an excuse.
"It's a pity. kayaknya Om has returned to Jakarta dech" Liha was forced to lie, and continue to lie, so that his son did not ask questions.
"Hiks hyks..." Ice crying. "Umma. we follow Om to Jakarta. Come Umma..." Ais pulled Liha's arm.
If this is the case Liha is only sad.
"Why dear... same grandma yuk.." mom Indah persuaded her granddaughter.
"grandmother... Umma did not want to be invited to follow Om Abu.." her fight while crying.
"Now join the grandmother to feed the goat yuk.." grandmother carrying Ais invited her out. Saw a goat in the cage next door.
Liha took a heavy breath leaning against the kitchen cabinet. "Why did you leave so soon, Bang Imron, forsake me and your son.." lamented Liha shed tears. She knew what she was doing was wrong, for lamenting the death of her husband. Actually Liha wanted to erase the memories of the good memories with her beloved husband, but why is it so difficult?
Liha did the cooking an hour later, cooked the dishes, then washed the dishes. Hearing the footsteps approaching, Liha turned her head to stop her activity. Staring at her mother was not okay.
"Until when do you want to be stubborn like this Liha?!" ketus bu Indah while pouring water from the teapot then gulp it after sitting on a chair.
"Where's Bun?" not answering mother's question. I guess I just asked back.
"Ais bobo," replied Ms. Indah then moved to feel disappointed with her daughter. Why does Liha only think of herself? Insensitive to his son who needs a father figure.
From morning to night, Bu Indah silenced Liha more. If her grandson asks Abu, Beautiful entertains in her own way. Bu Indah also put Liha to sleep before finally moving to her own room.
"Yes.." Liha chased after the beautiful ma'am, not strong silenced her mother as now. The body of the mother from behind. Liha attaches the cheek to the body of the mother still wants to be pampered. Ms. Lovely closed her eyes, still sitting on the bedside. He felt Liha's tears wetting his body.
Bu Indah returned to her body to return the affection of her daughter. "Why.." - Lovely Mom.
"I'm not not not thinking about Ais Bun, but I still can't forget Bang Imron" Liha said on the sidelines sobbing.
"Astagfirrel... Liha. you must repent immediately, son. Your attitude is the same as lamenting over your husband who is destined only here can accompany you. And it's haram Liha, "bu Indah stretched out a hug staring fixedly at the face of her daughter who was shrinking tears.
"Liha. realize, son, in this life there is a route, from birth, to being a baby, and a child like Ais, will grow into a teenager, then an adult"
"And in the end God will call any creature just waiting its turn, including us. You certainly know more, than Mother is Nak, surely we will be left behind and leave the people we love" advice mom Indah at length.
"Liha. see Mother, how different I am from you, we are both in the husband's house. But mother does not want to dissolve. Because you have to be excited for you and in the end you grow up to be a smart teenager, even now you are a mother"
"But why does Mother herself not want to get married? It must be because I think of you, right" cut Liha.
"That's not why Liha... Your father left your mother when you were SMK, you think you already understand that enough. While Ice? Your son wants to be like his friends Liha. have a father who can spoil him, and you think only Abu is the right person" advises Miss Indah.
"But Liha was ashamed of Bun..why mother was also desperate to match us, I am a Bun woman" Liha felt inappropriate if the women seemed to be chasing.
"Who said mother chasing, Liha. pak haji Umar himself who came here to propose you" honestly ma'am Indah.
"Oct..." Aslihah and the beautiful maam rushed over to Ais who was standing in the middle of the door. Ice apparently woke up next to no Umma or grandma.
"Oh Allah.. Liha's body was very hot Bun," Aslihah was panicked.
"Yes Allah.right Liha," the beautiful ma'am rubbed her grandson's forehead.
"Darling..." Aslihah carried Ais to take her to the room. Then Mrs Indah immediately take the compress.
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The morning after dawn a young man was kamat kamit berdzikir in the mosque not far from his home. He is Abu, along with other early morning worshipers. The index thumb twirled the prayer beads until the other morning worshipers returned to their homes.
A few minutes later, he finally put on his sandals and went home.
"Assalamualaikum.." Greetings Ulum when passing by Abu in front of the mosque.
"Waalacumsalam...
"You don't pray dawn to Lum's mosque?" ask Abu.
"Now I want to pray Ustadz," Ulum hastily.
"You're having bad luck?" Abu wonder usually Ulum diligent to the mosque.
"No Ustadz. I just returned the car we rented last night" Ulum said. "Kak Liha's son will enter the hospital" Ulum said.
"What... Ice hurts?" Ulum.
"Betul Ustad, his body last night convulsing," Ulum said. When 9 pm pass the front road of Aslihah house. Ulum saw Lihah was panicking crying while holding Aisyah. At adi bu Indah who will walk to the hospital.
Ulum immediately helped him find a car that could be borrowed. Lucky to arrive in front of the subdistrict there is one of the residents who lent a vehicle.
"Keep how's Ais Lum doing?" there was worry on Abu's face.
"At this time when you don't know," concluded Abu. He will pray soon because of the sudden time.
Abu Miftah's.
Asliha.
Aisha.
Ananta
Sumida.
Komarudin.
Seriate.