Devotion of Love

Davin Al - Haq Zulkarnain

"Mama, Hanna hasn't prayed Isya yet. If possible, Hanna wants to pray in front of the house. Just now Hanna heard the voice of azan!"

"Why not pray at home? Hafidz will be the priest. They're getting ready. How good, you learned to know your family. Trying to clear the doubts in your heart!" Tika answered Hanna's request.

Hanna lowered her head right after hearing Tika's reply. A clear rejection appeared on Hanna's face. Tika approached Hanna, with Tika gently patting Hanna on the shoulder. Dropping Hanna's daydreams, an inner struggle that Hanna never knew why. Hanna looked up at Tika, a gaze full of worry. As if asking the right answer from his inner struggle.

"Tell mom, the reason for your concern. Mama feels there's a big wedge in your heart. Doubt or worry, no matter what? Tell me honestly to Mom. God willing, my mother will help you. Just give in, for the sake of your peace of heart!" Tika said warmly, Hanna looked at the mother who gave birth to her. The figure that disappeared from his memory. Even a shadow of the past that never appeared in his mind.

"I'm sorry Hanna, but was in the same room as Brother Hafidz. Hanna felt inappropriate. Hanna felt there was a connection between us in the past. But looking at his son Davin, I'm sure Brother Hafidz already has his happiness. As a Muslim, Hanna felt awkward being her aunt!"

"Why don't you figure out the relationship between you?" Sahut Tika, trying to provoke the memory of Hanna's past.

"No way!" Hanna said firmly, shaking her head. Tika looked at the astonished trunks of Hanna's head. It was not as if this was the answer Tika had expected.

"Why?"

"Hanna doesn't want to remember the past, not fear sadness or forget past happiness. But Hanna wanted to live in peace. Being a better person is beneficial for many people. Waking up from sleep after two years in a coma. As a sign, Hanna must take advantage of a new life. Trying to be grateful for the happiness that Hanna had once felt. Stop complaining of the pain Hanna's heart may have felt!"

"Including forgetting the people who love you or the people you love!"

"Mama, that affection will always be in Hanna's deepest heart. Although Hanna's memory is gone, but the feeling is there. Hanna doesn't recognize him at the moment. Later when Allah SWT returns Hanna's past, God willing Hanna will be happy to welcome her. But if Hanna has to forget those memories forever. Hanna was sincere, because it was all the best for Hanna!"

"Allah SWT has taken your two years with us. But Allah SWT returned the grown Hanna. Hanna is full of sincerity. Forgive the mother who cannot understand your heart!" Tika said warmly, Hanna nodded slowly.

Hanna leaned on Tika's body. Hanna was looking for a backrest, in a time when her heart was fragile and weak. The sound of Hanna's breathing, sounding soothing in Tika's ears. Happiness will be the return of Hanna, a little happiness that was lost. A lost smile is swallowed by a long sleep.

"Mama won't force you, remembering every piece of memory that disappeared. Mama just hopes everything will be back to how it was. Mama couldn't look Davin in the eye. The eyes always ask, where is my mom? Who's mama? Why did mom go? How's Davin without mama? What is mom doing? Questions from the eyes that keep missing you. Mom can wait for you to remember everything. But how long did Davin lose your affection?" Inner Tika pilu.

"Go baby, be careful on the road. Come back as soon as you finish praying. We'll have dinner together. Qaila your sister is coming, tonight we'll be together!" Tika said softly, Hanna nodded.

Hanna took her little bag. A bag containing prayer supplies and a gantu shirt stel. Hanna walked out of the kitchen. Right in front of the kitchen door, Hanna felt that something was pulling her hijab. Sontak Hanna stopped her steps. Hanna turned her head, saw two eyeballs Davin was looking at her fixedly. The little boy's hand held tightly to the tip of his hijab. Despite being astonished, Hanna bowed then crouched down in front of the three-year-old boy.

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Hanna held onto her chest that suddenly beat violently. Davin's beautiful eyes reminded him of Hafidz's beautiful eyes. But overall Davin's face is very similar to his. Long Hanna looked at Davin, trying to find a forgotten connection between herself and Davin. But all in vain, time seems not to want to remind the relationship that occurred between them.

"Who is he? Again and again my heart beats looking at him. Her warm breath touched my heart. What is my relationship with this handsome boy? Why do I feel so close? As if he meant so much to me in my life. The first time I saw him, something was different. My heart feels so close to him!" Inner Hanna.

"What's handsome?"

"Tante can't go!" Said in a typical voice of children, Hanna put on a knotty smile. Davin's handsome face warms Hanna's heart. It was as if Hanna was getting immeasurable happiness.

"Tante does not go, aunt just wants to pray congregation in front of the house!"

"Why not at home?" Said Davin plain.

"Tante doesn't like papa!" Davin said, both eyes widened. As if I couldn't believe Davin's question.

"Aunty,....!" Hanna was floating and confused.

"Wicked pretty aunt!"

"Davin, don't talk that hard. Aunt Hanna has needs outside. So aunty all praying isya outside. After the prayer, Aunt Hanna will return home!" Hafidz said, Davin turned his lips.

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"Bad papa!" Davin said, stomping his feet on the floor.

Hafidz shook his head in disbelief, Davin's annoyance tickled Hafidz's heart. While Hanna pensively received Davin's anger. Hanna feels innocent, so Hanna doesn't feel like she's upsetting Davin. Instead Tika smiled, there was a hint of happiness in her heart. Davin was able to recognize Hanna, though not completely. But the bond between the two, as if to show the relationship between them.

"He knew his real mother. The same thing you should feel Hanna. Your son recognized you with his innocence. Your heart should recognize it too. He's your flesh and blood, the nine-month-old son who grew up in the womb**u. Don't you recognize him? Can't your heart not shake at the sound of his voice? Long before he was born, your voice was heard by his ears. That is how cold your heart is, until the soft hands do not warm it. Hanna, he's your son that you've always loved. Your hand protected him all this time. Do not deny the voice of your heart, even if your mind does not recognize it. He's your son then, now or to come. It can't be changed, even if your two years of sleep forget it!" Inner Tika full of haru flavor.

"Darling, handsome boy. Papa's right, don't talk rude. Especially for older people. Especially to the one who always protects you. Now apologize to papa!"

"Tante, don't go!"

"Handsome boy, aunt only prays in mushola. Aunty promised you'd have dinner with you!" Hanna said soothingly.

"Promise!" Davin said loudly, while raising his little finger. Hanna nodded, then hooked her finger.

"God willing, aunty is coming!" Hanna said, then stood up to step. Hanna walked away, the voice of azan had long reverberated. Hanna was afraid of being late, to congregate.

"Horeeeee!" Shouting Davin excitedly, Hanna turned to Davin. He saw Davin cheering in excitement. The sound of Davin's leap echoed in Agam's magnificent home. The long-missed joy.

"Davin Al - Haq Zulkarnain!"

"I mean!" Sahut Hanna wonder.

"The boy who keeps whining, asks you to stay home. He's my son Davin!" Said warm Hafidz.

"Davin, what a name. Brave young man dashing pus, full of luck. May he be of benefit to the family and society!" Hanna said kindly, Hafidz nodded.

"Amamiyin!"

"Nothing is more valuable to my son. Besides the prayers from you Hanna. The mother who gave birth to her, the mother who always prayed for the good of the world and the hereafter in your consciousness and your escape. Thank you, Hanna, you're still fine. Even if you forget about me, at least I'm still halal looking at your face!" Inner Hafidz, while looking at Hanna's back away.

"Pacify yourself Hafidz, at least Hanna is still beside us!" Said Arkan.

"Right boy!"