Dimadu Tak Semanis Honey

Bonus #3

..."Only you, who play in my imagination, can't forget. I can't stand it...

...Maybe until later, my hair is dull and gray, but my love for you won't change."...

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When this heart is longing. When this body is in need, and when this soul falls for the longing that is not mired in the figure that I can no longer reach, only the chanting of prayer that I can pray.

Every magrib finish. I never once left the Qur'an, I read the Surah of Yasin as my greeting to the priest who was far away.

I leave longing for the divine, I pray that he will always be in the most beautiful place. In heaven.

"Mother .. can you come in?" a small voice was waiting behind the closed door. Waiting not to dare to enter before I give my permission.

"Yes, Son. Come inside." He appears in sleeping pyjamas motifs of a navy-colored star moon. His face was smiling, that was the strength of my heart all along.

My little angel thrust out a hand, asking for Salim and kiss. I prayed that he would be a righteous child, blowing right on his crown.

"Here, sit." I motioned him to sit on my lap. With a sigh she approached and sat on my lap.

"Tonight, can't you be the same Mother?" door hesitated. I know, he's probably afraid I won't allow it. I always asked him to sleep in his own room, Erlangga said boys should be brave, later if the child he was in school would tell him to sleep separately. And I did whatever she used to want.

"Why? the boy must be brave. Let's take care of the mother if it's big later."

"No fear .." He didn't want me to think of him as a coward. "I miss my mother." suddenly her face was sad as she looked at me.

"May, tonight, ok."

"Okeh." he held out both thumbs of his hand.

"The body after the prayer isya, yes. Magrib yet?"

"Udah, same as me."

"Pinter really the mother's child .. more dear if gini." I tease him. Pinched his cheeks and tickled his stomach. Aksa who could not stand the tickle, immediately laughed and tried to run away. What power, he's just a kid who can't beat my energy.

"Please. Mother ... Father, tolooong." he shouted in between his blaring laughter. For a moment I was stunned. Yes ... If there is Erlangga, maybe the atmosphere will be different at this time. O Allah .. strengthen the servant. As soon as I pat it, I tease Aksa again. We laughed and ran around. Trying to be happy.

"Darling, if our son does not forget to teach him to pray and njai, so that we can pray if we have faced the divine." Erlangga stroked my stomach which was getting bigger. Sniffing and kissing my stomach was the thing he liked the most. In fact, he could fall asleep hugging her.

"If women are what? all children should be taught that."

"Yes, but he's a hotshot. If you are not educated with religious knowledge, you are afraid you cannot control your attitude."

"Yes, honey. We will teach him about the science of God. You must teach him to pray, teach him to be a good priest."

"Hm." Erlangga who was hugging my stomach woke up, approached and looked at me sharply. "Darling, be happy even if one day I don't take care of you. Life must go on. Forgetting me might be hard. But not saying my departure was much more painful. Do not deny God's will, so you will feel lighter stepping."

"Don't say that, I'll never be able to part with you, don't talk about this again, I don't like it."

"God's destiny is beautiful if we can legowo. We never know what his plan is. But the best plan is God's will, not ours. Bismillah and sure. Try to be happy ...."

"But, dear ..." I saw him smile so sweetly. His face looks very handsome, just like the first time I met him, where he built a road in my village. Just why is this view getting blurred?

My body feels shaken. I vaguely heard someone calling. Slowly my consciousness recovered, I immediately opened my eyes upon hearing Aksa's voice.

"Bun ...."

"What's the matter, baby?" i turned. And saw him sitting.

"You drink. But, there's no water in this room. wanna come out scared."

"Astaghfirullah ..." I wiped my face. It turned out I was just dreaming of meeting him. Oh Allah .. thank you. My longing was a little healed despite meeting her only in a dream.

"Attent, yeah. Mother take the water first." Aksa nodded. I put my feet out of bed. Put on your sandals and go to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I don't know, my heart feels happy. Unknowingly a smile continued to adorn this face. His embrace felt so real, the look in his eyes made my heart beat.

This hand was stroking the stomach he had just kissed. Wh why? why is it all still so felt. I would have prostrated myself every night if I had a dream like this. Meeting him and chatting like when I can really still touch him.

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