Earth Love Qibla

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Some time after the death of Uti a quiet atmosphere enveloped the big house. Mangos have started to be picked and distributed to neighbors. Ayas now makes the front of their house used for posyandu activities. Monthly activities on special health services for toddlers and pregnant women. At least it makes the atmosphere of the house warmer.

Although only once held, but a little change the condition of the house to be warmer. The schedule of studying the Earth has now changed to ba'da dhuhur. So when Maghrib himself was already home. He remains enthusiastic about learning tajwid science so that his al-Qur'an reading is better. His activity reading the translation of each surah also took his time, so he no longer looked at the drama let alone just open the sosmed.

Shame on children who have even memorized reading surah yasin makes it more active in learning. Now no longer need text when reading shalawat nariyah. His prayers began to be familiarized in time, even when the Adhan reverberated himself ready on the prayer mat.

Although his heart was still filled with a sense of gamelan, he still tried not to think about it. The longing for Akash who suddenly often sneaked in filled the recesses of his heart he always tepis. The time to meet Hafidz is no longer intense. The man was really busy with his activities.

Occasionally reply to a message if he does not meet, Hafidz number on Earth contact he has not given a name. I don't know, it's hard to accept that guy.

A beautiful morning on Sunday. Part of it is the mother finished cooking. Various preparations have been presented at the dining table. Even two full bushels are ready to be packed for Bumi Bawa to Bu Haji Endah's house.

"Are you ready?" ayas asked as Earth walked out of her room. Wearing a long skirt with an oversized hoodie top.

"Have dong," answered the carefree Earth.

"Whose clothes are you wearing?" ayas asked suspiciously, it was like a man's clothes.

"Shirt me dong," The earth says.

"That's not your shirt" Ayas said. Where there if it's his shirt but it's oversized, until his arm has to be rolled up. "Whose clothes?" urged Ayas.

"His sister Akash" answered the Earth no longer evasive.

"Earth, you are...."

"Mam, please. This once!" The earth begged, his hands clenched under his chin as he blinked his eyes.

"But, son...." Ayas did not continue to see the look of his daughter who continued to pray.

Finally relented, letting the girl wear the shirt. Whether accidentally left behind or what, Earth finds the hoodie in the bathroom. It still smells like Akash perfume, but now it's been washed.

By using his personal ojeg Bumi set out to the residence of Bu Haji Endah. Lili greeted him enthusiastically as he arrived.

"Your mama is the champion when cooking," praised Lili when opening the contents of the bushel.

"This is for Mrs Haji" tell Bumi to appoint the other one.

"There deliver to the home of your future father-in-law!" lili's Edit.

"Bi Lili is with dong!" pinta Bumi, somehow it still feels awkward unlike Ummi.

"Yes, Aunt for the first two of these foods so that some can be given to santri." Said Bi Lili while busy scooping the side dish into the plate.

Arriving at the house of Bu Haji saw him sitting relaxing on the terrace, the state of the house is quiet.

"Uncle has gone to the garden?" ask Lili

"Yes, Mas Hafidz too." Bu Haji replied, as if knowing that from earlier Earth was like looking for someone.

"Earth wants to come later to bring food to the garden?" ask Haji Endah.

"May, Haji Ma'am. Harvesting?" ask Earth for pleasantries.

"Mas Hafidz and Santri were picking mangoes there, if you used to take care of the plants from the weeds." Tell Mrs Haji.

The earth just nodded in understanding. Thanks to the food he brought, Mrs Haji Endah no longer needs to cook. In the morning, they spent it by helping Lili tidy up duck eggs that would be sold to salted egg makers.

Time is always fast passing, just settled some box adzan dhuhur already reverberating. Bumi immediately prayed and prepared to deliver lunch to Pak Haji and also Hafidz who was still in the garden.

Before leaving, when Bu Haji was still about to wear sandals suddenly a santri came and brought a message from Hafidz to bring his cellphone left in the room.

"Please get me yes, Earth." said Bu Haji.

"No, what did Earth enter Mas Hafidz's room?" ask Earth a little doubt.

"No, you know where the room is?" asked Bu Haji reassuringly, do not let the wrong room enter.

"Know dong, Mom. The brown door is near the dining room, right?" timpal Earth while opening the sandals and only wearing socks back into the house.

This was the first time Earth had entered the room of that super-strange man. Playing slowly the door handle, making a squeaking sound there. The fragrance of the perfume that Hafidz often used smelled when the door was opened.

The room is neat, although there is only one cupboard with a bed and study table. Nice room for a man. The earth swept its gaze looking for the existence of that flat object.

His eyes caught the phone on a study desk that might now turn into a desk. His steps slowly towards the table, his eyes catching a portrait piece lying next to the mobile phone.

A portrait of a beautiful girl, on the back there is a very sweet sentence. Earth felt her chest rumble from the first moment she saw the portrait. Why did Hafidz keep portraits of other girls in his room?

With trembling hands Earth again put the portrait. Trying to calm down, later can be asked directly to Hafidz. How thought. His hand is now raised to take Hafidz's cellphone which when touched is immediately lit up and again makes Earth shocked to see the wallpapper in the form of a beautiful carved name written in hijaiyah letters.

The Earth's body is increasingly shaking, but as much as possible he covers the situation. Do not want to cause questions in the mind of Bu Haji. Let's ask Hafidz what does all this mean? kenpa Hafidz accepts the match if he keeps another name in his heart.

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Elsewhere, Akash plays with Alisha. The little girl was sitting on Akash's stomach lying on the living room sofa.

"Oom buy ice cream," he asked, now his speech was easier to understand.

Akash, who had just returned from Bogor that day, found that the little girl was already at Ummi's house.

"Ama Oom ajah, Oom." Alisha pulls Akash's hand.

"Oom's tired, honey. The same onty Natnat?" tawar Akash's.

"No, Onti Natnat jahil." Adu Alisha while folding both hands on the chest.

"Bikin' milk, huh?" Akash made an offer.

"Hubnyaj klimmm ice, huaaaa" and the cry broke along with her ravenous self running for something.

"Eeh, don't run!" a tired Akash chased his nephew who ran towards the kitchen.

Alisha was standing in front of the refrigerator.

"Onti Natnat puna es klimdi sinih." He said while pointing at the refrigerator.

"There's koq, take it!" nadia's new voice came with a small plate in her hand making Alisha's smile expand.

"Take Oom, come on!" Alisha pulls Akash's hand again.

The man finally opened the refrigerator and sure enough various variants of ice cream were in the freezer section of the refrigerator.

"It's all you got, Dek?" ask Akash.

"Yes, it's enough to make a heart that's upset again to be cool." Answer Nadia, though,

"Why are you?" search for Akash, open the ice cream pack and hand it over to Nadia.

"Sir Zha was angry that his son was loved so much." Nadia Protest.

Alisha ran back to the middle of the house.

"Let's go, the important one's the henchman." Akash answered, defend yourself. "How dare he be angry with me now."

"Sister, be better with Brother Zha. Poor loh Ummi to mind." Adu Nadia, because Ummi's health is indeed declining.

"Yes, this is also me deliberately here to meet Brother Zha." Akash hugged his sister's neck with his arms.

"Why why?" ask him again.

"Not what, take care of Alisha. I'm going to study."

Nadia breaks away from Akash and pushes her shoulder to meet Alisha, the child must be accompanied when eating ice cream can fall apart.

However, when he returned to the living room already saw Zahra and Ilham there. At first the atmosphere was awkward, but somehow Zahra suddenly scattered into the arms of Akash with a broken cry. Repeatedly apologized and tightly wrapped his hands around the waist of his sister who was much taller than him.

"Udah dong, Brother. I don't feel good about Alisha. Look at him follow his sad face."

"Sorry Brother, sorry Kash."

"Sister, don't talk about it anymore." Akash this time rubbed the head of Zahra.

"Kash, Brother is sorry too." Inspiration approached, patting Akash's back shoulder.

"Yes, Bang. I'm also sorry if something's wrong." Akash said, bringing his brother's body to sit down.

"Umma janan nangis, later it's sad dedek in the saddle." Alisha said, the ice cream had dirty the front of her headscarf.

"Yes, Brother. Udah, if Ummi saw later considered it not a shady." Akash is calming back.

"Yes, Honey. Akash is sorry for us." Bujuk Ilham's.

Zahra, according to her, removed her hug from Akash's body. He rubbed his cheeks with the hijab he was wearing.

"Earth has received another man, Kash." Tell Zahra.

"Before the yellow janur curved, it can still be stabbed Sis." Akash said sure.

"Even before the yellow flag flutters can still be pursued," Ilham encouraged.

"Hus, you've got a bang! not really a lecturer." Nadia said, blasting her lips.

"If you need help cornering and chasing, you're ready to help, Kash." Said warm.

Akash just nodded. A warm feeling in the heart enveloped itself. This time, he was able to talk this close to Ilham.

Just this time Ilham showed his attitude as a good brother-in-law. One more wisdom that God left for Inspiration, with the events of yesterday he could not force all his will. Even that regret felt in his heart every time he remembered it. Inspiration to be a person who can appreciate each other more.

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