FIRSTBORN

STILL GRIEVING

Nadya and mother deliver Faiq and Bu Tatik to the veranda. This time Nadya seemed sincere to deliver Faiq home, and it did not escape the sight of the mother. There was relief because his daughter was indeed happy not to be with Faiq. It's just that giving blessing to Nadya and Alan at this time is not appropriate. What people said, after mourning directly received the proposal of brother-in-law. Impressed that Naila's death was expected of both, and mother avoided it. It is better for Nadya - Alan to wait for her haul Naila only.

"Tumben is out, can the husband-to-be smile?" Tempta Alan who saw Nadya carrying a tray to the kitchen.

"Again trying iklash just accept the circumstances."

"You mean?"

"Not mean anything."

"Don't tell me you want to accept Faiq as your future husband. Do you not remember Naila's words, he will try to realize your happiness until-" Alan stopped talking, because Naila's discussion is still very risky in the current atmosphere.

"Udah enough. Who said I accepted Faiq as my future husband?"

"So? Are you free? Not the dichroos again?"

Nadya nodded and smiled looking at Alan. The young man said Alhamdulillah, rubbing his face with both palms.

"Really?" make sure to keep staring at the girl.

"Wait another year, son of Alan. Pamali, if Naila hasn't already, we're having a wedding." The mother who just walked into the dining room.

Didn't expect Alan to be so bitter with Nadya. He could not even react like that. Flat and jutek impression lost out of nowhere. Not even shy if he became the first bride to propose Nadya.

Because it was the seventh day, and tahlil finished as a hug as before. Now the Ardhan family is back. Ardhan even cried, held in his mother-in-law's arms. It was Naila's face, her cherry, her chatter. Being married to Naila is a memory that will never be forgotten.

"Don't forget to keep praying for Naila yes Nak Ardhan, thank you for loving and loving Naila even though your marriage is only for a moment." Mom said as she hugged the son-in-law.

Ardhaan could only nod. His heart was still broken to find his beloved woman dead. He and Naila should build a happy household with the presence of a baby who has just stepped on 4 months in the womb of his wife. But what can happen when destiny speaks. Only one regret Ardhan, why he did not accompany his wife that day and chose to meet the professor. Oh, that happened already. Right now just pray Naila may get the best place on his side.

After Ardhan's family came home, Nadya and her mother entered Naila's room, observing every corner of her room. Cheerful nuances are felt in this room, photos from alay style to graduation photos when High School adorn the walls of the late room. Embedding the title made Nadya have to wipe her tears. Beloved sister, sister Yangbia fight for a happy life is now gone. Although later the blessing of the mother will be obtained, but believe me in the corner of Nadya's heart does not want to get it by exchanging the life of the sister. But back again, this is Naila's fate, no excess guilt.

"I'm sorry, Mom." Mom said as she opened the photo album Naila, sat on the edge of the bed, and occasionally wiped the tears that came out. "If only, the mother does not have confidence in the pamali, maybe you are already happy with each other's partner. No one's giving up, or dying like this." He was so excited then.

"Mother." Nadya hugged her mother. "It's not the mother's fault, but our sustenance is this limited, ma'am. Don't feel guilty continue, Naila over there must be sad. Even if Mas Alan and I were married, there would be regret too, because for our blessing Naila was like this. If only, I accepted sincerely, of course he wouldn't be here, would he?"

"This is the fault of the mother, the mother who cannot open the way of happiness for the children of the mother. You are now the hope of the mother, you must be happy, never obey the wishes of the mother if you do not like. Promise?"

Nadya nodded. Their family members are dwindling, living alone her and mother . It's time to create happiness for mom in her old age.

Nadya dear mother