GIRL VEILED Green Eyed V DUDA KIDS Twins Four.
PILGRIMED.
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Believing that what we have today is a deposit from God makes it easier to let go of what is in our grasp. Believing that friends, friends, family, parents, even spouses are a deposit from God, will make us lighter if we have to lose. All are but a deposit that God can take at any time. And as believers, of course we will be sincere with all our heart when the owner asks for it back.
“To Allah belongs whatever is in the heavens and what is on the earth, and (knowledge) Allah is All-encompassing.” [Q.S An-Nisa: 126].
Even this body is not ours.
إِنَّا لِلَّهِ وَإِنَّا إِلَيْهِ رَاجِعُونَ
“We belong to God and to Him we shall return".
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Next day.
In the morning after breakfast with Rio took his family to Cindy's grave. This is the first time Naazwa has swarmed there. After a trip that took a long distance. Finally, the car driven by Gilang was parked right in front of the tomb gate. Because it was still morning, around the tomb it looked so quiet. Even the florist was not seen. Makes Yumna look sad. Because usually it is he, who will first approach the flower trader.
"Yeah..Dad, the florist doesn't exist! Then how do we get to Mamah's tomb if there's no flowers?" lamented the little girl, whose face looked sad. Naazwa also smiled at the face whose lips looked sullen.
"What are flowers for?" asked Naazwa gently.
"Yes to be sown in the grave of Mamah dong My," replied Yumna.
"Ooh, yes already if there are no flowers to sow. What if we replace it by sowing prayer. Surely your Mom would be happier if sprinkled with prayers by these beautiful and handsome children. Believe me the same Mymah, surely your Mama will smile happily, because her son and daughter have sprinkled prayers, for?" naazwa said gently. As he stroked Yumna's head lovingly. And at the same time.
"True Yumna, prayer is even better than flowers. So why be sad when there are no flowers,"
Hearing those words, from someone, spontaneously Rio, Naazwa and the quadruplets, instantly turned to the source of the voice.
"A'a Amy, Brother Ziah, Papah Affin Mamah!" said Yumna, whose face immediately changed. When he saw the Daffin family had come.
"Assalamu'alaikum" said the Daffin Seca family at the same time.
"Wa'alaikumus greetings," replied the Rio family, who also sounded compact.
"Heh. That's so cool your informant!" chirps Rio, while smiling sideways.
"That's too late! Did you guys get there last night?" reply Daffin.
"Eeeh, why even discuss what is not important anyway? Tell me I'm here to make a pilgrimage? So let's go to Cindy's grave! It will be a heat rush to pity the children" Meira scolded, because she knew, if the two men met, there would be a debate for them. Before that happens, you have to take the initiative first.
"Ty Ira Bang said, we should, as soon as possible, make a grave pilgrimage. So that the children do not overheat," continued Naazwa, while reaching for Yumna and Yunda's hands.
"Yes if, let's go to the tomb," asked Rio, as he grabbed the hands of his two sons. Eventually, they all began to walk into the tomb gate. And walk down the path of the cemetery. Until the moment they began to approach Cindy's grave, suddenly Yumna, pulled the hand that was being roasted by Naazwa. Then he ran to the mother's grave first. It made Naazwa a little surprised, also worried.
"Astaghfirullah Yumna! You want.." reprimanded Naazwa, but was immediately cut off by Rio.
"It's not papa Naz, he always has. It was because he wanted to greet his mother first," Rio explained, as is.
"Oooh.." Naazwa reply only oh ria only.
While Yumna who first went to the mother's grave, now stands right beside Cindy's tombstone, "Assalamu'alaikum Mama," he said as he kissed the tombstone.
"Mama's happy Umna's coming? Mama must have missed Umana?" said the little one, as he picked up the dry leaves that were in the grass just above the tomb, and,
"But sorry Mah, Umna did not bring flowers for Mama. But Mama do not worry, because today Umna will sprinkle Mama with prayer really. So Mama don't be sad anymore? Oh yes, Mah, Umnah came with Mymah too. Later Mamah acquaintance yes with Mymah," said Yuman again, whose eyes now even look around the cemetery, which happens to be not far from Cindy's tomb, there is a Cambodian tree that looks below it scattered white flowers.
"Eh, there's flowers! Wait, Mah, Umna get the flower first" said Yumna, who then approached the Cambodian tree. And took the flowers scattered beneath him.
"Eh, Yumna, what do you want Bei?" asked Naazwa, who turned out to be watching Yumna's movements.
"He just wants to take the flowers anyway Naz, maybe he wants to put it on his mother's grave" Rio replied. And sure enough, after the flowers collected Yumna also returned to the mother's grave and she arranged the flowers on the grave of the Mother.
"Alhamdulillah, is Mama's grave beautiful?" yumna said as she smiled sweetly. Making Naazwa, Rio, Daffin and Meira smile at him.
"Maa shaa Allah, as much as he pleased, just adorned his mother's grave," Naazwa said.
"Alhamdulillah, that's what Yumna is like, its simplicity is very similar to her mother," said Meira, who also looks so fragrant.
"Yes, now we pray'a first yuk, then hot hunt," asked Rio, who now he has rested on the side of Cindy's grave. Then Rio immediately invited them all to pray with him who led the prayer.
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