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The hardest test is what happens when we are happy .
Wh why?
Because when we are happy, sometimes we forget ourselves. Sometimes when we are happy, we forget Him. And sometimes when we are happy, sometimes we boast.
Keep in mind.
God tests us with sorrow and God tests us with happiness.
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"Sorry Yumna, forgive Mama" Naazwa said, hugging Yumna from behind. Then he turned the little girl's body, to face her, who was standing on her knees, in order to align Yumna's body with her.
"You misunderstood Son, please listen to Mama, precisely because unfortunately Mama, same Yumna so Mama did this Son, Mama does not want Yumna sad later Honey, so therefore Mama away from you, Mama away from you, so you can forget Mama" Naazwa explained, wiping the tears of Yumna, which seemed to be flowing so fast.
"But why Mah? Did Umna do anything wrong? Hiks.hiks.." asked the little girl, with such a pitiful look.
"No Honey! You're not wrong" Naazwa said, shaking his head.
"Why then Mah? Is Umna not worthy of having a Mama? Hiks.. hiks..." lirih Yumna whose stuffing is getting heartbreaking. And the question and the stuffing were heartbreaking to Naazwa.
"Dear, don't say that. Mama's heart hurts, hiks..You deserve a Mama, hiks.but it's not Aunty Azwa, honey," replied Naazwa, whose tears she no longer could hold back.
"But why Mah? Hiks.hiks.." asked Yumna who was seen she had not understood the words of Naazwa.
"Yumna, in five days, Aunty will marry Uncle Hans, and that means Aunty will have her own family, her own children. So can't Aunty always be with Yumna? So Aunty beg Yumna not to let Yumna obsess over Aunty, will you?" obviously Naazwa, gently and carefully.
"May? Had Uncle not been married to Mama, would Mama still be Mama Umna?" the little girl asked, sounding soft.
"God willing, if Allah wills, Yumna" Naazwa replied, wiping away his tears.
"Don't God willing Mah, but Mama must promise," urged Yumna, holding both of Naazwa's cheeks.
"Can't Umna, Aunty doesn't dare to promise anymore" Naazwa said, grabbing Yumna's hands on her cheeks.
Hearing Naazwa Yumna's answer, she lowered her face, "Umna understood, hiks..Umna doesn't want Mama to promise anymore! Hix..The promise of the hospital alone, Mama has disavowed! Hicks ..hiks.. If Umna knew it was a lie! Hiks..hiks..maybe Umna prefers to follow Mama Hiks who gave birth to Umna only.hiks..hiks.."
Naazwa immediately gasped when he heard Yumna's words, as soon as he immediately embraced Yumna, "No Yumna, do not say like that, son, hiks.hiks.. ! Forgive Aunty, Yumna, Aunty is completely helpless! Hiks.hiks.. Aunty didn't mean to lie to you Yumna, hiks.hiks,"
Naazwa's cry broke, her heart was so sick, hearing Yumna's words, guilt, fear gathered together in her heart. Making her breath feel tight, when imagining, the words of Yumna who prefers to follow her biological mother. That means he'll never see that clever little girl.
"Mama, Umna is tired, Umna wants to sleep" Yumna said.
"Well then Umna, bobo used to be in Aunty's lodge, yes" replied Naazwa, but not responded by Yumna, because he had drooped in Naazwa's arms, "Yumna?" grill it gently.
But Yumna did not respond. To make Naazwa a little anxious, he immediately shook Yumna, and brought her to his lodge. After Naazwa disappeared behind the door of her cottage.
Suddenly a man appeared from behind a tree. His eyes look red, even the grains of tears had fallen. But he quickly brushed it off, then he just left, with his quick steps.
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While inside Naazwa's cabin.
"But why is your face paling Yumna? Are you okay, son?" Naazwa looked so anxious to see Yumna's face, which grew increasingly pale.
"Would Ana just call Bang Dika? But surely at this time Bang Dika is busy, this is working hours," muttered Naazwa who looks increasingly restless. Or should Ana take her to the hospital only time?" he muttered again, as he touched Yumna's forehead.
"Astaghfirullah you have Yumna fever! Ana better take him to the hospital!" Naazwa also intends to carry Yumna's body, back. But Yumna's hand grabbed him, and placed him on his chest.
"Mama? Umna is okay. Umna was just tired of Mah," said Yumna in a weak voice, but her lips were adorned with a sweet smile, at Naazwa. Then with her eyes so sad, Yumna looked into Naazwa's eyes, saying, "Mama? Can Umna, bobo be drugged one last time?"
Hearing the little one's words, somehow Naazwa's chest suddenly rippled. And for some reason he was suddenly overwhelmed with an unusual fear. Plus the unpleasant feeling, making it more and more erratic.
"What did you say Yumna! Can't say last time! For that you cannot argue with Mama! We need to get to the hospital!" nazwa said, then he immediately carried Yumna's body, and with quick steps he sought help so that he could get to the hospital as soon as possible.
"Yumna?" Suddenly a man called his name and he turned his head.
"Don't Hans? Bang can take Ana to the hospital?" he asked the man, who turned out to be Hans. Seeing the look in Naazwa's eyes, Hans went straight to the car and opened the door
"Come on Yumna" he said. And without further ado, Nazwa went up. And not how long Hans also went up and immediately drove his car quickly.
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Title: Mahligai Cinta Zeda Humaira Emerson
Author :SkySal
Chapter snippets....
"You .. very beautiful, Zeda Humaira. I can't even find the proper words to describe your beauty." Aira immediately blushed in embarrassment at the compliment of her husband, the first man to look at her face and praise her so affectionately.
"May I again kiss your forehead as an expression of my love?"
"Do you .. love me?" Aira asked with a slightly wrinkled forehead.
"Of course, we get married because we're in a match, but I marry you, say a contract in your name, because I love you. I don't know why or how, but here...." Arsyad carried Aira's hand to his chest, where his heart was beating very fast. "There's love for you."
"Your love is an amazing gift to me, Mas Arsyad," replied Aira lirih.
"I just hope, there's love for me in your heart, Aira."
Arsyad drew her face closer to Aira's face and then she kissed Aira's forehead so gently while Aira could only close her eyes, enjoying the kiss of her husband that felt so warm in her heart.
"What do you want from me and from our marriage, honey?" Ask Arsyad then.
"Bringing our love to glory, Mass Arsyad."
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