GRINNED

CHAPTER 70: Sleep Calmly, Zahara

Zahara, here we come.

If yesterday, only I visited you. Today, we can all come see you.

Lookyour daughter. Now he has grown as cheerful as when we were together. He willfully never meet you, before - because I fear you will be sad in your eternal sleep. He was very sad when you left. Until he finds a shadow of you, in the woman, who is currently holding him.

Her name is Adinda Humaira, I don't want to wish you. Do not be jealous of him. Destiny brought me to him. He has filled my days and your daughter's. Strengthen us to receive you, go to face the Divine first. You are still in my heart, even though you are no longer by my side.

Now rest in peace. I've found out who purposely separated us. But I can't punish him. Do not be angry when I forgive him. Because he was also the one protecting your daughter, until he got himself hurt.

It's a real mistake. But it makes me helpless. He's Mayasa. She's my sister, Zahara.

I'm sorry, Zahara.

Now sleep quietly.

Let Anya, I will take care with Dinda and Mayasa.

On the other hand, Mayasa looked teary. While staring at the mound of land that was now studded with flowers in front of him.

Brother Zahara. I'm sorry ...

I'm really sorry. I'll keep your daughter while I can.

Fatihah ....

Zaidan led a prayer over the mound of earth. Every week he goes, unbeknownst to his family.

After sowing all the flowers brought and watering on the mound. They left the tomb quietly.

"Dad, whose tomb was it?"

Anya broke the daydreams of Zaidan, who still imagined the memories of the past, to shed tears without realizing it. Then he grabbed the handkerchief that was in front of him. From the hands of someone who has now become Zahara's surrogate in real life.

"Tomb of Zahara's mother, dear."

He glanced at Dinda. His face looks sad. Zaidan realized that there was a heart that was burned with jealousy.

"Mother, forgive me."

"**Yes. Humaira understood., Father."

"Thank you."

"Sleeping?"ask Anya.

" Mother sleeps quietly in His lap. Now, Zahara's mother isn't bleeding anymore."

Anya's laughter shows her rows of white teeth. Could it be that the shadow of the bloody mother Zahara has now disappeared from her imagination.

Everyone walks in silence. Not so with Anya. I heard a song from his mouth. Break the silence in the cemetery. Neither Zaidan nor Dinda let him, wanting to stop him.

Until they arrive, where Zaidan parked his car.

"Amah in the back?"

"Yes, Dad."

Zaidan opens the door for Anya and Mayasa, while Dinda helps him to sit in the car. Zaidan cleaned his wheelchair. To be put in the trunk.

"Now we're going to Oma Haydi. Ready everything." said Zaidan when he was ready behind the wheel.

"Ready, Dad."

Dinda and Mayasa just smile watching the dialogue between father and daughter.

While Zaidan was engrossed in turning the car engine calmly.

On, they left the cemetery. Drove a car on a road that never deserted. Not as busy on weekdays.

"How, Mother Dinda. Ready it!"

"Ready for?"

"Yes ...."Zaidan laughed while driving quietly.

"Facing my brothers."

"Shaffa and Layla are there."

"Lha, I still have another brother huh, sister. Besides Layla."

"True, Mayasa." replied Zaidan,"There was the smallest Shaffa. I just graduated from SLTA this year. And just enrolled in college yesterday."

"We're brothers a lot, brother."

"Not-not. We're people's brothers, not a lot (goose)."

"Sister!!!!" Mayasa yells.

"Lho's real, right?"

"This one .. It's just fine."Dinda glanced at Zaidan who was laughing happily.

Not felt, even at Haydi's mom's house.

"Sister?" Mayasa looked a little agitated.

"Not what.",

Zaidan stopped the car. Then take the wheelchair in the trunk. It is ready to be occupied. Anya and Mayasa got out of the car together, from different doors.

At the door of the house, Zaidan rang the doorbell. Soon the door was open. Shaffa stood looking at her brother coming. His gaze was fixed on the figure that was in front of Zaidan.

"Wa 'alaikum salam, Brother." His eyes were still fixed on Mayasa who was sitting in a wheelchair. Being pushed by Zaidan.

"Sister, who is he?"Shaffa's face was stunned. She welcomed her brother's hand, who was about to embrace her.

"Shaffa .. can you come in?"

"By, Brother. Isn't this also my sister's house?"

Shaffa gave Zaidan and the others a way to get inside the house.

"Sister-in-law," said Shaffa

Dinda also hugged her sister-in-law warmly.

"Hi little sister, Anya."

"I am now Anya's sister, Aunt Shaffa ..." Anya protested.

"Oh yeah .. now it's a big sister ..." Shaffa glanced at Zaidan's brother and sister-in-law.

"I want another niece, sister?"

Zaidan did not reply, only frowning.

"Shaffa, where's mami?"

"In the room, brother. Not feeling well."

"The medicine is drunk, isn't it?"

"Yes, that's mom. Sometimes I want to drink, sometimes I don't want to."

"I'm going to see mommy first."

"Sister, I wasn't introduced to .." Her index finger pointed at Mayasa who was just silently watching the warmth of her little brother, Shaffa said.

Mayasa immediately reached out a hand that Shaffa warmly welcomed.

"May."

"Shaffa."

"We're going to mami's place first!"

"Good, Brother."

Zaidan takes Mayasa and Dinda to his mom's room. Anya had run to find him first.

Shaffa disappeared somewhere. Maybe in the kitchen. Hobbyize. Or ....

It turns out that Shaffa is headed to Layla's room, her older sister.

"Sister Layla, here dech." Shouted Shaffa. Although her voice was soft, it was enough to make Layla shocked.

"What's sich Dik?"

"And .. if you enter that person's room, tap first. So that you are not surprised."

"Sorry, Brother. Brother Zaidan came."

"Thank God. If it has come. But as agreed, this is not the time yet. Maybe we miss."

"Not that, Brother."

"Then ...?"

"It's dech, brother. Come with me to my mom's room."

"In the meantime, I'll wear the hijab first" Layla said as she tidied up her untidy headscarf. Understand that she has just learned to wear a hijab.

"Here, I'm really."

Layla just followed her sister. Who skillfully tidied up her brother's hijab.

"Where is my sister going. It's so neat."

"You delivered the invitation."

"Yes?"

"Sir Aris."

"Oh .... Brother's dating Aris, huh?"

"No, it's because it's Mr. Zaidan who appointed us to take care of the reception. So you don't want brother often go together with brother Aris. God willing, my brother will be awake with her."

"If you have a heart, then Aris is the same. Shaffa will be happy."

"Come ..."

"It has. Kok ngelantur. He said he wanted to take brother to see brother Zaidan."

Shaffa quickly pulled Layla's hand towards her mammoth room.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mum."

"Come on Shaffa, Layla."

Layla was stunned, as she looked at the girl in the wheelchair. Mirror himself. And it just so happens that the clothes he wears are the same, just a little different in color.