HEAVEN LOVE IN BISMILLAH

HOMECOMING

Assalamualaikum, Sister... Today Zahra went home to her mom and dad. Sister Nur came home too yes, same kids... Zahra...

Zahrana was trying hard to move her mind and courage just to write a short message that will be sent to her brother through the WA application on his phone.

That morning he had finished preparing to fulfill his desire last night to come with Hidayat to his parents' house which he had not been a long time before.

"Deliver your greetings to your father, mother and Muslim yes, Dik. if you stop by Brother Rianur, also tell your brother Rianur and Bang Edi Salam Abang. Later Brother do not forget to buy souvenirs on the road for Faiz and Faiza." Ajiz's message before they both left that morning.

"Yes, Brother... God willing..." Zahrana. He hugged Ajis waist tightly and with such a deep feeling. Then she said a prayer of salvation for her husband.

"Aami... My sister is also..."

"Yes, Brother... Keep your heart there. Zahra doesn't want to hear that after shopping later." Zahrana sounded threatening.

Ajis was wide open to hear this, then kissed the head of Zahrana. "No, would... My sister should be, too..."

"What is Zahra doing? Zahra only went to her mother and father's house. Zahra went home with Hidayat, too..." Zahrana Protests.

"Hehehe... Aye, yes..."

The roar of the motorbike engine that they already know is heard into the yard of the house. They rushed forward to open the door.

"Assynoltom..." Said Hidayat who came to pick up Zahrana.

"Wa'alaikumussalam..." Follow them simultaneously.

"Are you ready, brother?" Ask Hidayat.

"Already, Deck..."

"Yes, just waiting for you, Yat..." Tymphal Ajis.

"Why hurry, Bang? Brother Zahra look, right? Bang Ajis really..." Hidayat acted as if he was pumping things up.

"Truly-really, how?" Ajis protest felt guilty after getting a murderous look from the sharp look of Zahrana's eyes.

"Wouldn't you wait for Zahra to come home?" Ketus Zahrana as if sulking following the game made by his sister.

"It's not so, sister... Hidayat's words do not need to listen to Sister as well... He's a caterpillar..." Said Ajis trying to make a defense against him.

"Very well, if you mess around..." Threaten Zahrana again.

"It's just kind of like that, brother. Love your sister forever, until the end of your breath..." Ajis Seraya holds Zahrana's shoulder.

Zahrana's face even met red to hear her husband's words.

"Hem... Hem... Hmm..." Hidayat. "Sister Zahra, Hidayat wait in front huh... Lazy is a mosquito repellent here. Brother Zahra hunted, don't be romantic for long." Saying Hidayat Seraya passed from before Ajis and Zahrana.

Ajis chuckles. "There, Yat... You're still underage." Banish Ajis. Zahrana laughs with him, and then holds Ajis' body back tightly.

"Yes already, Brother... If this continues, when do we leave? Later Abang got there last night." Zahrana said as she unraveled her embrace to her husband's body.

"Yes, Brother..." Sahut Ajis while releasing Zahrana from his arms. "So be careful, yeah... Don't forget to tell me brother."

"Yes, Brother... Brother too, yeah..."

Almost a day on the motorbike to make the whole body of Zahrana seemed to want to fall out made, finally Iya and Hidayat to the home of his parents as well.

"Assynoltom..." Zahrana said so excited when she was on the doorstep of her parents' house.

"wa'alaikumussalam..." There are many voices from inside the house.

"Moeuu.... O-oooms..." Faiz and Faiza, two young children who are the children of her brother, ran to welcome the arrival of Zahra and Hidayat.

"Yes my... The handsome and the beautiful Mother. I miss you guys, son..." Sahut Zahrana Seraya spread out her hands waiting for the presence of the two boys into her arms.

"Ck ck... Hugs and kisses are just for mom? Don't make it A'at, do you?" Decak Hidayat was jealous. He immediately slid inside to greet his father and mother.

Zahrana looked so happy at the time. On the look on his face, there was peace. There is no burden at all. However when he saw Rianur, he turned awkward. As soon as possible he felt anger and discomfort in his heart.

"How are you, brother?" Sapa Zahra begins.

"Alhamdulillah, fine... How about yourself?" Rianur answered by asking her the situation.

"Alhamdulillah is also good, Brother... Where's Bang Ed, brother?"

"The father of the children is looking for coconuts to sell again..." Answer Rianur.

Their relationship seemed to warm again thanks to the great soul of Zahrana who did not show his anger and wanted to start talking first to his brother.

"What's up, kid? How did you come home without Ajis? You guys are okay, right?" Marwan asked, his father.

"Bang Ajis went shopping out of town, Dad... Faraway... The cost is also large, not to mention the cost of nginap. If Bang Ajis goes alone, the cost can be saved. Zahra is tired of having to join Bang Ajis. Next time maybe, Dad... Then Zahra can go home with Hidayat here. Zahra's been homesick..." Clearly Zahrana without making it up.

MEOOOOW...

The cat came from behind when he heard Zahrana's voice. He was spoiled for one of his masters whom he had not seen for a long time. The Tengku cat rubbed his head at Zahrana's feet.

"Hey, Tengku..." Call Zahrana Seraya lifting the body of the cat and put it on her thigh.

"Which muslims, well, Mom? Why didn't it look like this?" Zahrana asked while petting the Tengku cat in her lap.

"Muslims are training extracurriculars at the school where he teaches, he takes up sports as well in addition to the Quran Hadith subjects. It just so happens that the gym teacher is empty there. You will know your own brothers are so active on the field, let alone the field of the ball. Therefore, Muslims are required to replace sports teachers temporarily until there is a new sports teacher." Papar Zainab, His mother.

"Oh so... Alhamdulillah, Mum... Zahra was happy to hear that. Then, what about the Adm selection that Muslin did at that time, Mom?"

"Say, tomorrow the name comes out, son... Hopefully yes, your sister graduated..." Mrs Zainab explained.

"Aamiin, yes Mujib..." Sahut Zahrana guaranteed his mother's words of prayer and hope for Muslims.

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