HUSBAND'S HEART

part 34 AFTER IDDAH

Busyness for the sake of busyness and togetherness with the family of Bu Fatma who incidentally is a new family for Yuana, making time go unnoticed.

Yuana is very grateful to realize that her busyness, which is mostly as arranged by Ms. Fatma for her, makes her feel slim.

Keslimur in the sense that his mind was diverted from the sadness that he actually felt at the bottom of his heart. Her previous feeling that she had been completely alone after the deaths of both parents was followed by her husband. He did not even dare to imagine how it would have been if not embraced into the family of Bu Fatma.

Today was exactly a day ago iddah time. Ms. Fatma and Annisa have promised to deliver Yuana to the grave of the late Amar.

It took Yuana quite a long time to change clothes, occasionally breathing deeply to strengthen her heart. Repeatedly combing the rows of clothes hanging in the closet, without being able to decide which clothes to wear.

Staring at the face in the mirror as if he wanted to see how he would live the next life without a husband, until he was not aware of the sponge of the powder that he had just held had not been swept in his face at all.

"Mother, Puti was bowed by Mamina Asiyan in front," Nabila's voice suddenly entered the room resuscitated her.

Soon he rubbed the thin sponge powder on his face, scented a little strawberry-scented lipbalm on the lips and immediately wear khimar ceruti yellow ivory enough to cover the top of the robe stacking green bottles that he finally used.

"Yes, Honey. Mother is also ready. We want to make a pilgrimage to the tomb, Nabila want to come, right?" yuana replied while putting a small packet of tissue into the sling bag she was about to carry. Unplug the phone from the charger and put it in the bag earlier.

It took about thirty minutes for Yuana to drive the pink city car, often called the Pinky, to the Makobu Hills cemetery.

Yuana still heard Nabila's babble which was always responded to by Ms. Fatma as if they were a pair of grandmothers and grandchildren who were very compact when she rewinded the car in the parking lot not far from the tomb block of Amar. While Annisa is still busy replying to messages with Zein, her husband. While he had to take a deep breath in order to reduce tightness in the chest. And decided to go down first after feeling the clap of Ms. Fatma's hand on her shoulder.

Although it was the first time that Yuana made the pilgrimage to Amar's tomb, she knew where it was, as Amar's body was buried right where her father was supposed to be buried. The tomb was empty because the real body of Yuana's parents was never found with the plane that crashed in the middle of the Indian Ocean.

"Assalamu'alaikum Mas, sorry Yuana just came now. Honestly, I don't know how to screw you. Isn't our journey long? But why did Mas Amar have to leave so soon."

How hard he tried to hold back the tears, still the tears continued to flow unstoppably. During the trip, many sentences he tried to arrange to be spoken while on pilgrimage. But the truth is, he doesn't even know what else to say.

Ms. Fatma and Annisa who followed down, then sat on a marble bench in front of the tomb block Amar. Letting Nabila walk alone approached Yuana who seemed to have calmed down a little.

"Mother, this is banu buya's house huh? Tatana's buying in God's house, tok in here. Tasian will be even, no friends. Tenapa butan in masdid, tan numah Allah is in masdid," said Nabila as soon as he arrived beside Yuana who was flattening a sprinkling of jasmine and white roses on the tomb Amar.

Although Nabila was almost three years old and began to talk a lot, many new vocabulary that he understood. But the difficulty in pronouncing certain letters is still not lost. The letters R and L, always come out of his mouth to be the letter N; and the letter K at the beginning of the syllable is always the letter T.

Quickly he took the tissue in the bag, then wiped the tears that soaked his cheek. Fortunately, he wore dark-laced glasses, so Nabila did not realize that his mother was crying. However, he must always look strong in the eyes of children who do not understand the meaning of the loss.

"Yes, Honey. Buya is now in the grave, here only buried his body or body. Pray always buy, yes. Prayers from Nabila later that will always accompany the buya, so the buya will not be lonely."

"Yes, Mother. Bina later every hani read prayer for buya. Paddy, noon, sone, manem.read the prayer of dairy for buya."

"Pinter child, thank you, son sholihahahya buya," said Yuana while embracing Nabila in her arms. He kissed the head of his heart while trying to wipe away the tears that came out again.

While Annisa who saw Bu Fatma was carried away with sadness to see Yuana and Nabila, shifted her focus by talking about the plan of Ilham's return.

"Nisa had heard when Joseph's doctor talked with Rahmat, it seems like these weeks Ilham will go home."

"Thank God, then, your mom is your only hope to continue the company. Everything seemed to go smoothly, until Ilham decided to go abroad despite being strongly opposed by abah. At that time the ummah who persuaded abah to allow Inspiration, just continue college, not move. Only because the ummah can feel the sadness of your mas because the woman he craves is actually married to his own best friend. Apparently, the attitude of the ummah is wrong. Masmu there actually fell in love with the wrong woman, which caused it to be what it is today. If the ummah supports abah's attitude, maybe now Ilham already has a child like Nabila, right?"

Annisa, whose intention was to divert her mother's grief, even found that Fatma had revealed her true sadness. Sadness and regret for the twists and turns of life of the beloved son of the Haikal family.

"Nothing to be sorry about, Ummah. Rainbows will always be there after a storm, right? Let's just say the yesterday-yesterday event was a storm, and later a rainbow will appear in the clear sky. And Mas Ilham will definitely shine again like the sun. That's what Nisa often hears first, when she responds to complaints from Ilham about difficulties in the company."

"And you're the one who's always making fun of you, aren't you?"

"Yaaa. and that's the advantage of being the only daughter and Ummah, hehe."

Then the two fell silent for a while while looking at Yuana who led Nabila to clean up the little weeds growing on top of Amar's tomb.

"Well, how will Yuana if Ilham has come home? Kasian if you have to face the anger of the Inspiration about the garden and pavilion," Annisa suddenly thought about the attitude of Ilham if knowing Yuana occupies the pavilion even changed the concept of the garden as a whole. He even knew for himself the anger of Ilham when Mr. Hadi tried to prune plants that had grown irregular even many that had dried up at that time.

"You take it easy, with Yuana. Let the Ummah take care of Ilham. Ummah who will explain directly once your mas arrived home," said Ms. Fatma while taking Annisa to stand as soon as she saw Yuana had started to leave the tomb.

They also left the cemetery area, the situation in the car was so quiet, very contrasted with the outside situation that began to frenzied with traffic jams. Each one seemed to be immersed in his own thoughts.

Even Nabila's seriousness seemed to disappear somewhere. It seemed like the little girl was starting to feel the meaning of loss. A slightly blank look, intermittent lips twitching and hands scrimping the ends of her knee-length skirt.

Seeing the condition of Nabila, making Ms. Fatma spontaneously take a mobile phone from inside her bag and make a call.

"Yuana, I didn't come to see your factory. go down in front of MATRANS only. Nabila, we'll take a walk with Azyan, will you?"

Hearing Ms. Fatma's words, Annisa and Yuana looked at each other and nodded at each other to understand Ms. Fatma's purpose. While Nabila who had looked sad immediately jumped up and down with excitement.

After lowering Ms. Fatma and Nabila in front of the lobby of the mall at the request of Ms. Fatma, Yuana immediately drove the Pinky to the residence of Mr. Samuel. Because Mr. Samuel is the key holder and the responsible manufacturer, he is also the one who has been handling all processes related to the law and investigation of the factory fire.

When the car they were riding stopped right in front of a house, Annisa was surprised to see Yuana's hand holding the steering wheel seemed to shake.

"Why you?" annisa asked as soon as she knew Yuana was looking at the house on the left with tears.

"That's where we used to live, brother. We rented it to Mr. Samuel" Yuana replied after he could control himself.

"You... Is it okay? Want to look inside?" annisa asked carefully while gently holding onto Yuana's shoulder.

"No need, Brother. We'll go straight to Mr. Samuel."

When they got out of the car, it appeared that Ms. Martha was opening the fence of her house.

"Eh, Yuana has arrived. Come on in. Come in, you've been waiting for it," greeted Ms. Martha after receiving the hand office from Yuana and Annisa.

And sure enough, in the living room already seen Mr. Samuel was sitting while sipping tea and then put a cup of tea on the table. With a big smile, Samuel invited Yuana and Annisa to sit down. While Ms. Martha poured tea from a teapot that she had apparently prepared before.

"Please drink the tea first, it's still warm."

After a little pleasantry, Mr. Samuel explained in outline the state of the factory and the development of his case. Molotov thrower, fire trigger, has been caught and convicted.

The perpetrator, consisting of two people, claimed to be drunk and disappointed at the defeat of their favorite football club. And the Molotov is already they have prepared to be on guard if there are brawls from supporters

both football clubs are playing. And on the way home, they were separated from the company.

In a state of semi-consciousness due to the influence of alcohol, they feel stalked by opposing supporters and they turn on the molotov axis to scare the opponent. But it turns out all just hallucinations because there is no one behind their motorbike, the streets are silent.

And because it was already lit, they threw molotovs to the side. But it turned out that the throw was too strong to go beyond the guardrail wall at the back of the factory and enter through the storage warehouse ventilation.

The absence of evidence that refers to anything else, then their recognition is considered sufficient by the court and the factory law enforcement can not appeal.

Because the time has gone by, night, the deserted streets and security guards who were on duty at the front post also did not hear any sound then the new fire was known when the fire had devoured almost half of the factory which covered the entire raw material storage warehouse and production warehouse and some production space.

Fortunately, the office space and most of the production space are still saved. And their current goal is to check whether the factory and the production machines can still be used or not.

It didn't take long for them to arrive at the factory. Because the road was running smoothly, only ten minutes drive from Mr. Samuel's house.

It must be heartened for Yuana to enter the factory area, once Mr. Samuel opened the doors one by one until they arrived at the production room. Memories after memories seemed to be clearly drawn in front of Yuana's eyes. One by one the employees greeted him with a smile full of warmth and the welcome of a red rose tied to a small greeting card on his stalk from his father's new assistant was enough to add to their fanfare.

"Geez!"

Mr. Samuel's voice was quite shocking and disperse the daydreams of Yuana. He gasped and immediately regained consciousness and walked after Annisa who was standing next to Samuel.

A face filled with patches of engine oil plus a wry smile from Mr. Samuel made Yuana unable to help but laugh, to the point that Annisa had to hit her back to stop her laughter.

"I'm sorry, sir," said Yuana, who felt bad.

"It's okay, hehe. I'm willing to be a clown like this as long as I can see the big lady can laugh like this again, hehe..." Samuel laughed at Yuana's reaction.

"Thank you once again Yuana thanked Mr. Samuel for the kindness to our family," Yuana became moved.

"Ah yes.this is thankfully, the machines should still be used. It may take a little time to clean and service. We leave it to Mr. Hadi how?" Annisa tries to distract Yuana from getting sad again.

"Sir Hadi? Is it okay?"

"If the same Mr. Hadi, all affairs are guaranteed to be in order," replied Annisa while uniting the tips of her thumb and index finger.

"Waaah. I can't wait to be the production manager again, hehe.." Pas Samuel joked excitedly.

"Surely, sir. We definitely need your help in the future" said Yuana with enthusiasm.