
Late in the afternoon, Farhan's father's house terrace looked crowded. Some kids seem to be there. To say goodbye to their teacher. Alfie was still in the room with his mother .
I saw my mother sitting in front of the princess. Cupping the framed face of the hijab.
'' So dutiful wife, dutiful wife to your husband. Be a good teacher to your husband. Obey his commandments as long as they do not deviate from Sharia. Be a dignified and honorable dress for your husband, said Mother gently ending a kiss on the princess' forehead.
Alfie couldn't hold back his tears from falling. His throat felt choked, unable to say a word. Just a nod as a signal he understands the mother's advice.
The mother looked at her son, wiping away the tears on Alfi's cheeks.
'' Be the wife that the husband always misses, so the place to go home, so the place to complain, and the place to pour out all the love. Make your home as beautiful as the palace of the world. Until the time outside, the husband always misses to go home, added Mother.
'' God willing, Ma'am, pray that Alfi can be the wife of Sholihah . A wife who is able to uphold the dignity of her husband. As you always do.'' said Alfi who welcomed mother's embrace. The two hugged each other for quite a while. Pouring out all the thunders in the heart. About the severity of the farewell, about the miss who will greet the two. Seems heavy feeling that is creaking in the chest. There will be no more warm approach to mother when the heart feels lonely. No more shoulders that offer comfort when grumpy greet.
But he had to get used to it, changing backrests and hooks. It was no longer Mother's tender hand that caressed her, no longer the frail body that held her. But now there is a sturdy hand that is always ready to embrace it, in the field that is always a backrest.
Tok tok tok tok
The door was knocked, the child and mother took off each other's arms. Andreas smiled at the door.
'' Sorry Mom, Andreas is disturbing. But soon we have to leave, said Andreas who felt uneasy disturbing children and mothers who were pouring out love each other.
'' Oh yes son,ayo Al we ahead "take mom while pushing Alfi wheelchair. Andreas follows in the footsteps of two different women of that generation.
'' Brother Alfi exclaimed the children who had been waiting for Alfi to come out. They scrambled to hug Alfi who smiled moved until the clear point was back dripping. Little parcels of their children were given as memories. Seasoned sweet greeting as a farewell introduction.
Up to the sweet girl growing up. Came closer with a fairly thick package in his hand.
'' Brother, I want to say thank you. Because I have taught Ais a lot of things. Not only about the divine but also about dreams. Ais now has a purpose, pray Ais can be a great woman as Kak Alfi always said. The little girl who lost her life. Disappointed with the life he lived.
Living with a remarried father makes him a rebel when he feels depressed in life. But fate brings him to the figure of Alfi, who teaches himself to be a rebel with dignity. By showing success and success. With the help of Father and Fariz, the girl who had dropped out of school was now transformed into an intelligent figure who was sholihah and had determination.
Alfie carried the girl in a hug. A small pat on the back of the girl who was now stunned in an embrace.
Alfi took off his embrace, wiped away Aisyah's tears and smiled gently.
'' You will get what you dream of as long as you never give up trying added Alfi, Aisyah nodded.
" Thank you sis that's all that can be said from the lips of the girl who feels dry throat. It felt so heavy he let go of the role model.
It came to Salwa who was crying with tears breaking. Crush the body of the friend with a loud cry.
'' Who am I to be ?'' salwa asked that Fariz, who was holding her little son, cut the blue drama.
''Lho Yang, it's the same I dong '' between Fariz who got the sharp gaze of his wife and Alfi could not help but smile. The sad atmosphere became slightly melted because of Fariz's speech.
'' There is someone ready to accompany you 24 hours full. Don't play Sal. I drop the kids, take care of the house read yes. Titip also Father and Mother, if there is anything please call me said Alfi, Salwa nodded, the two hugged each other again.
'' I will miss you very much said Salwa in her arms.
" Later I will ask Andre mas often here said Alfi. The two friends took off hugs, rubbing each other's tears. Then smile at each other at the same time. There is always a sense of wordlessness that is able to decompose through the eyes when two people are friendly together.
Alfi approached the older brother, Fariz smiled and gently rubbed the head of the younger brother.
'' Frequently look at you deck '' that sentence is able to come out of Fariz's lips, although many words stored in the heart for his beloved sister. But his tongue was too thick to convey. Alfi was only able to nod and rub the cheeks of a tiny baby who was sleeping.
Up to Dad, no words, no advice. Just a loving hug from the man of his first love. A man who loves without expecting anything in return, a man who sacrificed his life for him. A man who would do anything for his smile. Father, a great man who has a sincerity as wide as the ocean.
The blue atmosphere ended when the travel that was about to take them to the airport came. That afternoon Alfi followed his husband, leaving behind family, friends, and everything that had become part of his life.
Hope, with her husband. Building a household that is expected to be Sakinah mawadah warahmah. Together with prayers from family, friends and friends.
Alfie sat in the passenger seat with her husband. Looking back for a moment, looking at loved ones. Who still looks at his passing. Andreas who understands his wife must be heavy parting with his loved ones. Gently hold the woman's hand. Alfi turned to her husband who was now smiling gently at her.
Like saying everything's gonna be okay. Giving a sense of security to the wife. Then in his grip Alfi's shoulder and carried him leaning on his shoulder.