I'm taking you off, Mas!

Soft And More Soothing

"Aww ..," ringis Dhiya as Azzam applied the scar ointment to the girl's knee.

"Come, we're home!" Take Azzam while crouching back at Dhiya. Azzam intended to carry Dhiya behind his body.

"Where to go? My house people are here!I can walk by myself too!" Ketus Dhiya seemed to reject Azzam's invitation.

Azzam quickly stood up from his squat. "Well, if you can walk by yourself. Me first!" Pamit Azzam's.

Dhiya made her lips to see Azzam walking away. "Sirty Azzam! Don't wait for me!" Shouted Dhiya.

Azzam smiled hearing that. The boy turned his body back to Dhiya. "Don't fight alone." Azzam crouched down in front of Dhiya. "Come, let me carry it! can you wake up, right?" Azzam asked without seeing his interlocutor.

"It can, but if the road hurts!" lamented Dhiya.

"Eat him fast up!" decreed Azzam.

"Patience, eh!" Despite his embarrassment, Dhiya finally wants to go up to Azzam's back.

"Handle," cried Azzam as the boy stood up slowly by lifting the weight off Dhiya's body.

"Yes" Dhiya then wrapped his hands around Azzam's neck.

"So girls don't be too jutek later no one likes loh!" Azzam opened the obrolan. He walked slowly towards Dhiya's house. It just so happens that Erza's home page in Switzerland is very wide like a football field.

"Let's deliberately let no one like it!" sahut Dhiya with his jutek.

Azzam chuckled amusedly hearing it. "But calm down, if you don't like it, enough Azzam's sister who likes Dhiya. Remember, no one else!" oceh Azzam made Dhiya further pursed her lips.

"Well, Azzam's sister is flirtatious as girls.Like to smile at them," said Dhiya.

"That's a friendly name, not a flirtatious one" Azzam argued.

"It's not so flirty!"

"So you want Azzam's brother to go to everyone?"

"Oh, that's up to brother, who am I? Prohibit Azzam's sister." sahut Dhiya.

The two children were chatting like adults. Azzam and Dhiya are about 6 years old. Somehow the chat with Dhiya though jutek but fun for Azzam.

"You are my future wife" Azzam said as he continued to walk slowly while riding Dhiya.

"Don't want to!"

"Must want to!"

"Sir Azzam!" gerutu Dhiya paled while hitting Azzam's shoulder slowly.

"Shut up! You will fall!"

"The abbot of Azzam Nyebelin's sister," Dhiya murmured.

Azzam then chuckled at Dhiya's grunts. The boy was very happy to tease her. But there was seriousness in Azzam's heart. He hopes that if he grows up, Dhiya will be his wife.

"Sir kidding, Dhiy!" exciting Azzam.

"Sister Azzam don't be flirty with girls, I don't like it!" chirps Dhiya slowly but can be heard by Azzam.

A smile rose on the boy's face hearing Dhiya's words about him.

"I'm just flirty with you, Dhiy!"

Without saying much, Dhiya pressed his hand against Azzam's neck. Afraid of his body falling.

"Loosen around your hands from my neck! Kayak suffocates" said Azzam.

"Sir Azzam protested a lot!" upset Dhiya. Again Azzam smiled with his Jutek Dhiya to him.

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As Yara wished. They will return to Indonesia after the 4-month Thanksgiving plan Yara's pregnancy is completed. Somehow hearing the words from Mama Anggi about her meeting with Mr. Rio made Yara's heart uneasy. The health and condition of Mr. Rio is said to be getting worse according to Mama Anggi. Mr. Rio who has a tall and dashing posture looks thin and helpless in a wheelchair.

Dhiya asked to be taken down from Azzam's arms when entering the house. Erza furrowed her brows as she watched her daughter walk slightly limping.

"Big brother why?" Erza asked Dhiya as the girl walked towards her.

"Fall down" said Dhiya.

"Was he obeyed?"

Dhiya nodded slowly. The boy's gaze led to Yara. His bead of eyes peeked in the look of his mother's face. "Mother why are you sad?" Ask Dhiya. The boy knew immediately the condition of Yara. As much as possible, Yara covered her from Dhiya. But the kid still can't be lied to.

Erza sighed softly. He wants to tell the truth.

Yara had blocked her husband's hand from telling Dhiya anything. But Erza understood the boy's attitude. Dhiya would not stop asking questions before getting the right answer.

Erza patted Yara's arm softly, giving her peace of mind so that there was nothing to worry about. Then it turned to Dhiya who was waiting for an answer from him. "Mother is just sad to hear from Grandpa Rio, dear! He is getting older and wants to meet with mom and Dhiya. So after the four-monthly thanksgiving event dede baby. We're going back to Indonesia to find him" Erza said.

After hearing the words from his father Dhiya turned to look at Yara.

"Certainly mother?" Dhiya. Yara nodded softly confirming Erza's speech.

There was a happy feeling mixed with sadness in Dhiya's heart. The boy was happy to return to Indonesia, he could meet with father, eyang uti, Mamih Syafa and Grandpa Rio. But his heart was saddened to hear the news of Grandpa Rio's health getting less and less good. Although they have only recently been close by through his phone connection with Syafa but Dhiya also felt the sadness that Yara felt.

Dhiya immediately walked over to Yara. "Mother don't be sad, Dhiya is sure Grandpa Rio must be as strong as mother!" said Dhiya while grabbing Yara's hand and grasping it.

Yara smiled with a response from Dhiya. "Yes, Honey! Grandpa must be strong just like you!" sahut Yara's.

That afternoon was also a time to gather for them but not long because by late afternoon the family again enjoyed family togetherness with happiness. Happiness that covers the sadness.

Rest assured life must always revolve not forever we are always in sadness. There are times when happiness comes to life.

Somewhere else.

The last time Syafa met Roni was when the man formalized his relationship with Melani in the sacred promise of marriage. But who would have thought the age of the marriage did not last long. Just one month Roni knitting marriage with Melani. Shafa had a last meeting with the couple. When the two decided to move to the city of Malang. The town where Roni's family lived.

But unfortunately on the way Roni and Melani have an accident that causes Melani died.

Syafa was so shocked to hear it directly from Roni. If only there was no need for the company file. Shafa won't call Roni.

"Innalilahi wa innalilahi rodjiun" Syafa said as he heard the news from Roni.

"Why didn't Mas Roni tell me?" Syafa deeply regrets knowing that the sad news passed a month ago.

"I don't want to add to the burden of your mind, Fa," said Roni from a phone call. "Here I'm pretty calm after losing Melani. I choose to draw near to the Creator so that this heart may be calmer."

"Am I going with Mas Roni so that my day is also calm, Mas," joked Syafa.

"Are you sure you want to stay here with me?"

Shafa laughed softly. "I don't want to be your burden anymore, Mom. I was just kidding. All this time I've been a burden on Roni. This time I will trouble Mas again" Syafa said.

"Don't say it like that, Fa! What do you need right now?" Ask Roni.

Syafa sighed softly. "Can I ask you to please, Mona Roni?" Ask Syafa.

"God willing, if I can help, I will do it, Fa."

Shafa was relieved to hear it. "I ask for help, if Mas Roni has time to go to Jakarta. I asked for help to manage the sale of my house in Cempaka, Mas!"

Roni furrowed her brows hearing that. "Why sold?" Ask Roni.

"Papa needs a fee for his treatment. This time it's bigger, I'm willing to sell everything I've got for papa. Because his spirit is so great to heal. Papa wants to meet Yara." - Shafa.

Roni was silent for a moment. "I have to set my schedule first, Fa," continued Roni.

"Mas Roni works? Sorry to interrupt your time, Mom."

"I'm not working, Fa. I just kept my trust from my grandfather. Helping to teach in his legacy pesantren, because now he is old so not so focused when teaching religion," said Roni.

"Then it won't be, Mom. You don't want to bother when Mas Roni teaches." Syafa feels bad for Roni.

"I can, I just set the schedule with the other teachers. Did a buyer bid on the house?" Ask Roni.

"No, Mom! That's why I want to ask for some help from Roni."

"Well, I'll set the schedule first.I'll let you know."

"Thank you in advance."

The phone connection was also cut off. Syafa was delighted to hear Roni's so gentle and more soothing speech.

"Is being in a boarding school really able to make the heart and feelings calm?" muttered Syafa.

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to be continued