Imram And Arul And My Solid Team

Chapter 4. This good boy is called Ardi

As my troubles grew heavier, and I could only cry every day, I was tired of this ordeal, and I felt like giving up.

In every prayer, I began to complain and ask the Almighty to put an end to all this suffering.

Why am I a woman who has a good heart ? always making people misunderstand, making me start to hate myself who is always useless, and hurt the hearts of people I love, he said,

just because they always misunderstand me,

I began to blame them selfishly, felt themselves the most righteous, and ended up hurting my heart, and my feelings that loved them so much.

The Almighty began to give me His way, when I could only be angry, complaining and desperate, for the Almighty knew better that his servant was unable to pass through, and give it a way back.

The Almighty brings back the figure of his good angel. This good boy named Ardi is a very young child who is 21 years old, an independent child figure, patient, and very caring, and loving.

Ardi the youngest son of my solid team, even though this child is not very familiar with me, because of his shy figure.

A handsome boy, fair-skinned, sweet-faced, and has a tall posture.

When my son was on vacation in this subsidiary area, where my sister Surya wanted to build his company. My 19-year-old son Aryan once said hello to him, but Aryan was only one week with me.

The almighty knows that I am a child loving person, and that these two good children are present in my life.

These two good children, Imram and Ardi, have a very sincere sense of caring for me, and have a nature like my best friend Arul, which I miss very much at this time.

They were brought into my life to help me sincerely, and very sincerely in order to continue my life that had been felt, I could no longer survive, that had given up and despair.

I wept bitterly, and apologized and forgiven every prayer I had complained to Him.

While HE my creator turned out to be very dear to me, and always brought a way out, in every very heavy problem I faced.

Ever since my good son Imram was disappointed in me, I've been very sad for making him sad, and disappointed in me, even though I was unintentional, and he just misunderstood.

This good boy named Ardi, the youngest son of my solid team, has started to send me messages, as I realized that the Almighty has sent his good angel back to me, because I am every day, it only dissolves into a very deep sadness, because it makes my good son Imram very disappointed in me.

I also remembered back then, it had been 3 days Imran did not reply to my chat, even my phone did not want him to lift it, since I was just a prank bothering him, and I was just a prankster, if I get the blessing of being the mother lift him from his mother.

Well this is just a joke, and finally my good angel was very disappointed in me, and kept my distance.

I was so sad that I could only cry because I remembered this good boy, so good to me.

I also decided to go home to my city, leave Imram City which makes me very sad, my job I just left and busy myself making novels, Because I am also a writer.

The third day Imram was angry, a chat came in from the youngest son of my solid team with Ardi, I had not realized the Almighty gave me his good angel back.

"Assalamualaikum, where is Mom ?"

I was a little confused, explaining that I wanted to go back to my city today.

He also returned back.

"Is mom healthy..?"

My heart is so moved.

I retaliated too.

"Yes, healthy mom."

I also went home thinking that the boy was just asking for news.

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It's been two weeks that I've always been so late in my grief.

This good boy, who used to chat with me, made me smile sometimes. This good boy always asks at the beginning of his chat.

"Mother Where, What a healthy mother mother, Have you eaten mom."

If I say I haven't eaten, because I'm lazy to eat, this good boy is very sweet, and adorable.

"Don't do so Mom, must eat, also multiply drink water, eat well Mom, will be sick you know, khan mom also brought the pain, eat well Mom."

Then give me a smile emoji.

I wept bitterly in remembrance of the chat of Imram, who also cared so much for me, now I miss the chat of the good boy so much, and always pray to the Almighty that Imram forgive me.

I have not yet realized the existence of the other good angels whom the Almighty has sent me, who have been destroyed, and are slumped in endless regret.

The good angel who was sent to me again when I realized his presence. This child, who is a quiet child, is shy and looks like the war of my good son Imram, and he also never greeted me, even though I often went to his house.

Because my sister Surya contracted his brother's house not far from his house, when one year ago my brother Surya struggled in his area, but has not succeeded.

This year my sister Surya fought back with her partner, but there has been no bright spot yet.

I sometimes just play if the good boy named Ardi, who is always adorable, sends a chat to me, The Almighty Knows his servant is so hurt and sad, inspiring Ardi to always ask me where I am, and bring me with me, so that I can still smile when I am so very sad, and hurt to lose Imram, he said, the only friend who cared about me at the lowest point in my life.

If Ardi always asks where I am, I sometimes idlely say I am outside the house, and Ardi starts to bring and say.

" Mommy is already night Mom, the weather is cold outside, later mom is sick you know, enter Well Mom, Have already eaten Mom, eat well, later Maaq mom relapses, eat yah Bu let a little, do, and don't stay up, Mom."

I don't know why this kid, so attentive to me, he doesn't think I'm an old man, for the rest of his parents he's been so attentive to me, like his wayward little brother, and Ardi could really make me smile and happy, and start believing that there are other good angels that the Almighty brings into my life again.

Although I have not been able to dispel the sadness of losing Imram, he has truly entered my heart, and fostered the affection of friends that only Arul and my father have.

Ardi even reported his activities every morning.

"Assalamu Alaikum Bu, Ardi entered work first well Mom, do not forget to take care of health, Mother I have come home from work Mom, want to eat first, mother also eat well. My mother has a fever, ma'am, not a job, ma'am."

I began to give him attention, and began to give him advice, and motivation and more and more familiar days, as if we were two friends who supported each other on their own problems, we shared a lot, we shared a lot, and opinions for a better life.

This child is getting closer to me sometimes think of me as a big brother to him, sometimes a mother to him, sometimes a friend to him, and sometimes as his wayward little brother, Ardi is really very nice, very sorry for my situation.

Even though forgetting Imram I really can't do, like Arul, and my father, all I can do, is pray for the best for them.

Keep their memories in my deepest heart, and keep them as the most beautiful, and best memories of my life.

All I can do is try to give him understanding, I really don't want a very good child, and his heart is stained clean, because of misunderstanding.

I just want him to be happy and not sad. I don't care about his judgment. He is too precious for me to forget.

Until I am at the point of sincerely releasing the three best friends of my life, and I will strive to be steadfast and patient. Amen 🤲🤲"

Seriate