Is God's Choice?

43. Barmy

Kia started putting her clothes in her green suitcase. Not to forget he kept the hanger of the mouse and giraffe doll and tucked into his suitcase, the green book of the man who was calm in nature there. He gently swiped the book he had received a week from Mr. Prayoga. Hopefully when his heart is ready he will read the book in his new place.

"Let my gift items be kept in this room."

Kia placed a pair of mouse dolls and a medium-sized giraffe given by Prama, and put the ring into her desk drawer with a medium-sized clear city.

Slowly Mr. Hasbi went into his room to see Kia's readiness to travel on this day.

"Nakia, are you done not packing?" Asked Mr. Hasbi who made Kia turn to the origin of the voice, and saw the middle-aged man already sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Thank God, it's ready, Dad!" Kia wants to drop a cardboard box containing this interstitial shirt into Rahma's room. Kia lirih.

"Why should you keep it in Rahma's room, if it makes you sad again, son?" Those words were thrown from the lips of the moustached middle-aged man, who saw his daughter staring sadly at the large box containing her bridal suit.

Slowly Kia moved closer to Mr. Hasbi and placed his body weight right near the father, whose hands while measuring on the body of Mr. Hasbi, the girl whose body was getting leaner was leaning on the chest of the father. Mr. Hasbi who felt a hug from Kia, he returned the hug and kissed the head of his daughter. With a few teary eyes, the middle-aged man tried to understand the mood of his second child.

"We must be strong-hearted, to rise from adversity. Do not let your sorrow make God jealous because your love is too great to exceed our love for the power!" I'm sure this father's son will be able to get through the days better and can be His servant even better. His advice while gently stroking the head that has been wrapped in a lavender-colored hijab that continues to hold tightly the body of the father who is the first love for his hadith child.

" God willing, dad!" Kia will try for all this. Convincingly.

"Dad is sure if you live there, you will easily forget your sadness, because near the grandmother's house there are dormitories and orphanages. You'll be entertained with the foster kids there. And I have asked ustadz Subekti for help so that you can teach the children of the orphanage there with their children. Mr. Hasbi explained.

" Certainly, dad?"

Kia asked who looked up at her face, which was full of feathers under her chin, some of which were white.

"Yes, baby" now wash your face dad and aa Razi is waiting for you in the car, huh?

"Good, yeah!"

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Kia rushed to the bathroom and rearranged her bedroom so that everything was neatly arranged before her departure. He looked at all the objects in his room and he was fond of the mattress that always made him comfortable when sleeping and kissed the dolls on the side of the head of his bed.

"I'll be back someday and when I can find God's Choice, I won't change the atmosphere of this room in the least!" Goodbye everyone I will definitely miss the atmosphere of this room." He muttered, pulling the door and closing it.

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Happiness cannot be hidden by Rahma who is now sitting behind with Kia and Aisyah. How not now they already have a four-wheeled vehicle that Razi recently bought from the results of shophouse business in the country of the Pyramids, which is now managed by his friend who is there and he just receives a shipment of profits. Actually, Razi had bought the car for a long time, but only he could use it because he waited for the SIM and other papers.

"Alhamdulillah, yes ma'am now we if you want to go anywhere do not have to borrow the car uncle Karno or ustadz Subekti because we already have our own car. Rahma said happily.

" Thank God, this is thanks to your hard work, but if you are married to Nak Tari, surely this car will be aa you bring. Said Aisyah's mom who made Rahma pursed her lips when she heard her car would not be long at Hasbi's house.

"What's this mom saying, mom? Razi won't take this car anywhere. Because Razi bought it for our family. So even though Razi is married, Razi will not take Tari away, Razi will stay with his father and mother. Razi explained to his mother.

" Hooray ... Means Rahma can nebeng every day dong samea if Rahma wants to go to school? and Rahma will not be lonely because there is a substitute for Kia's sister" he said with excitement.

" You don't want to be so hard. Enjoy riding a motorbike so you're not late to elementary school, honey bear!" said Kia who now spoke up.

" Norh ... Ishhh .. isih, No fun, no fun, you little kitchen rat." Said Rahma who followed the behavior style of Upin Ipin. Who made Kia remember with the call of love from someone she always missed.

Right at a cemetery that is now not far from their trip, Kia asked to stop at a cemetery.

" a ... Kia's gonna come down here for a second, okay? He patted Razi on the right shoulder.

" He may" he answered briefly, stopping his vehicle at the funeral gate.

"Do you need to go with me, son? Bargain Mr. Hasbi when Kia was about to open the car door.

" No need well, Kia was just a moment's farewell to the grave of Kak Prama" replied Kia then closed the car door and stepped through the many mounds of land.

Slowly Kia also put two white roses that he had bought in the middle of the trip and put the flower on it while gently stroking the name engraved on the tombstone.

His voice was a bit heavy, the melted diamond circles in both eyes fell without excuse.

" Assalamu'alaikum, my Hibiscus Giraffe? May my brother be placed in Allah's heaven and be quiet in nature, he said after his mouth was committed to pray for two people who are in his peristirhatan.

"Sister, today Kia said goodbye to living with grandmother in area x." Kia promised that when Kia came home, Kia would always stop by her sister's funeral. "You know, maybe Kia won't be able to erase the memories with her sister at any time. But this is the only way that Kia can start a new life that is still long Kia must go through. Wasn't... It's not that Kia's heart forgets sister. Said Kia who was sobbing and pitched getting lower.

Without him noticing there were two figures of men behind him who looked at him sobbing. Slowly Kia rubbed the rest of her tears when she heard the footsteps that followed her stop.

" Daughter, thank you for stopping by this place!" Said the middle-aged man who touched Kia's shoulder which made Kia rise to her feet and turn towards the source of the voice.

" Today Kia is not as often as it used to be to visit here, om? He said as he rubbed the remaining tears in the corner of his eyes and saw the young man beside Mr. Prayoga who was looking at him with a gaze that was difficult to understand.

" Today you're going there, son? ask Prayoga.

" Yes, om"

Kia replied briefly and bowed to avoid the gaze of the brown-clothed man standing to the right of Prayoga.

" Be careful and hopefully you can start your new life and get a better soul mate from Prama!" don't forget to talk to you and don't forget us here! Mr. Prayoga restrained the heat in both eyes.

Kia could only bow to hear every act spoken by her future father-in-law, with sadness she ventured to hug the middle-aged man with tears.

"God's Inshaa, Kia will never forget om and others, if Kia is coming home here, Inshaa Allah Kia will stop by to visit the palace om." Lirih.

"Thank you, son!" om sure Prama must have meridhoi your decision, because this will make him happy in nature there rather than seeing you always sad here. Prayoga said while stroking behind Kia's back which he had considered like his own outlet and felt the body was getting smaller before when he visited his home for the first time with Prama.

"I say thank you om, may om always be given health by Allah and always be happy."

And Kia titip om Prayoga yes, mas Huda, never disappoint papah mas Huda, yes!" Said Kia who had released her embrace on the body that was getting less muscular.

"God's Inshaa, I will always be by Papah's side at any time, because all he has right now is me. Said Huda who had stretched out his hand on Prayoga's shoulder, although there was a little disappointment in his papa do'a that he delivered for Kia.

" I'm sorry for Kia's mistakes, om!" He said as he reached for Prayoga's hand and then kissed his hand.

"Om the one who should be apologizing to you, son. He answered while stroking the top of Kia's veil.

Lastly, Kia's eyes were on Huda who was standing next to Proyoga's sir when the man reached into his pants pocket while wanting to give something to Kia who was in his pants pocket.

" Consider this as a memento of Huda. Hope you like it, yeah!" Huda said as he looked at the brown box he gave Kia with his eyes always looking at the girl whose eyes were swollen from crying.

" Thank you, mas" may mas Huda always be given happiness and get a woman who always fills the days of mas Huda beautifully. Her speech that out of nowhere her pink lips can say those words to the man who is still expecting her love.

" Amijn ... "I will wait for the love to come even if it has to be a long time. Huda replied, which made Kia round her eyes and look at the man in front of her and then sit her down.

" Why does Huda talk like that? my words were so clear that he did not expect more from me!" Inner Kia.

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