It's up to God

Misses

One week later, the house that was not so crowded, suddenly like a market.

"Uak Haikal ...!" hafiz greeted as she ran towards her uncle from her mother.

Nadira shook her head while looking at her husband. Ammar raised his shoulders and both hands. Then, they smiled looking at his excited son.

"Hafiz. Careful, Hafiz. His feet will stumble, you know!" Haikal captured Hafiz's body which was already in his arms.

"Hafiz is so, Uak, if you're excited. Though it has often been reminded of mama and papa," said Nadira smiled. Nadira kissed her brother's hand.

Haikal stood up while holding his adorable nephew. Pipi kembam, make Hafiz look more and more anxious.

Ammar kissed his brother-in-law's hand, after Haikal stood up straight.

"How are you, brother?" ask Ammar.

"Alhamdulillah, fine. May you all be healthy always, yes" Haikal replied.

Nadira fiddled, looking for someone.

Haikal watched the confused Nadira.

"You're looking for mama-papa, huh?" guess Haikal.

"Yes, Brother. Where's mama-papa? He said he'd come here too." Nadira's face looked disappointed. Nadira lowered her head.

Not long after, there was a voice of someone who was no stranger to Nadira's ears. He raised his head and looked at the two people who had just come by grazing the suitcase.

The moon rose from Nadira's face. His eyes were shining, not inferior to the full moon. Nadira approached the two men who were carrying the suitcase. They were both parents of Nadira and Haikal.

Nadira hugged the woman who was no longer young.

Everyone smiled at Nadira's childlike behavior. Papa Nadira (Sultan) coughing.

"What else is sick?" nadira asked directly to her papa.

"No, no" replied the Sultan.

"But Papa was coughing like that" said Nadira, worried.

"Oh, my beautiful sister! You have never been so sensitive, yes," said Haikal.

"Why, brother?" Nadira has not realized that his papa gave a code to be noticed also Nadira.

Before long, Nadira kissed her hands and hugged her papa because she knew why she was coughing, but she was not sick.

"Astaghfirullahal. Sorry, Pa. Nadira didn't mean to forget Papa."

"It's okay, Nad. Papa knows, really, if you miss your mom. Moreover, you are the same as mama because papa comes home less often." The Sultan was aware of his position.

"Oh, that's not it, Pa. For a daughter, a father is her first love. Although papa is rarely at home, Nadira always wait for the moment we gather like this," said Nadira with a very tight hug.

"Papa can not breathe if you bend the tightness of gini," said the Sultan while breathing, as if tight because of Nadira's embrace.

Nadira took off the hug.

"Sir ...! Very cool to his lie. Nadira only realized that Kak Haikal's ignorant attitude, a derivative of Papa," he said with a facial expression that was tangled like clothes had not been ironed.

Hafiz greets and kisses his opa and oma hands.

Suddenly, another guest came to Nadira and Ammar's house. Without further confirmation, it turns out that Abi and Umi Ammar came to visit the house of Ammar and Nadira. Whereas before, they only knew that today who came was the mother, papa, and Haikal only.

However, even so, they were very happy that the family could get together like now. Although for Ammar, it has not been fully intact because it has not been reconciled with Ali (his brother), but Ammar is very happy.

For both of Hafiz's parents, family is everything, because something that is very expensive is when it can spend time together. Busy with their respective affairs that make them rarely even almost never have family time together.

"Assalamualaikum ...," said Lutfi and Aisyah.

Everyone in Nadira and Ammar's house answered the greeting.

"Loh, Abi same Umi here too? With mama-papa and Haikal's sister, right?" Ammar approached his parents.

"No, Mar. We have just arrived and do not know if Ms. Fenny and Mr. Sultan are here as well" replied Lutfi.

"It just so happens to mean, yes, sir, we can gather here," said the Sultan, shaking hands and embracing Lutfi.

"Yes, sir," said Lutfi, smiling.

Aisyah and Fenny shake hands, then chipika-cipiki.

"Hafiz! Come on, same old man and grandma!" ammar's Order.

Hafiz followed his papa's orders.

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"Alif, ba, ta, tsa ...." Hafiz spelled hijaiah.

"Masyaa Allah .., alhamdulillah .., granddad was already good at teaching," praised Lutfi by saying gratitude and pride to his granddaughter. There was hope from his smile, when he saw the grandson.

"Yes, Cake. Hafiz has also entered Kindergarten now," replied Ammar representing his son.

"Generic. Abi wants to talk to you," said Lutfi.

"Hafiz continue with his salary, son. Papa wants to talk to grandpa first," said Ammar to his son. Then move from his seat.

Ammar and Lutfi went to the back porch, near the pool; not far from the Hafiz room.

Arriving at the terrace, Lutfi's face looked so anxious; there was something to worry about.

"What's important Abi wants to say? Apparently, Abi was worrying about something" asked Ammar, who was worried.

"Frankly, one side, abi was very happy because you finally decided to help abi take care of the cottage, but on the other hand, abi also thought of your brother, son," said Lutfi.

"Sir Lutfi why else, Bi?" ask Ammar, curious. His feelings are no longer good.

"Your brother came home the other day, he hated abi more and more. He felt that Abi no longer loved him. Abi never differentiates you. Abi love you both." Inner Lutfi felt hurt. Tears are deliberately wiped so as not to come out.

Ammar could not bear to see his ashes sad like this. His mind went to think of Ali. At any rate, Ammar must reunite his brother and sister. Ammar deeply understood the feeling of his ashes, that they longed for warmth in their family.

At the place where Hafiz taught, the Sultan came to approach his grandson. The Sultan sat cross-legged beside Hafiz who was solemnly reciting the hijai letters in the book of iqra'.

"God's Masya.. Alhamdulillahot. Opa's granddaughter najai, yes! Opa can accompany Hafiz, can't he?" asked the Sultan who did not want to disturb the concentration of his grandson.

Hafiz finished teaching him and chatted with his opinion.

"By dong, Opa. I'm very happy ... I can meet Opa, I can see oma, my grandfather, my grandmother, and Uak Haikal" said Hafiz cheerfully. However, Hafiz's face was suddenly gloomy, like a cloudy cloud that was ready to bring down rainwater.

The Sultan hugged his grandson.

"Hafiz why is that sad? He said he was seneng because we could gather, but now why even moody? Try Hafiz the same story opa," he said as he looked at his grandson. There is a perceived worry. He really understands that the child is like this, there must be something stuck in his heart. The sultan spoke carefully so that his grandson would be open and tell stories without fear.

"But if Hafiz doesn't want the same story yet, that's okay. Opa just doesn't want to see opa's favorite granddaughter become sad this way. You see if Hafiz is sad, opa is also sad, oma too, mama-papa too, grandparents are sad, Uak Haikal is also sad."

Hafiz's eyes sparkled.

"Hafiz pelnah (ever) see papa dibalahi (scolded) sama seseolang (someone). Mama said, that's Hafiz. His name is Om Ali. Om that, papa's brother. But if his brother is papa, why even-malahin (angry) papa yes, Opa?" said Hafiz, looking down.

Sultan was silent for a moment while sighing heavily.

"Hafiz ..., papa and mama have never been angry with Hafiz?" ask Sultan.

"Destroyed (ever)," replied Hafiz.

"Why so?" The sultan asked again.

"If Hafiz is wrong, mama and papa must be evenain (marahin) Hafiz," said Hafiz. His mind was still wondering, what was the meaning of his open question.

"At that time, Hafiz did what wrong?" ask Sultan.

"Hafiz if you eat, while wandering (running around). Mama said, if we eat, we must sit quietly, we must not run (run) so. Afraid of Hafiz falling, transparent (continued) deh injuries," replied Hafiz.

"How much will Hafiz go?" ask Sultan.

"Hafiz is sorry. You see, mama said, if we are wrong, we must (smoothly) apologize bial (wild) dear to God," replied Hafiz.

"Well, it's the same with Papa and Hafiz. Om Ali got mad at papa, probably because papa was wrong. Keep apologizing to Om Ali, "sultan explained. Hoping for her grandson to understand and not yet, Hafiz knew the real problem.

Ammar and Lutfi, who had been standing for a few minutes, responded to the explanation from his father-in-law.

"What opa said, right. Kan, papa and mom once said to Hafiz, if we make a mistake, then we must dare to apologize," said Ammar. Ammar was close to his son and father-in-law.

Lutfi was silent. He hopes that Ali does not involve Hafiz in the problems that occur. Because maintaining the mental health of Hafiz early on is very important.

They all tried to explain in language that was easily understood by children and were very careful that Hafiz did not hate Ali. Because after all, Ali was Ammar's brother, even though they were not born from the same womb. The father of Ammar and Ali, remains one, Muhammad Lutfi Baraqbah.

Meanwhile, Nadira was busy telling stories in the room with her two mothers, Fenny and Aisyah. Nadira tells the good news, that the second book will be published soon. The good news makes everyone happy. Fenny and Aisyah are very proud of Nadira who can divide her time, between taking care of her family and pursuing her dream of becoming a writer.

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