Karma 2 (Najwa Humaira)
Chapter 51: The Truth for the Emir
One full name call made Lucifer who continued to accompany Najwa stunned for a moment. Now he finds out who owns the covenant tape and why he's at the religious expert's house. Didn't expect that Abraham Lincoln's legitimate descendants lived and even grew up to be sholehah teenagers.
Destiny is unique because reality always flows in rhythm with the tone of the line of life. No one can resist or turn just because of a prayer. The truth that becomes true honesty but breaks the heart of a child.
"Mother, am I not your son?" The pushy eyes look trying to find the back of the heart. He didn't expect to be raised by a foreign family that felt so close to his heart.
He hugged the younger brother without wanting to think about the different blood bonding status it was because of to him. Emir is still the best sister for him, "You are a strong boy who became a lamp of the house. Aryan Daza Emir is Najwa Humaira's younger brother. Youngest son of Abi Azzam's family, Mother Bella's favorite."
"Truely said your brother, son." Azzam walked closer to the crowd, making Omar, Gala and Diana give way. "This family is complete because of your presence in our lives. Your mother got a son, Abi found the spirit and Wawa had the best sister."
Wanted to accept all the sweet words Abi said. But the heart feels discomfort. I don't know why he suddenly felt like a stranger. But I don't think there's anything to doubt. Then what's the problem? He was confused himself.
"Emir! Tell Mommy something, son. Don't stay this way." whispered Bella trying to control her own body so as not to look more fragile.
For a moment close your eyes while breathing the air that feels stifling chest. Do not want to dissolve in strange thoughts but can not withstand the wound in the heart. Despite realizing, there has never been a shortage in the care of the family to raise it.
"Who am I and why be a part of the family, Mother? Tell me because I want to know who owns the blood on my body" the Emir said after thinking about what his heart expected.
Azzam reached out his right hand which the Emir greeted with trembling hands. Before starting a story. Azzam asked everyone out of the living room except for Najwa, Abil, and Bella. All because it just wants to maintain the privacy of the family life of the former Emir.
Now the nuclear family sat facing each other. Where Azzam sat between Bella and Najwa, while Abil and Emir in front of each other to be able to look at each other without reducing the affection in their hearts. A book was removed from one of the drawers that had been untouched for a long time.
An ordinary book but inside it is an item that is considered as the final proof. A brown envelope was removed. Where there are some photos inside. Azzam handed the envelope to the Emir, allowing the son to see first.
The first photo of an inn building on the edge of the lake and the Emir's gaze was clearly surprised to feel familiar with the place. His memory was clearly fixed on the painting in the Gala office. Exactly the same even though it looks good in the photo, whereas the painting is scary.
The second photo shows a couple holding a baby and sitting on a train. If you look at the photo more carefully. Behind the man was an apparition of a long-hoofed black creature that was like standing as a guard. Why is it like that?
The third photo is only a room with a baby box with hanging toys that are quite famous at that time. Then switch to the last photo of a one-year-old toddler less displaced in the rubble of the burning building ruins. He knew the face of the toddler.
"Abi found you while on a dawah visit in a remote village. The villagers forbid you from getting out of that building because it is considered a doom-bearer. As a human being and having a mind. Abi asked the local government for the right to adopt you as a son.
"Son, your presence brings our family together even more. Honestly, God sent a little angel to remind us of the greatness of the One. Abi hope, the Emir will defend the fate that has been outlined by Allah SWT." said Azzam ended his explanation without covering anything up to his son.
Every word sounds so obvious but why the heart refuses to accept. Is his feeling right? Is the head safe? Let alone being able to digest. Wanting to scream released a stifled feeling. Shortness can not wart.
Gentle rubbing on the head, making him look at the eyes that have always been a place to complain. A mother who is considered like a friend as well as a shelter when she is afraid of the darkness of the world that hit. The smile that was always missed.
"I'm sorry, but this truth is coming too soon. It feels like impossible. What am I supposed to do? How to call my loved ones without feeling awkward?" said Emir issued all the uneg-uneg as usual to make Bella sigh in relief.
The hand of the son, then kiss the white palm that has always been a friend all this time. "Emir listen to Mother. The heart bond is formed without being asked. Did you know, when you first saw the handsome face of a toddler that Mas Azzam brought home. Mother almost thought you were the son of another woman."
"Mother is grateful that Mas Azzam took you as our son. Mommy also remembers Ka Wawa often steals cakes just to give to her adorable sister. Our affection is not to be questioned but the Emir can rethink. Do you want to remain part of this family or ...,"
"Emir dear you." interrupted the teenager with tears falling down both cheeks.
The whole member hugs usher in a loving warmth. The fear of loss is replaced by togetherness. When love is sincere, Allah makes it easy for His servants. Believe that every test does not exceed the limits of His people's ability.
Truth is like a mirror. No matter how long it is hidden. Someday it will be revealed. Either in a good way or in a unique way. A reality as thin as a tissue sheet is able to tear the peace of the heart and soul of a bound human being. Like a no-man's storm that blows away the taste.
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