Khadijah the Angel of My Heaven

Chapters 2. Alia's Happiness

"Alhamdulillah I am good aja umi, I also miss Umi and Abah" said the young man named Nazril Mohammad, who is usually called Azril.

"Let's son, sit down with your brother and Umi. It's been a year since you left this country, it feels like you and I want to share a lot of stories with you" said the middle-aged man, named Mr. Faruq father of Azril.

Mr. Faruq is of Indo-Arabic descent, all his family already live in this country but their relationship does not get along, even his family has broken the rope of their brotherhood.

"Okay Abah,"

They sat on the sofa in the living room together.

"Reply, Abah.. This is Azril bringing you your favorite cake!" said Azril while carrying some plastic packages in his hand in front of the mother.

Netra Bu Fatimah glanced at the logo of the parcel in his son's hand, bearing the name of his pastry shop.

"Well.do you remember Umi's favorite pastry shop, Ril?" exclaimed Bu Fatimah with a happy twinkle.

"Azril inget donk mi, Azril was once anterin Umi there when Pak Joko did not enter work."

Joko is their personal driver.

"Oh yeah, one year ago, huh? Before you leave for Abu Dhabi." said Ms. Fatimah while recalling some time ago, and Azril nodded.

"Oh yeah, by the way.. How's your job in Abu Dhabi son? Why did you suddenly decide to quit your dream job?" ask Mr. Faruq.

For almost 3 years Azril worked in Abu Dhabi, the largest oil company there.

"I just feel lonely there Abah, although I can buy everything with my own sweat, but my heart feels empty. I've always missed you, my friends and all the beautiful places that are here." Azril replied while looking away.

"Actually we are very happy that you decided to come back here because you are the only son of Abah and Umi, but whatever your decision Abah and Umi will always support you son!"

"Yes Abah.. Umi.. thanks! I have decided to accept Abah's offer to lead our textile and shoes company" Azril said with confidence.

"Alhamdulillah." said Abah and Umi simultaneously.

***

During one month in his home country, Azril really took advantage of his vacation time to visit his friends during college, invite them to climb mountains and vacation together, he said, before he actually jumped into the company and had to be preoccupied with the world of work again.

That night, Azril was staying at the house of one of his best friends named Ferdy with another friend named Irfan, and the three young men were talking about things that were not important.

"Ril, I see you single mulu anyway! Do you actually like girls, what the hell?" goda Irfan is one of his best friends.

"Yes the Azril, I've always seen him dating the same game!" sahut Ferdy's a friend too.

"What the hell are you! A date by yourself, don't jump! I don't want to. Dating is a sin!" azril said with great emphasis.

"Ceileh is stuck now so impromptu ustadz continues not to want to date him! Hahaha.it's ridiculous lo Ril, you're so holy tau no!" teasing Irfan.

Since returning to his homeland, Azril always took time to a boarding school for orphans. Every Sunday he taught the children and took them to play with him.

"Emang during college did you see me dating? I used to be like this too!" said Azril lightly.

"Yes the hell you never dated but you chased after the Nabila is the Sholeha girl and beautiful it, it's the same lo zina heart you know not. Keep thinking about him!" reply Irfan.

"What do you know about my heart? I admit I did take Nabila ta'aruf at that time and approached him even through an intermediary, but that doesn't mean I think about him!"

"But in fact your ta'aruf request was denied?" asked Irfan and Azril just nodded resignedly, "Yaelah Ril.. Ril.. today is not the season that is so, deketin ajalah first if both comfortable new shot and if it is suitable, get married! Women are now being taught marriage, so run away!" Irfan and Ferdy chuckled.

"Eitts! Not all women like you think, there are also those who prefer to date after marriage. Later Nabila rejected me because he wanted to continue his S2 in Cairo, so yes maybe he was not ready for a young marriage" said Azril reminiscing about his disappointment.

"Sian really lo Ril, still haven't moved on!" taunted Ferdy.

"I've moved on, calm down! This is me actually enjoying life you know, that soul mate must come when the time comes. Don't think too much about what's important, you've tried, bro!" azril smiled sweetly.

"That's all you keep going until lebaran monkey! So old virgin lo!" irfan.

"Have you guys, if you meet me continue arguing like Tom Jerry but if you are far away both kangen. I've been fooling you both for a long time!" ferdy said to his two best friends.

Azril just chuckled.

"Gue is betrothed to Azril? Dih ogahh, mending I married Shinta with Santi. Duhh so drool me! Both bohay euy!" irfan said with his face.

"Basic bawdy! They are twins, how can you marry them both? Call uh!" Azril.

"What a woy!" Azril threw a pillow at Irfan's face and they chuckled together.

"Santi is different from Shinta's girlfriend lo! Where does he want to get married too, UMR new salary aja sok-sokan want to have a bini two! Eling fan eling, the household life is not as beautiful as the shadow of Fergusoh, not the business of doank beds!" Ferdy reminded.

Azril chose silence while smiling, he was just lazy to argue with his best friend who is a mania woman, advised by any model will not enter as well.

"Stupid ah! What is important now is that my marriage is easy!" irfan replied, not caring.

"Tokay! Geck!"

"A' Ferdy called mom to take his friends to dinner!" shouted Ferdy's sister named Lia from outside her room.

"Yes Lia! We're downstairs again!" answer Ferdy.

**

In a boarding school that is not so spacious, a girl with a beautiful hijab and parachute was sitting on the floor with mats was having dinner with the female students who numbered about 35 children. Their ages vary widely, from 3 to 15.

And the santri men who amounted to 30 children were also under the supervision of Abah Romli husband Umi Mutia, they also ate but in another room.

"Sir Alia! Sister's cooking is always good, we really like sister!" said one 10-year-old santriwati.

"It's always so good! We always miss brother's cooking" said one of them.

While Alia just smiled with a very happy heart, the children always gave color in her life. Unfortunately he could only visit and cook them every Tuesday and Friday only. Because the rest of the time is used to work and help his parents at home.

"Oh so Umi's cooking is not good?" said Bu Mutia pretending to sulk, he is an Ustadzah as well as the owner of a boarding school.

"Sorry Umi is not so, Umi cuisine is no less delicious. But Kak Alia's cuisine is always changing the menu every Tuesday and Friday, we so know the taste of various dishes and cakes" said one of the students honestly, but also felt afraid.

"Yes, Umi was just kidding. Umi admitted that Kak Alia's cuisine is very good like restaurant cuisine especially the cake must make addictive, is it so children?" ask Bu Mutia.

"True Umi!" answer them simultaneously.

So that makes Alia look down embarrassed, "Ah, Umi is too much praise."

"No Al, umi is very proud of a young girl like you, usually at your young age, still likes to walk with friends during work holidays but you even took the time to come here for us. Pouring her energy and material for us, you really are a good girl Al. Thank you very much" said Umi Mutia sincerely.

"Sama-sama umi," Alia nodded, "No umi, there is little I give compared to all the regular donors here, I only help as much as I can umi."

"But your affection for the children is priceless Al, they seem to find their own siblings, because in reality not all children here have brothers."

"How do you love Alia's sister's children?" asked Umi Mutia to her foster children.

"Honey Umi," they said simultaneously.

"Sister Alia loves you too, thank you for always making you happy!" alia smiled sweetly.

"Sama-sama Alia, actually we also love Ustadz Azril," said one of the children innocently.

"Yes Brother, Ustadz Azril is very handsome brother, we really like to see it."

While Umi can only beristighfar, because his mind has gone everywhere.

"Azril Ustadz? Who's that?" alia asked curiously as well as smiling comically hearing their innocent babble.

"You can't talk about grown men! Even if it is your own teacher, you must remain polite and remember to always take care of your views" said Umi Mutia warned.

"Okay Umi" they said simultaneously.

"Then those who have finished eating can wash the dishes themselves and then learn equally! Later if anyone does not understand can ask your brothers,"

"Okay Umi,"

They rushed to the kitchen and studied together in a hall.

Alia looked happily at the children, even they scrambled to wash the dishes and glasses that Alia had used.

"Ustadz Azril is the new naji teacher here, he teaches naji and science fiqih to children every Sunday only. He is polite and very unpretentious, Umi thinks he fits you Al," said Umi who is now sitting next to Alia.