Khairil: True Hope & Love

Chapter 31 | Make Up

...“We need problems to strengthen each other.”...

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The two people who were still in the guest room were sitting in an uneasy state. His heart was worried when he found out his sister had returned home and had not yet entered the house. Fear that what they worry about will come true.

"O Allah, I hope that Khairil this time will kindly allow us to meet Umma for a while." Inner Naura was hopeful

The sound of someone's footsteps seemed to add to the tense atmosphere in the room. Naura closed her eyes and continued to stand in her heart.

"Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi."

"Sister..." Unexpected. Khairil hugged his sister. Crying in the arms of pregnant women that makes her feel excessive tightness.

Realizing that her brother was not comfortable hugging Khairil immediately released his embrace, "Sorry.sorry Khairil kak." He knelt on his knees repeatedly on the back of Naura's hand.

Regretting, that's what Khairil felt. Regretting everything that has happened is what he did not want. But now he does. Not once twice, but more.

Naura pulled her hand, "you don't need to apologize, it's the brother who should be apologizing. Surely during these seven months you and Zurran very through the days with heavy huh? Sorry, sister." He hugged Khairil again

The atmosphere that was tense just now changed haru. Diana, who had been standing there, now understood why the eldest son of Jizah had not been seen so far. It turns out that there are heavy things that make the relationship between the brothers tenuous.

Khairil turned to his brother-in-law, Akbar. The two men smiled as they tried to wipe away their tears. Prestigious if both cry.

"How are you guys? And why isn't the beautiful Nafisah coming?" Khairil looked at the two

"Thank God our tidings as you see them now. And yes, sorry Nafisah we deliberately did not invite because we did not know that it would be like this." Akbar explained

"And if you're alone, is Ril healthy?" Ask Naura

"Alhamdulillah sis, all those who are in this house must remain healthy regardless."

"Ep... Sus? Where's Bi Mumun?" Khairil asked Diana

Diana regained her senses and instantly wiped away her tears that just flowed away. "Bi Mumun seems to be returning home first to Bang's house. Is there anything that needs to be? Let's just do it."

"Can I ask you a favor, make what food my sister wants?"

"Oh well, what do I want to do?" Diana looked at Naura

The pregnant woman smiled. Actually there is a desire that has not been realized and conveyed during pregnancy. "If you can be honest, my sister has long wanted to eat your cooking Ril. You want to not, you ever make that delicious noodle martabak? Brother wants you to do it again if you don't mind." Pinta Naura shy

"Haha, Allah, brother..sorry, Khairil? Because of Khairil, ngidam brother has not been delivered. But calm down, now Khairil will make all the food and drink you want." Khairil said then put his hand on the belly of the pregnant woman. "For the sake of this hotshot?. Brother may tell Khairil whatever, God willing, sincerely." Further

In the end, they walk as they once did. It was as if no major problem had ever hit each one. Storm one has passed. There will always be other storms waiting to hit them again. However, no matter how much trouble one may receive, no matter how great the test may be, one must still believe that God will never test his servant beyond his means.

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In a tightly closed room. There was a happy cry that seemed to tear down all his despair to the Maha Rahman. His soul and heart were completely different like the beginning of getting sick. He can take it with his chest.

No more pain in his memory and body. Precisely repeatedly and want to continue to repeat, do a prostration of gratitude for the great blessing of God that he is very much looking forward to.

Jizah tried to rise from her prostration and then walked over to a wedding photo that remained slick as if not outdated inedible age. Holding a photo of his soulmate who had long since left. With smiles and tears continuing. "Abba? Umma happy..." It was a word that could only be uttered from his lips. Although there are thousands of words that want to be thrown out.

"Thank you, Lord, thank you."

The sound of knocking on the door could take his eyes off. Sayup-dyed Diana's voice called out to her with a worried voice.

"Umma, umma is up? Why is the door locked? Umma out yuk."

Jizah smiled at him, because he was never allowed to lock the door of his room while resting. The goal is that if something happens that is not desirable, people will quickly help him.

Soon she wiped her tears and walked towards the door. Without any intention of opening it. He wanted to take care of Diana and her children.

"I don't want to go out Diana. I want to rest in peace. Don't bother me." His words made Diana widen her eyes

"Umma don't talk like that. It's already in time zhuhur and Umma should have lunch after prayer, then after we take the medicine." Said Diana, making Khairil who heard it also approached

"Umma why?"

"Umma locked the door from inside the Bang and didn't want to go out."

Khairil knocks on Jizah's room door, "Umma? We're out yuk, brother there's something for Umma."

"Something what? When something hurts Umma how? Umma don't want to come out." Khairil fell silent and his heart was racing at Jizah's words.

"Did Umma know that Ka Naura and Bang Akbar are coming? I was afraid that Umma's condition was like before when I met Ka Naura. How is this God."

Khairil was afraid that the arrival of her brother would make Jizah's condition that had greatly improved again slumped. It is not an easy thing to live during the seven months of Jizah's recovery. But he was very unhappy when he disappointed his brother who had missed his mother.

"U-mma? Can you let me in first? I promise no one will hurt Umma." The voice of Khairil really makes Jizah unable to continue his ignorant actions. Slowly he opened the door of his room and Khairil went straight in.

He saw Jizah smilingly looking at him. "mma? A-babang wants Umma to calm down. Brother wants to bring someone who has missed Umma so much. Can he meet Umma? Just for a moment, Umma can close his eyes if it feels uncomfortable to look at him." Khairil looked down at the face of the woman he respected so much

Jizah kissed the back of her son's hand and then kissed his forehead. "Please bring him in, son. But Umma did not want to be too fast let alone close his eyes when near him. Because Umma misses your sister a lot." Jizah cried after saying it. In disbelief Khairil nodded her head and ran to call Naura and Akbar who were still in the living room.

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Slowly the foot stepped closer to the room where someone they missed was. Naura continued to cry in her husband's arms with an indescribable sense of heart.

"Assalammual."

"Vaalaikumsalam. The naura? Come here, son." Jizah spread out her hands and Naura immediately embraced her.

The longed-for embrace and affection of a woman who has raised him with love and sincerity. The first woman to teach him the meaning of life. He was not born from the womb of a woman called Umma. But Umma is very, very meaningful in his life.

He was so grateful to learn that his late father asked Umma and Abba to take care of him and proved that he was grown and had children, both of his adoptive parents are still maintaining that trust that not everyone can get.

Apologies continued to be said Naura. There was no sign of the two letting go of his embrace. It is true said people, the most efficacious remedy of a longing is indeed to meet.

And indeed sometimes in the end, what unites is not always beautiful and fun. But we can be united, even by problems.

And how evidently we need each other by enduring each other's trials.

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