Khairil: True Hope & Love

Chapter 5 | Same Status

"Indeed, whose early Umma fell in love with?" Khairil's question immediately caused laughter from Hadi. The middle-aged man held his stomach.

"Ammi why the hell? Khairil isn't just his name, how come Ammi laughs all the way?" Khairil's words immediately made Hadi speechless

"Astagfirullahal'azhim.. eh-iyaa? I'm sorry, Ammi's just a keinget. Long ago, Umma you were? early in love the same..."

Hadi had not had time to finish his words, Jizah had already cut it first.

"Just like your late grandfather, son. Abah is Umma's first love." Said Jizah sitting next to Khairil

The woman came out of the room where Rifka was because she heard laughter from Hadi. Luckily he came out and heard Hadi's words and hurriedly stopped him immediately.

"Well Umma, if that's what you know. A daughter's first love is her father and a boy's first love is her mother. Abba same Umma was from the beginning to talk it continues." Khairil

"Your mother can most if you divert Ril's conversation, so mending you ask yourself." Hadi said leaving the two in the guest room

Khairil looked at Jizah and smiled meaningfully. "Okee, you want to ask directly to Umma. Who was Umma's first love?" Ask Khairil

"You-make what the hell bang? it doesn't matter, it's mending now we go to the tomb first yuk." Nervously Jizah immediately switched the conversation

Khairil clapping jidat. "God willing, yes, we should go to the tomb before we come here."

"It's okay, we go to Ammi and Ammah." Jizah

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Every time the foot rested on this ground, it was always a great longing that could not completely disappear. Because, when do you miss? of course the cure just meets. But how can it be, if the nature that is occupied is different?

The place where humans are most afraid. The final resting place of every human being, especially a Muslim. From the ground, back to the ground — that's us.

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The mother and son, just sat down as usual. Trying maybe no tears will come this time. Jizah clasped the hand of Khairil, her son.

"You want to know Umma's first love after your grandfather's son?" Jizah looked at Khairil

Khairil carefully nodded his head. "Yes Umma, who?"

Jizah let go of his grasp and touched a gravestone bearing the name Muhammad Tsaqif Pratama, his first son with the late Aldi.

"Your late brother son, he's Umma's first love, more than anyone. He who has taught Umma, the true meaning of patience. He who has taught Umma, to always believe that whatever destiny God gives us, there are always good things that God wants to show." Jizah looked back at Khairil

"Umma hope you bang, if later God gives the same path of destiny as Umma or the late Abba for you? learn patience and sincerity. Because those two things are very important to a servant. Patience, over everything that often makes humans negligent. And sincerely, sincerely accept all the most beautiful decrees that Allah loves for whomever His servant." Jizah said softly

Khairil immediately hugged Jizah's body tightly. If asked if he knew that Tsaqif was not Jizah's first child with Mufid? of course he knows. Although, he and Zurran were surprised by it until they both understood about Jizah's past.

"mma? Brother feels that Abba is disappointed with Brother." Khairil

"Why do you say that?" Jizah asked not understanding

"Yes, the end of Abang can only wipe the tears on Umma's cheeks, can not prevent him from going down." Khairil made Jizah smile

"Sorry Umma? yes already, now we pray'a finished Umma want to go to Abah's house and you can go to Jakarta to meet your father." Jizah

"Wouldn't Umma want to go there?" Ask Khairil

"Umma next time there, there are still many grandchildren Umma to look at." Answer

And finally they pray after that leave the funeral.

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"It seems, indeed you need answers more than many questions that exist in your mind is son. Umma can only pray that there will be no disappointment later, after you get an answer that you do not like." Inner Jizah when the car that Khairil drove, went to leave the garage of Abah's house

Jizah who was still outside, was immediately led in by the husband of Shafiyyah. The man was used to his presence. Since she had already considered, Jizah was also her mother-in-law.

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"Assynoltom..." Khairil said out of the car

"Waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi, uh there's Abang Khairil. Tumben Abang came here, after thousands of centuries no berkinjekin here." Said Rendy's youngest daughter

"Well, can you say. Go to the cave to see Dad." Khairil left the girl who was sweeping the courtyard

When he entered the house, he saw his father was tidying up a bookcase located near the living room.

"Assalamualaikum, really busy diiat-liat." Khairil surprised Rendy

"Waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi, your habits mah Ril ngagetin continue." Rendy extended her hand to Khairil

"Hehehe sorry, want Khairil to help Yah" asked Khairil

"No, it's over. Oh yeah, your tumben's here? alone?"

"Khairil is kangen with dad, so just come here alone." Answer

"Helehh kangen, kangen what? miss tabok's dad?"

"Astagfirullah, I've been sitting here. Khairil wants to talk about something important." Rendy complied and sat down next to Khairil

"What conversation? about love meatballs? dad shits one branch there's a problem, huh?" Ask Rendy seriously

"Yeah, but thank God it's all done."

"Alhamdulillah... continue now to talk what?"

Khairil was silent for a moment, hesitating to talk about love. But, if it is not said it will continue to interfere with his mind.

"Who is Umma's first love?" Ask Khairil. He would rather ask for that right first.

Rendy's first reaction was no less the same as Hadi. The man laughed when he heard it.

"Why the hell, I'm like Ammi Hadi. Khairil asked that Ammi Hadi laughed, now I'm the same." Khairil said in wonder

"You want to know who your first love was?" Ask Rendy seriously

"Yes Khairil wants to know, who's Dad?"

"He was a close friend of ours. He's another man, the first to trust your late grandfather, even before he believed in you." Rendy started telling stories

"Credible? meaning Yah?" Ask Khairil not understand

"Yes, he is trusted to look after your Umma while on the field or off the field. And he was one of the assistant coaches at that time. Umma you're the same as him, it's really deket. Where there is he must be Umma you, and vice versa. Dad thought about it, if they both would be a real married couple. Uh it turns out, divine destiny says another. He actually wanted to preach Umma you at that time, but his courage and fear made nagging Umma you became his biggest regret at last. Umma you finally accepted ta'aruf's invitation from another man." Obviously Rendy without mentioning who that man was

"Who is he Dad? I think almost all of them dad the same Umma, Khairil know deh."

"There's a father you don't know. But before I tell you who he is, there's something else you want to tell me about him." Rendy

"What is Dad?"

"He is now, his status is the same as your Umma. By ourselves. And last night, he. Umma's sermons you through Hadi's brother." Said Rendy making Khairil surprised

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Khairil came home from Rendy's house with a mind that went nowhere. At first Khairil thought maybe, the story of his parents' past could be a lesson for him to be more careful in putting the heart. But hearing Rendy's last explanation, he did not know what to do. Is it possible that Umma already knew if he was preached by his first love, then he wanted to come with him to Tangerang? Or what? really, Khairil was really dizzy thinking about it.

The red camu only turned green for a few seconds. With his mind still chaotic, Khairil did not realize that there was in front of him....

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