Last Ramadan for Nayla

Sleeping In Alif's House

"So there's something weird, isn't there?" asked Mr. Jufri as soon as Nayla and Alif disappeared from their sight.

"Of course strange, now abi percayan right with what umi said some time ago."

"But this problem we can't just take action right away, we also have to investigate first and ask Nayla ourselves." Said mr. Jufri.

"Nayla came here at night with that face and she didn't bring her cane, did she go in a hurry?" bu Fitri was more confused, wanting to ask directly to Nayla but the question now is whether Nayla would answer honestly?

"Maybe the stick was deliberately not brought," replied Mr. Jufri, they did not know that the stick had been burned by his papa.

"Ah, rather than curious like this mending umi ask directly the same person," said bu Fitri already can no longer hold back her curiosity.

"Where are you going?"

"Where else bi, if not to Nayla's room. Umi wants to ask directly to the person," replied bu Fitri while stepping towards the room in Nayla.

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After Alif left, Fitri closed the door to the room, and now she was alone with Nayla.

"Nayla, why aren't you wearing the clothes you love?" ask Bu Fitri with her soft voice.

"The clothes you love are too good to be used to sit at home." Nayla answered innocently.

"Nayla's been eating?" tanya bu Fitri, she was actually trying to find information about what was actually being experienced by the girl.

"Nayla hasn't eaten umi yet" she replied honestly, Nayla was holding her stomach which was at the time ringing.

"Nayla wait a minute! Umi grab food first in the kitchen."

"Thank you" Nayla said with a small voice barely audible. Nayla is sad and also happy it turns out in this world she can still meet good people like uminya Alif. "Try aja mama like umi Fitri must be Nayla happy," inner Nayla.

The figure of the parent should be a good example for the child, the father who works hard to meet the needs of his family and the mother who takes care and guides his child well, he said,the two work together to look after their daughter's son, making sure her children don't lack the slightest affection, but that's not the case for Nayla. He who was born but not expected, how to explain it.

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Bu Fitri continued to see Nayla eating like the child was very hungry, eating too greedy. "It may be true that Mr. Arman and his wife have not taken care of Nayla well, '" the woman's inner self.

"Alhamdulillah, Nayla is full!" said Nayla was happy after eating her food until it ran out. Umi was delighted to see the smile that engraved her lips on Nayla.

"Wajah Nayla why?" now Fitri's mom starts interrogating like a cop.

"Fall in the Umi bathroom" replied Nayla with a lowered head. Umi, of course, doesn't believe her nonsense.

"Sir Arman is the same Amel's mom isn't the same as Nayla?" ask Bu Fitri again, he will not give up if the information he wants has not been obtained as well.

"Well, they're very good with Nayla." Nayla answered quickly, but in the eyes there was clearly doubt there that made Ms. Fitri more convinced that Mr. Arman tortured the child.

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"I mean her brother left the house, these nights?"

"Yes, and now papa goes looking for him," answered David restlessly.

"If papa finds him first I'm sure he will be beaten again by papa and it could be worse this time," said Tina worried. Yes, Pak Arman will indeed beat him all out.

"We have to find him Tin, I'm afraid papa did something bad to him."

"Tonight we can't go out anymore, I'm sure that Nayla is in a safe place" Tina said, saying that she didn't want to make David calm,but it was his heart that said so.

"Yes, I'm sure."

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"I didn't find it, Mom." Said the man to his wife.

"According to mama tonight she's at her house bu Fitri, Alif's mother. Do you remember that new friend?" said Amel, turns out he had expected his son to go there, and once he heard the words of his wife Mr. Arman smiled thinly, he began to calm down again like never before, now I don't know what he was planning.

As long as Nayla is still living with her parents, then during that time the little girl will continue to suffer, maybe it is also her destiny like that her life is indeed very difficult.

The night continues to roll, Nayla who is currently in Alif's house keeps thinking with her mother and father, about those who never loved her, because of her imperfect circumstances, and her,he even thought that one day his breathing had stopped and his heart stopped beating the last one he wanted to feel was a hug from his mother.

the boy did not want a luxurious life but he only wanted the sincere affection of his parents, a affection that was so difficult to obtain.

He exists, is still between his parents, but is not considered at all, perhaps if others in his position they will choose to die, but Nayla does not. he was strong he still wanted to fight despite being in fear. No one could help her when she had to be tortured by her papa and no one stood in front to be her protector, if indeed she was no longer strong she could only cry alone,no one can be a place to share pain.

Nayla was crying again at that time, the shadow of being hurt by the father apparently so traumatized the child, she was in pain but did not know who to tell, she said,he could only pray in his long prostration so that the door of his parents' hearts would open and accept him as he was.

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Umi Fitri was also not asleep, that night felt the time went so slow, when looking at the clock when it was past midnight.

"Why haven't you slept?" asked Mr. Jufri when he found his wife had not slept and was still sitting on the side of the bed.

"Can't sleep abi, mummy Nayla's thoughts continue, I fear tomorrow Mr. Arman will come here and bring her home," replied Ms. Fitri expressing unrest in her heart.

"We also can not do anything first mi, we can not interfere in their problems, if we say that Mr. Arman has committed violence against Nayla, we can not interfere in their problems,later we can be said to have slandered him, and later if we are reported to the police how?"

"We'll have proof, it's a blue-blue bruise in his hand and his face how is he going to explain it try?" said bu Fitri.

"This question umi do not think too much about it first, then abi will tell Hendra to investigate who Nayla is and what her relationship with the family of Mr. Arman, also incidentally Mr. Arman co-worker Noli," said her husband.

Bu Fitri can already be calmer now that her husband will also help find out about Nayla.

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