LOVE FOR IZZA

Widow ?

All goes It should, today grandma will go home to semarang. Izza will come, and papa will come before H.

The twins sulked because they wanted to come, but Humairah forbade them.

"Izza. . be careful there, there's nothing to tell papa.. " Fahat gave a lot of encouragement while Izza just smiled and said yes.

"Fahat... You don't trust me..? " The grandmother stared intently at her son.

"It's not so mom.. " Fahat scratches the nape that does not itch.

"Mother will definitely keep the mother's granddaughter there. You take care of your stomach that is getting bigger.. ! "

Izza and Humairah seemed to hold back the tartawa, while Fahat glanced at his enlarged belly.

"Papa. reduce eating meatballs, trus exercise in continue yes.. " Izza was writhing spoiled on her papa's arm.

"Yes, baby, you don't have to worry.. Papa hope you don't catch your grandmother's crew later.. " Fahat immediately received a punch on his shoulder by his wife.

"Ouch.. " Fahat grimaced, Izza giggled as Ati's grandmother bent her hands around her waist.

"Mother.mom take care of health. Fahat will send more money so that mother can buy more rice fields. . " Rayu Fahat to her mother.

Plakk

A punch landed on Fahat's thigh.

"Broody brash.. Let's izza we're leaving. Humairah.You don't feed him tonight.. !" Grandma held up her bag.

"Hehe. mother, do not be angry is not good for the mother's health.. " Say Humairah while salim .

"Yes yes.. Astagfirullah.. " Mrma rubbed her chest. Fahat approached for salim. Izza hugged his mother. "Not good kat sane tau.. " Humairah kissed her son's forehead.

"Yes ma. mama also take care of health ... Izza will often-swring call.. "

Finally they 2 entered the Chek-in.Di accompanied by a wave of hands from Fahat and Humairah.

Take a trip for 5 hours with one transit in Jakarta. Makes Izza's body feel tired. So on the way to Grandma's house, she fell asleep in the car.

"Izzas.. Izzu.. " Call the soft grandmother .

Izza opened his eyes, though,

"Yes grandma.. Have we arrived.. ?"

"Already. let's get down.. " Granny opened the door and Izza followed.

Izza looked at the atmosphere around, grandma's house was still the same just the paint is now different. Once the paint was yellow, now white.

Next to the Rizal mas house, son of Rustam Pakde. His father's eldest brother . To the left of the house is the home of aunt Eli and uncle Arfan.

The taxi driver had already dropped off their luggage and Yati's grandmother paid the fare.

"MashaAllah... Whani... !!" Aunt Eli ran from her yard to look at Whani. The woman was crying hugging Whani.

"Auntie.. How are you.. ?" Whani unravels her embrace.

"Okay.. alhamdulillah..you how are you.. ?" Aunt Eli wiped her tears.

"I'm good bi.. Uncle Arfan is healthy too right.. ?"

"All healthy. "aunty tried to be satisfied even though her tears still melted.

"why is aunt crying.. ?" Whani looks at aunt then grandma .

"Ohh. We haven't seen him in nearly 2 years.. Comein... " Aunt Eli took Whani by the hand and brought her in.

Whani was a little confused, when his budenya which means Pakde Rustam's wife also cried hugging him when they met.

The whole family knew that almost 2 years had passed, they had all come at Fahat's invitation to Izza's wedding reception. At first everyone was surprised, because Izza was married already 3 months, while a new reception was held at that time.

But unfortunately who knows, they live waiting tomorrow for the reception and it was in the splashy news that Izza's husband's ship sank in the Singapore strait. Izza fell down the stairs and fell into a coma.

The whole family was shocked, so concerned about what happened to Izza. Fahat was even silent all day, and all the cancellations from the building and the ketring. All were taken care of by Arfan and the other brothers.

At night Grandma took Izza and Pakdenya's house. They'll have dinner there.

"Welcome the day after de. sekarng not yet. haha. you how are you, the more beautiful use krudung.. " Rizal also seemed happy to see his cousin's sister back cheerful.

"I'm good mas.. Alhamdulillah . "

"Let's eat first. later in the story.. !" Bude from behind.

"Let's eat first.. " Rizal invites Izza and Izza to follow him.

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The next morning the atmosphere of the house is quite crowded, all relatives have come a lot. Also some neighbors datnag help .

Grandma told all the brothers that her grandson's nickname was now Izza, not Whani. Everyone just nodded, not much protest. For those who are important Izza has risen and can the spirit of life again. That's enough.

Izza also busy themselves, late with family togetherness. Until the night Fahat came .

Izza was happy, seeing her father laughing loosely gathered with the mara brothers.

The next morning, Izza was dressed in white Muslim clothes and a red veil. A simple dress up makes some families praise him. They're going to the house with the woman at 7 .

"Ekhem.. Assalamualaik.. "

"Waalaikum greetings... Arlans.. " Rizal smiled broadly hugging his best friend.

" Congratulations bro. "aarlan patted Rizal on the shoulder.

"Lo later so I bat first.. " Rizal laughed loudly. Arlan hnaya smiled and greeted Rizal's family.

"This who is Zal.. ?" Fahat asked while in Salimi Arlan.

"I'm Arlan Sir.. " Arlan introduced himself.

"It's just that I like my grief uncle. . He's a doctor, Doctor Arlan's name.. " Rizal patted Arlan's shoulder proudly.

"Well, great.young is already a doctor.. " Fahat looks salute.

"You can be Zal.. I'm just an intern, sir. Not that great.. " Arlan is humble.

Izza came from the front carrying a suit for Fahat.

"This is pa. in pake.. " Treatfully helped Fahat wear it .

"Thank you dear.. " Fahat smiled stroking his daughter's head.

Arlan looked silently at Izza, watching her from top to bottom. I feel familiar with his face.

"Heh. ngapa lo see my sister continues.. " Rizal shakes Arlan's shoulder.

"Ehh. sure it's your sister.. " Arlan looked back at Izza but the woman was no longer there.

"He's my cousin's sister.. " Rizal went into his room to pick up a suit. Arlan followed him from behind.

"Know donk Zal.. "

"Emoh.. " Rizal rubbed the suit he was wearing.

"Yaelah. ga helping you.. " Arlan slammed his body rough on the bed.

Rizal stared flatly at Arlan.

"Ar. I don't want to help, there are things you don't know about him. So it is better that you lupain your intention to make acquaintances.. "

"Lo.. ?" Arlan got up close to Rizal.

"He is the widow Ar.. " By mentioning Izza's setatus, Rizal hopes Arlan will undo his intention to know Izza.

"What.. ?

The widow..? "

Arlan rubbed his face rough.