Love Haqiqi
Go home
After eating the food on the table. Bi Ina glanced at one by one the people sitting in a circle at the table. He wanted to express his heart, but did not have the slightest courage. After closing his eyes, Bi Ina looked at Meida with a face that was wrong.
“Meida, there's something aunt wants to tell you.” Meida stopped her mouthful and looked at Bi Ina in confusion. As well as the others, they stopped eating, and focused their gaze only on Bi Ina and Meida.
“What's Bi? I think it's serious deh.” Bi Ina nodded her head. Staring deeply at his adoptive nephew who was now sitting facing him.
“So this is Nak. Now you're married to Melvin, and you're with your extended family. Now someone is taking good care of you. Aunt's task to fulfill your Ummah and Abi's trust has been completed.”
The room was back in silence. Everyone at the dinner table listened carefully to what Bi Ina said. Meida frowned confusedly, then she looked at Bi ina with a serious look.
“Mean aunt? Meida doesn't understand what aunt said?” Bi Ina smiled with very calming eyes. While the other family members still listen to the conversation they both without raising their voices.
“After you find your family, aunt returns home to Bandung. Because your aunt's job of meeting you with your family is over. Aunty has calmed down, because she has fulfilled the promise to both of your adoptive parents.” Meida rounded her eyes. She gave a spoon and garfu to her husband's hand to feed herself, then folded her hands on the dining table by looking at Bi Ina.
“Why should I go back to Bandung? Stay here with Meida or the Meida family. Meida can't let aunty live alone. Meida please, stay here with us!” Pinta Meida with pleading face. Bi Ina shook her head while patting her arm, she remained firm with her stance to still return to Bandung.
“True what my wife said. Stay with us in Malang. We don't mind at all. Melvin promises to take good care of mom here.” Said Melvin while glancing at the face of my wife who was pursing her lips with teary eyes.
“No Child. I miss my mother's hometown. You cannot be far from your child and husband. If there, I can see them often. Treat every yearning that you feel. Perhaps, as long as mothers here no one takes good care of their graves.” Said Bi Ina with a long view looking towards his hometown in Bandung. The place where her extended family lived, where her husband and son were buried.
“Meida please aunt reconsider! Even here, we'll often go back there. Prosecute to the tomb of Uncle, Brother Adib, Ummah or Abi. We must have been there a lot Bi. Meida promise!” Meida raised one of her index fingers to promise Bi Ina that she would not deny her words.
“Iya Ma'am. If you don't want to live with cici and koko, stay with Jo. With Mommy and Daddy, we would be happy if mom stayed here.” Timpal Jonathan who holds Bi Ina's arm like Meida. He lay his head on his shoulder, marked he did not want to lose the woman who had been considered his own mother. Because compared to Zaina, he was closer to Bi Ina.
“Thank you son, but sorry Mom can't stay here forever. I've thought a thousand times to go home, because my job here is done. You can find your great-grandson, and you can gather together like this. And I'm happy, now that your sister is married, there's nothing I'm afraid of anymore. Because now there is someone to take care of him,” said Bi Ina staring at Meida with affection. Meida tightened her grip with teary eyes.
“Bi, don't go home! Just here! Stay beside Meida.” Lirih Meida then moved to the side of Bi Ina and hugged her from behind.
“Can't be dear. Aunt decided to go home. You are happy here, you are happy aunt is happy.” Looking at her crying daughter on Bi Ina's shoulder. Gilbert also spoke, he could not bear to see his daughter grieved in living by people who loved him very much.
“Bu, can not be considered again? Children need the presence of their mothers. I hope you can think about it again, because we also need you here. I promise you, if mom stays here. I will give the best mother, the services of infinite mother for our family. Maybe, without mother intermediary, until now I will not meet my daughter.” Gilbert said with a beautiful face to the woman who was older than him who contributed greatly to his family.
“Absolutely. Stay with me here, I'm happy if mom lives here.” Timpal Zaina with his soft voice. She wanted Bi Ina to stay with her, because all her children were very close to her.
“If you don't want to stay at Om or Melvin's house, stay at Jack's house. Be the parents of Jack Bu,” Jack said as he put his position aside towards Bi Ina and then clasped tightly next to his arm. Bi Ina is surrounded by Meida from behind, by Jack from the left, and Jonathan from the right. They tried to restrain Bi Ina's departure, in order to stay with them in the city of Surabaya. They loved Bi Ina very much, and considered her more of a family.
“I'm sorry Mom couldn't. I have to go home, my mother's house there is nothing to take care of as long as I stay here. I want to stay calm in my old days there.” Breaking up Ms. Ina without being able to be bothered. He stroked Jack and Jonathan's hair, then stroked Meida's arm around his neck.
“Bi, what can not be thought of again?” Meida asked again with a trembling voice. He was sad to have to part with Bi Ina, the kind-hearted woman who had always cared for and loved him selflessly. He was very heavy to release Bi Ina to go home, because from a long time ago he was very close to her. Bi Ina shook her head while putting her face aside towards Meida who was now crying.
“Can't be dear. Aunty had longed to visit the grave of Husband and Son aunt. Aunty can't be far from them. Aunty wanted to quickly treat the aunt's longing for them. Because you also know, aunt's life is not here but there.” Meida tightened her embrace. She cried again on Bi Ina's shoulder. Melvin stroked his wife's shoulder from behind.
“When is Mom's plan home?” Jonathan asked with a dewy look. It seems he is not ready if Bi Ina lives to his hometown. Because he already considers Bi Ina like his own mother.
“Mother don't go home alone! Let Melvin and Meida take you there.” Melvin said in a soft voice but contained a command. He could not allow the woman who was very meritorious to his wife to go home to his own village. He and Jonathan took her to Surabaya, and they had to take her back to Bandung.
“Jo also want to join, but there is 1 month left before the test. Jo wants to take Ms. Ina back there.” Jonathan said with a face of sumringah even though his eyes were reddened with sadness.
“Om, Aunt. Can Jack take Ms Ina home? Jack requests leave for the next few days.” Call Jack who does not want to miss Jonathan and Meida to take Bi Ina back to his village. He looked at Gilbert with a beautiful face while cupping his hands together.
“Good. Um give you 10 days off to take Ms. Ina home.” Gilbert's breakup who could not bear to see the face of his nephew. He wants to give time to Jack so that he can refresh after working hard for a long time.
“Dad, mommy also wants to take Ina's mother there. Mommy wants to see the place that raised our daughter. Can it be Dad?” Gilbert sighed when he saw the pleading face of his wife who was wiggling her arms nonstop with her own eyes. He could at least see the sad eyes of his wife and daughter, who could instantly tear down his defensive walls.
“Ya alright. We take Bi Ina there. The schedule is about when Vin?” Gilbert asked her daughter-in-law who was then cheered happily by everyone sitting at the dinner table. Well, if Gilbert has asked when to leave, it means they have been allowed to take Bi Ina home and vacation together to the city of Bandung. Gilbert smiled broadly when she saw that her loved ones were happy because of her decision. Well, it turns out happiness is simple. When he sees his loved ones happy, he is no less happy.
“This week Melvin and Meida will visit adoptive parents Melvin who is in the interior of Sulawesi, at most about 1 week. After that we just drove Bu Ina back to Bandung. If you're not busy, Melvin wants to take you there. Miss Ina come with me! Itung-itung we vacation together, before the return of mother.” Invite Melvin who returned to get cheers and applause from family members of his wife. They are happy, because for this year, they are going on a long vacation. Vacation together with big family.
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“Udah don't cry anymore dear. We must respect Ms. Ina's decision. Mrs Ina's happiness is much more important to us. You know, she misses her son and husband a lot. Maybe by going back there, it can cure his longing. We have to understand that.” Persuade Melvin while stroking the hair of Meida who had been crying since while turning her back.
“If Bu Ina's happiness isn't here, what are we holding her back for? We should not be selfish, dear, Ms. Ina has sacrificed a lot for us. And now it's time we support every decision.” Meida was still dumbstruck with tears still running down her face that soaked the pillow. He had not given up Bi Ina's departure to go home, his heart seemed to not allow Bi Ina to go far away from him.
“By .. if Bi Ina comes home, there she will live alone. I don't want to let him live alone in his old age, let alone all his family staying away from him. If he stays here, bi Ina won't be lonely. There are I, You, Jonathan, Daddy, Mommy, Jack, Melisa, your parents. They all loved Bi Ina.” Parau Meida without changing his position. Melvin smiled, feeling the worry his wife felt. He rubbed his shoulders so that his wife would be calmer.
“Honey believe! Ms. Ina had already thought about all of this carefully. Maybe he left, because it's not comfortable living here. Because you know for yourself, the difference in living in the village and here is very much different. You know for yourself, every day Bu Ina always follows the routine of studies in some mosques, and here he can not do it. I am sure that was the main factor of his choice to go back there, to be more solemn in worship.” The wise word Melvin. He lifted the blanket until it covered his wife's neck and returned to its original position.
“I also feel, life in the village is much calmer. The nuances of religion are still thick, the togetherness is still there, the specificity in worship was clearly different from what I felt in the city. That's what I felt when I lived there. Every time the magrib runs out, I can hear the sound of al-Qur’an earthy tilawah from each house, the dawn of which is much more synergistic with the congregational dawn prayer between each head of the family and the village youths, he said, until the mosque was full of worshippers. There are still early morning lectures, tadarus together on Friday night’at, and the study events that are in turn in every house. I was also comfortable living in the village, and when I lived in Sulawesi, it was in my heart to build a house in the village. Home where we pull over, to avoid the hustle and bustle of the city.” Meida was silent to her husband's words. She also had the same desire with her husband to build a house in the village. The house where they went home, to release their fatigue after living life in the hustle of the city.
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Punten pisan well new up, from H-7 fasting really busy, until not perfect to make a story. There are impromptu jobs that have never been thought of before.. Schedule increased solid in this month wkwkwk
Know for yourself, if your mother wants to lebaran kayak how😂 that no one is forced in there-adain😂 Sampe husband bobbing heads 😂 “Mah, this is already bought. Why make again?” – “Yes Allah, this makes what else, which yesterday just failed!” – “Yasallammm!!!! This what?” Ask the husband with a clear face pointing towards the jar by patting the eel when he saw the most beautiful masterpiece presented in front of his eyes, a bunch of nastar, and kastangel the late charred in oven😂 “Bojoku is amazing!.” Praise him by banging his head against the wall. Between frustration and resignation. Want to get angry, bojo is afraid to rush back to the home of in-laws, especially in a moment. Desperate, but contrary to conscience. As a result, just shut up. “Thanks to his praise of Beib ” Sahutku with sumringah, I was impressed by the praise of my husband who was half-literate. Though in his embarrassed heart half died despite trying to toughen haha (Humor well guys, gabut🥴 effect)
Thank God the fast is only 2 days away, may we always be given the smoothness and ease to run it. May our worship from the obligatory to the Sunnah be accepted by Allah SWT Aamiin.
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