Love Istiqomah

Part 42's. Love For Forever (TAMAT)

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Two men in taqwa suits opened the door to each other with greetings, they were Azlan and Ergin who had just returned home after morning prayers in the mosque.

Their arrival was greeted by Selin who was holding a tiny baby named Qiana.

"Wa'alaikumus salaam, Horeee Yandah and Uncle have returned from the mosque, Qiana is very happy." Selin said as if it were the voice of baby Qiana.

"God is Allah, his little daughter Yandah has woken up, has not taken a bath yet?" Azlan asked as he gently stroked the delicate cheeks of the youngest princess.

"Not Yandah, Qiana had just woken up, this Qiana was still yawning steadily." Selin spoke again to Qiana.

"Oh just woke up yeah, yeah already come here with Yandah, Qiana took a bath with Yandah ya."

"Lho don't need Azlan, let Qiana bathe."

Azlan shook his head slowly. "No need for Sister Selin, let me bathe Qiana, after all Brother Selin will have to take care of one more baby."

"Baby one more?" Selin asked in confusion.

Azlan also glanced at Ergin while chuckling. Then Selin chuckled after understanding who Azlan meant. While Ergin just scrunched his forehead, did not understand.

"Oh yes, I forgot that I have a big baby that I have to take care of, well then Qiana took a shower with Yandah, baby, this is Yandah Qiananya." Then Selin handed Qiana to Azlan.

While Ergin was curious who was the big baby talked about by his wife and sister. Just as he was about to ask his wife, his wife suddenly grabbed him while saying something to him.

"Let's go to my big baby's room." Invite Selin while embracing and gently pull her husband's arm to go to their room.

Seeing his brother and sister-in-law who did not intend to make out in front of him had made Azlan speechless and could only comment on his smile. It flashed through his mind an envy that could not be hidden. But Azlan was able to hold his chest to accept the harsh reality of his life. His wife is no longer there beside him, but his wife will always be in his heart, her name will always be kept neatly on the throne of his heart.

Not wanting to be swept away in the memories of the past, Azlan immediately turned all his attention to Qiana who was now in his arms.

"It's time for Qiana to take a shower." Azlan said slowly to his room to bathe his beautiful little baby like his late wife, Filzah.

Azlan was so painstakingly bathing Qiana in her bathtub. He poured water all over his little daughter's body slowly and prudently at once with the affection that he spilled it all.

Finally Azlan was accustomed to his new life that is not only take care of himself, but he also took care of his two children, especially Qiana who was still a baby even though he was helped a lot by Hilyah, Selin and Uzmah to take care of Zaura and Qiana but that does not mean that he just takes responsibility. Azlan also wants to be a father who is on standby for his daughters, one of which he can take good care of them.

"Alhamdulillah now Qiana has taken a bath and has perfumed, now it is Yandah's turn to bathe, Qiana same Oma first yes, let's go find Oma Darling." After bathing and dressing Qiana, Azlan rushed Qiana out of her room to look for Hilyah.

"Mama, Ma." Call Azlan as his feet continue to step in to find Hilyah's whereabouts.

"Yes Azlan Mama is here." Sahut Hilyah who soon appeared before Azlan.

"Mama, Azlan, take Qiana for a while, Azlan will take a bath first."

"You are, why should I say tipped, Qiana is my granddaughter, so yes Mama should help you to take care of her, yes it is here, let Qiana be with Mama."

Azlan also gave Qiana to the mother. Then he was about to return to his room but suddenly his steps stopped because Selin called out to him.

"Azlan here's your work shirt."

Selin handed her a navy shirt with one hand because the other was holding Ergin's predictable shirt.

Azlan also received it with a sense of haru because his brother-in-law was so attentive to him. "God, thank you, Sis Selin, I don't know what else to say, Sis Selin is good with me."

Selin shook his head. "Azlan, you don't have to thank me, I should have done well with you, you're my sister-in-law, oh yes Ma, that's the Mama in the kitchen alone huh?, you know?, no one helped me make breakfast?" Selin asked who shifted the topic.

"Yes Selin, because Ibu Uzmah is helping Zaura and Grizelle who are getting ready for school."

Selin nodded. "Oh then let Selin help Ma'am, but Selin to the room first want to give this shirt to Ergin." Said Selin lifting up her shirt that would be given to her husband.

Without lingering again Selin immediately waltzed away to go to his room after that he intended to go to the kitchen to help his housekeeper who was preparing breakfast.

Azlan was still in his position. He was stunned to see Selin whose attitude changed 180°. Hilyah as a mother can easily read the thoughts of her son.

"Alhamdulillah, Selin has changed a lot, yes, Mama seemed to see the figure of Filzah in Selin." Hilyah said with both eyes starting to look teary.

Azlan smiled. He agreed to the mother's words. And seeing Hilyah being filled Azlan immediately embraced it to give a trace of strength.

"Mom, Filzah is gone, but he remains in our hearts, in Mama's hearts, in my hearts and in the hearts of all our family members, in Shaa Allah Philzah is happy there, Filzah is waiting for us in the garden of Heaven."

Hilyah looked at the face of the Son. He had not seen the streak of sadness on his face, it meant that his Son was able to hold his chest accepting the reality. Thank goodness, Hilyah was also filled to see it.

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In the silence of the night, in his dimly lit room Azlan was sound asleep with his head leaning against the head of the sofa. He fell asleep while sleeping with baby Qiana. Even Azlan had not had time to move Qiana to her baby box. But it seemed that Qiana was more comfortable falling asleep in the chest of the Yandah field which provided a myriad of comfort for her.

"Kanda."

There was the sound of a woman calling out to him. The voice was no stranger to him and the one who called by that name was only one man, his wife.

Slowly Azlan opened both of his eyes. His vision was still not very clear but a few seconds later he felt a glare with a burst of light shining right in front of him. Slowly the light began to dissipate and a female figure began to be seen standing before him.

A woman wearing a navy-colored syar'i robe complete with her matching khimar was standing in front of Azlan. His radiant face smilingly looked towards Azlan. Azlan was made unblinking for a while. But in the next second he realized and immediately rose up as fast as lightning when he saw the figure of the woman began to approach him.

Azlan straightened his back but he was still careful that the baby was not disturbed in his slumber.

"Minda." Call Azlan in a clean voice.

The figure of the woman who was none other than Filzah slowly sat next to her husband. The distance between the two is so close. Filzah smiled at her husband and turned to look at the tiny baby sleeping in his arms. He gently elus the baby's head even he had time to kiss his forehead with the affection that he poured out with a sincere heart.

"Who's Kanda's name?." Ask Filzah in such a soft tone.

Azlan was stunned again. He looked at the beautiful face of the wife who was filling his heart. For a long time he did not look at this one creation of God, which was beautiful.

"His name is Qiana, she's beautiful like Dinda." Azlan introduced his daughter's name after a moment of awakening from her stunned silence.

That sweet smile Azlan could see again so real in front of him. "Kanda, our baby needs the figure of a Mother, I allow Kanda to remarry, look for Mother for our baby, for Zaura as well, Zaura and Qiana need the figure of Mother in their lives, I'd be happy if my kids got a mother's affection."

Azlan shook his head quickly. His face turned grim. But he did not want to turn his eyes away from his wife's face.

"No Dinda, whenever I'm not getting married again, Dinda is my only wife, Dinda is the only mother of my children, Dinda will never be replaced, only Dinda is in my heart." Azlan grabbed Filzah's hand and placed it on his chest.

"But Kanda"

Azlan shook his head quickly. "Dinda I love Dinda until whenever, there is nothing that can replace Dinda in my heart, Dinda will remain my wife of the world and the hereafter, in shea Allah I want us to reunite in His heaven God."

"But Kanda-" Filzah spoke again, but Azlan again stopped him.

"You don't be selfish." Filzah was a little disappointed.

Azlan jerked. From his side he was selfish. Instead of confirming his words, his wife even said he was selfish. Azlan was increasingly made to not understand.

"Agois?"

Filzah nodded his head. His look was serious. A little annoyed he appeared to the husband.

"Yes, Kanda is selfish, Kanda thinks only of Kanda herself, remember Kanda, Zaura and Qiana need a Mother, while I, I can no longer accompany them."

Azlan smiled sweetly. He gently stroked the cheek of the wife who looked sad because she could not carry out her duties as a mother like before.

"Dinda, I'm not selfish, but I'm sorry Dinda, I can't get married anymore, because in my heart there is Dinda and there is no place for other women. Zaura and Qiana's problem, Dinda did not have to worry, even though I will not marry again, but they can still get the love of a Mother, even the overflow of affection of some Mothers, in our family there are three mothers who fill the figure of Mother in the life of our two children, namely Mama, Kak Selin and Ibu Uzmah. They were so affectionate and considerate towards Zaura and Qiana. So Dinda no longer need to worry about our daughters yes. In the Lord they will not lack the affection of a Mother because they have three Mothers at once, eh wrong, there are four equal Dinda." Azlan commented a happy smile.

Filzah returned the husband's sincere smile. "But what about Kanda, if Kanda doesn't remarry, who will take care of Kanda, who will serve Kanda, who will-"

Azlan put his index finger on his wife's ripe lips automatically his speech stopped immediately.

"God I can take care of myself, I'm old Dinda, I can provide my own needs, I'm not a child anymore."

Filzah shook his head slowly. "But Kanda needs a companion for life, Kanda needs a place to lean on, Kanda needs the affection of a wife."

"Only Dinda is my life companion, only Dinda is my seat, and only Dinda is my wife, there will never be anything else, already yes Dinda does not have to think about me anymore, and I will not be, because for me right now seeing happy kids is enough to make me happy."

"For the life of this world will be short, in God we will be united with God in His heaven, so we just have patience to wait for that time to come. In the Lord I will be patient, and Dinda also be patient."

Finally Filzah's heart was broken. She no longer urges her husband to remarry because her beloved husband only wants to have one wife in the world and in the hereafter, which is only himself, the only wife.

"Yes Kanda, in Shea Allah I will be patient."

"Alhamdulillah." Azlan was now able to breathe calmly.

Drowsiness that since the arrival of the wife suddenly disappeared, now back ambush him. And he had covered his mouth many times as it evaporated.

"Dinda I'm sleepy, I'm sleeping on Dinda's shoulder huh." Azlan said asking permission first to his wife.

A nod of the head from Filzah indicates that he gladly allowed the husband to fall asleep by making his shoulders a pillow. Azlan closed his eyes. Filzah was also closed with his head rested on the head of the husband.

"Handah"

"Whoa."

Azlan felt a touch of a small hand on his arm. His hearing faintly caught the faint voice of the little girl in his ears.

In the next second a pair of her eyelids slowly opened. His eyes were reddened by just waking up. He slightly snapped seeing Zaura already beside him. A moment later he remembered that a few minutes ago his wife was sitting next to him. After quite a long time he remodeled the entire contents in his brain he finally found the answer.

"God, my wife was sitting next to me, and we talked together until we fell asleep with our heads leaning against each other, but it was just a dream, but why did it feel like it was real?" Azlan wondered in his heart. His brain could not synchronize everything yet.

"Whoa." Panggi Zaura for the third time.

Azlan had forgotten the eldest Princess who had been by his side since. Azlan quickly focused his attention on Zaura.

"Honey, you know Zaura why wake up Nak?, instead of Zaura had slept with Grizelle after reading the story of the Prophet with Aunt Selin?" Azlan asked the cause of the Princess waking up from her sleep. Even though he had time to check the Princess was really already in a state of deep sleep. 

"Yya Yandah, Zaura was awake, Zaura was kangen with Mommy, Zaura wanted Mommy to be next to Zaura, just like before."

"Yes Allah turns out Zaura also misses her Mother, pity you Son, this small has lost your Mother, Yandah apologizes yes, Yandah is wrong." Azlan.

Azlan stroked the top of the princess' head. "Zaura listen to Yandah yes, Mother is near us, Mother, is in the heart of Zaura, is in the heart of Yandah too." Azlan placed Zaura's hand on her chest.

"So Zaura should not be sad anymore, because Mother will always be in our hearts."

Little by little Zaura's heart was able to accept it. A smile now began to radiate on his innocent face. "Yes Yandah, Zaura will not be sad anymore, because Mommy is always in Zaura's heart, and Mommy is also in the baby sister Qiana's heart." Zaura placed her palm on the chest of baby Qiana.

Azlan who saw it clucked should see the menajubkan scenery right in front of him.

"Well Allah I will take good care of your two trusts, O Allah, they are the source of my happiness, I will always try to make them happy even without a Mother beside them."

"For my dear wife, you don't have to worry about us, in God we will always be happy, but we will never forget you Dear, you are part of our lives, you are part of our happiness, we hope we can unite again into a family in God's paradise later, aamiin Allahumma aamiin."

Azlan realized that eternal life is not in this world but in heaven later. He hopes to be reunited later in his heaven with loved ones, especially with his wife, the angels whose bodies no longer accompany them, but their love of Istiqomah reaches Allah's paradise. In shaa Allah❤

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Assalaamu 'alaikum Warohmatullah Westarokaatuh

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in addition to gratitude to Allah subhanahu wata 'ala

the end of the love story

Azlan ❤ Filzah

In the shade of Love Istiqomah

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Ukhfira as Author Cinta istiqomah uttered Jazakumullah khoiron for the kindness of Readers who would like to spend their time by stopping by this stall from the beginning of publishing the first part with the title "Rise" until the last section entitled "Love For Forever"

Alhamdulilbornobbil alaamiin finally Love Istiqomah has ended with a love story that ended sad ending

But in shaa Allah has carved out happiness for Readers who can take the wisdom behind the story that Ukhfira presents

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