LOVE NARA

55 ASK FOR BLESSING

Nara left Angga who was still kneeling in front of the dining room table. He was alone there. Shortly afterwards came two housekeepers who cleaned up a messy dinner because of Angga's confession.

Angga held back tears while dealing with everyone. But now the tears are spilling as he feels there is no way to free his father. No one can help his father. He's just alone. And ... now he became a whistleblower, because his request was not written at all by Mr. Donnie.

The two female housekeepers were busy cleaning up dirty food and dishes at the dinner table. Occasionally the two of them steal a glance towards Angga with pity.

The goose is so desperate. He had no choice but to try. He'll try to repeat his request to Mr. Donnie the next day.

Nothing is impossible. There will be a way for people who will try. Never give up. You're not alone. Allah will always accompany his trusted servant's footsteps.

The action carried out by Angga made Nara's father become touched by her heart. He waited for Angga in the room. But the figure that was waiting never came.

An hour has passed. But Angga did not arrive in the room. Finally Nara's father came to the dining room again. He saw Angga still sitting on his knees as before.

"Come on, kid, wake up. We enter the room now, " said Nara's father crouched down while embracing Angga with his right hand touching his shoulder. Then he tried to help Angga to stand up. Angga slightly staggered as he stood, this is because both his legs were cramping due to kneeling too long.

Nara's father then brought Angga into the room he occupied. Fortunately the family dining room was on the second floor, on the same floor as the room he occupied with Angga.

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Meanwhile, when Nara stepped foot left Angga alone in the dining room. Actually his little heart pity to see Angga like that. But he still stepped even though there was a little hesitation sneaking in his mind.

Nara kept stepping into the room to get her mother to pray Isya. With the raging thoughts about the figure of Angga. Nara followed in her mother's footsteps. Taking ablution in the bathroom in her brother's room. Then take the face that was in his bag. Then with khusuk perform prayer isya behind his mother who was praying.

Mother who had prayed first then continued to teach on her alphabet. He looked solemnly chanting the letter yaasin with a hoarse voice because most were crying.

Not to miss with mom. Nara then got up from her seat. Then he started looking for Dina's Koran. When Nara sat down to open the first page of the holy chapel, a pink envelope was embossed.

Nara then opened the small pink envelope. The white piece of paper turned out to be a letter addressed to him. From Mbak Dina to the little sister she just found out.

⁇ ️For my sister Narae️

*Nara .. , as I write this letter. I feel like I won't be long. Since one month after the transplant operation we went through. I don't know why I often feel so weak. Especially when I do various activities. The top when I look after my mom. The mother I consider to be my birth mother.

My request is not much for you, take care of your mother. It is the unforgivable sin of our mother. But please take care of it for me. Someone I've considered a mother. Someone who holds my little hand tightly. I can be like now. I know he loves me as much as his son. After my departure, he must have lost a lot.

There's one more request for you. Take care of someone who has been in my heart. That someone I'll give you back.

I beg of you too. Dear papa, do not blame papa for the confusion that occurs between mama, papa and mother. Everything that happens by an almighty will.

I am happy to have a sister. A sister whose face is exactly like mine. Nara .. Thank you for accompanying my days. The days I used to go through as a lonely only child. My life is much more colorful. Someone who calls me a mother.

I know .. Our accidental meeting is God's destiny to bring us together who have been separated for twenty years. God's way is unique, we can never guess.

I actually have a lot to pour in this letter. But my hands are tired ..to put this writing together again.

Again I say here. I am happy to have you by my side. Unrelenting thanks to mom, mom, papa, Nara and Angga. Thank you for being present in my life.

⁇ ️*

Nara shook her heart as she read a letter addressed specifically to her. He held back the dike, but the tears rolled down his face. Moisten some of the contents of the letter he read.

Mother who had been reading the letter of yaasin began to be disturbed by the sound of sobbing Nara who sniffled - sedu. But he had not finished reading the letter that was in his hand. He looked back, at the sound he heard.

I was shocked to see what he saw. Nara instead read yaasin's letter as she did. But the girl was seen crying as if she was holding a yaasin book.

Mother then moved from her seat and approached Nara who was only a meter away from where she was sitting.

"What is Nara? ? , said the mother while wiping the tears that flooded the face of this only child.

"Hu .. hu .. hu, "the sound that came out of Nara's mouth. Nara could not say any more words. Only the sound of crying meant that he was very sad.

Then I saw a piece of paper in Nara's hand. The letter seemed a little wet from Nara's tears. I picked up the piece of paper and started reading it.

Mother seemed to be swept away by emotions while reading the letter that was intended for Nara. She started crying just like Nara did.

Mom hugged Nara tightly. Then rub the tears that are still left there.

"It's Nara .. we've cleared Dina's departure. Now we read yaasin's letter together - the same again, "take mother while releasing her embrace.

Nara nodded her head in order to agree with what she said.

Nara and mother then looked solemnly read yaasin's letter together. Sometimes they shed tears. Only sincere prayers were now offered to Dina, the person they loved. May Dina be quiet in nature there .. ,aamiin.