
A few days later
Still in the hospital
They were both tidy and just waited for their two sons who were on their way here
"Time to get ready" Alana fix her bag that will be taken to Jakarta
"No need to many bundes of it" he said while sitting casually with a cellphone that he scroll towards at will
Alana glanced at "Just preparation doang, afraid of her guests coming. Thank goodness it didn't come"
Hanan stopped his activities "I mean?"
Alana lifted her loaf of bread "If her guests come, I will take care of this"
"Oh" Hanan stood over to Alana. Putting her phone in her pants pocket, then hugging Alana from behind
Hanan bends in because the person he hugs is busy stuffing important items into his bag "But not yet bund?" He asked while rubbing Alana's stomach
Alana stood up and turned her body to face them
Alana shook her head "Not yet, just in case. Not good if pas dateng, mas who must buyin. I'd like to, buy a bandage"
Hanan stood up "Then bund, what the world said if the mas told to buy the situation"
"Ah, not romantic"
"Romantists don't have to buy bund. Other substitutes can. Suppose..." Hanan hangs his words, while holding his eyes up
"What??"
Hanan glanced to the side, which still had Alana there "Treatment. Mas the mature man bund. It can't be that"
"Ah, many adults are also willing to do so. The point is, it's not romantic. Mas missed. The adult is getting left behind.. And the romanticist guy, getting ahead" got upset all the way to the tiles
"So about buying the pads you say are getting in front?? What if a guy's employee whose job is arranging a tampon is being hacked"
"Yes good him. Romance, responsibility" There's a window. Makes Hanan peek at Alana from the side
"Continue"
"I'm not ashamed of that. Not like mas. Gresti dicedein's"
"Bund...Already ah, males mbahas soan"
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After being quiet for a while
"Yuk bund down. The kids have arrived"
Hanan stood up, stretched out his hand, and then grabbed Alana's shoulder
Alana fix her bag that has been attached to her shoulder "After in Jakarta, we enter whose house mas? Papa what a house mas"
Hanan took off his embrace, then sat back down while grunting "My house is your home"
Alana immediately sat down beside Hanan again. Then, hugging Hanan's stomach from beside "Sorry. I mean.." He hung confused
'That house belongs to Aina. What do I have to say...' Alana confused mixed fear
"Sorry" he said again
"Mama and papa, who will be in our house. Let tomorrow, go to the Fariznya place together he said"
"Oh" Alana looked at the busy Hanan again with her phone "Mas. He said the kids arrived. Why sit down"
Hanan did not reply, Alan did not dare to ask again
Alana's getting restless. Hanan looked at her from the side without blinking
"Why is ngliatin mas so" he said flatly
Rather than her husband's mood being broken, Alana hugged him again "I'm sorry, if my words offended you mas"
Hanan stopped his lashings. He changed his seat to slightly tilt towards Alana
Hanan held Alana's head, and looked at her beautiful wife's face wrapped in a hijab and other clothes in addition to a uniform
Alana was silent because Hanan was silent as well
Once Hanan's lips look curved, Alana immediately scattered
Plok plok plok
"E uh, why stab. Not forgiven yet. It's already done it"
"So, your gaze is frightening" Alana still hugged him, so that the weather of Hanan's heart changed a little
Hanan's lips lifted a little "Don't like it if you say, the house belongs to mas doang"
Alana unraveled her hug, then sat up straight "Yes, once again forgive me my husband"
Hanan glanced at Alana who had lowered her head while twisting the shoots of hijab
'Your difference with Aina, it's there. If you've got it wrong, always duck and play with the thing in front of you'
Hanan stood up, then held Alana's head "Down yuk"
Alana looks up "Mas.."
"Already"
Hanan did not want to discuss anything less important
-
Arriving in Jakarta, Hanan headed straight to his residence
Ilham, Sifa and Jauhari who guarded Hanan's house, welcomed Hanan's arrival and family
They hug each other
"Healthy pa, ma?"
"Thank God we are healthy. Here dear, sit here" Inspiration restrained Altaaf's hand, and pointed at her thigh
Altaaf sat on the lap of Ilham
"Grandson grandma can already what this is hmm" Sifa asked Altaaf
"Crying ma" Chirps Imran
"Read ma.. Brother who cries" Elak Altaaf
"When my sister cried. Never was"
"When is also the grandfather"
"Mother.. Dedek did not cry.. Pitya's sister"
"Yes, yes it has been. Mother's child no one is whiny. Everything's pinter"
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The morning before they came to the line, they came to the funeral first, according to Hanan's promise at that time
Imran walks in the arms of Hanan, and is joined by Alana
Alana does not want Imran after knowing that she does not have a biological mother
They come for pilgrimage
đź’–
The grave pilgrimage according to Islam is one of the means that a Muslim always believes and remembers death.
These are all practices of sunna, which are highly recommended in Islam, let alone the graves of the parents themselves.
The grave pilgrimage includes a glorious worship at the side of God. Islam also honors those who have died.
Indonesian customs, grave pilgrimage before Ramadan or after returning to Id prayer. Although actually not only that time is mentioned in Islam.
However, many of them, which sometimes rarely pilgrimage the grave.
Perhaps, the density of activity becomes one of the reasons some can not make a grave pilgrimage.
As for the purpose of the disyari’annya re-joice of the grave pilgrimage is, to remind pilgrims that life in this world is not eternal
Resume
Before entering the car, Alana reminded her two sons
"Sister, grandpa... Wudh before you go.." Shouted Alana
"It's bund" cried the two of them, then entered the car with his grandpa and grandma
After a few minutes, they were buried
They all got out of the car
Sifa, Altaaf, and Ilham, they joined in the rear
Imran is in front with Alana and Hanan
After walking a few steps from the car, we arrived at the entrance of the cemetery
"Greet me dear" Hanan told Imran
Imranpun nodded obediently
After the greeting, then they walked in, and stopped being mounded by the ground that was slightly flat with the ground
"This is Mami ya dad" Appoints Imran at the funeral, with a tombstone inscribed with the name
'Aina Chawlah bint Widiananto'
Hanan embraces Imran whose height is already as high as Hanan's chest "Iya kiddo" Hanan dips the head of Imran
They've squatted facing the qiblah
"We pray for my mom"
Imran nodded "Yes dad"
Not to forget they read prayer beads, takbir, tahmid, remembrance and prayers that are devoted to Aina almarhuma. After the end of the prayer, then ended with al-Fatihah reading as a closing.
They stood up, then rubbed the tombstone
"Mommy is beautiful, dad"
Hanan did not answer. After all, there was another heart that Hanan did not want to hurt
Alana knows if her husband is silent, it means she needs help
Alana's hand rubbed Imran's hair "Beautiful sister, and also good"
"Eng.. Bund, you can't see mami's picture. Mommy has a photo, right?"
"Of course baby. Ntar dyingetin yes, if you have returned home earlier"
"Oh, there's a lot of ya bund"
Alana nodded, and Imran immediately hugged Alana "Please ya bund"
"Make?"
"You know brother"
Hanan and Alana looked at each other
"OK, we move kemakam papi yuk" Hanan said, breaking the silence
-
They visited the funeral of Papi Anand and mami Wahidah
It turned out, Lis and Aaliyah were also there
'Ms. Lis... The pressure was a little crowded. It turns out that Bik Lis is coming'
"Yes... Papi Aaliyah sleeps here yes ummi" said Aaliyah who just knew the form of her tomb the papi.
Lis nodded
Alana Nyesek heard a beautiful boy the age of Altaaf who no longer had a father
Alana keeps wiping Imran's hair, and kisses him
Alana does not think of Altaaf, she keeps Imran's heart. Because of this, it was the first time Imran and his mother were met
"We pray for papi first yes" take Lis to her daughter
"Let's go to heaven yeah umm"
Lis nodded, then fixed Aaliyah's hand that was playing grass beside Anand's grave
"His hands are raised dear, don't be lazy" he said slowly
"Look at umm"
"Yes"
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