MINUTES OF LONGING

The Ceria Zafiya

The most difficult thing to control is longing. When the heart misses the whole body will center on it. Even the mind will only be directed at him. Missing anything you do to someone, do not beat your longing on the Prophet SAW. Put him in your heart. For every longing that you first remember is the Messenger of Allah. So that you'll always be in love with him. That way your longing will be slightly healed and your heart feels peaceful. _ Assypha.

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This morning Zafiya opened his eyes at 06:00 a.m. Since it's Sunday, he can be a little lecherous. After the morning prayer, he went back to sleep. Assyfa and Rayhan did not scold him either. Most importantly Zafiya remembered his duties and obligations. Not every day he lounges like this.

“For Father.” Sapa Zafiya when passing by the father while going down the stairs.

“Beauty, have you washed your face?” rayhan asked looking at the princess who still looked limp. Even his voice still sounded typical of people who just woke up.

“Then Well. Hoamm..... Mommy where is Yah?” zafiya replied still yawning on the sidelines of her sentence.

“In the kitchen, is preparing breakfast.” Rayhan replied while shaking his head. Seeing the princess's behavior that still looks sleepy.

“Then Fiya help you first yes Yah.” Zafiya said goodbye to the kitchen. Rayhan's hand stopped his steps.

“You better help Dad and Opa gardening. If you help your mother in the kitchen that is there later you will put the wrong salt and sugar. Look at you still can't open your eyes wide.” Rayhan hinders Zafiya's intention of helping Assyfa. Not forgetting his smile.

"Indeed Dad and Opa want to do early morning gardening gini?” zafiya asked raising both eyebrows.

“Yesterday Oma just bought a new plant and has not had time to move it to the pot. So now we move that plant and tidy up the garden. Cut grass and tidy up plants. Already let's go directly to the park, Opa has been waiting for us there.” Invite Rayhan to gently pull Zafiya. Even Zafiya who is still limp can only follow the pull of his father. He also did not want to argue with his father right now. He just kept quiet and obeyed.

“Syfa you deliver tea and fried bananas first to the park. Your father and husband must have started working by now. Mama will finish making herbal drinks for your papa.” Oma orders while giving a plate of fried bananas.

“Good Ma. Where is zafiya? is she not out of her room yet?” assyfa replied as he muttered looking at Zafiya's room.

“So it looks like mama has heard his voice. Maybe he's with dad and his gardening op.” Oma Sahut.

“Oh yes already then Assyfa to the park first Ma. Bi please continue making breakfast yes.” Assyfa said gently staring at Bi Tun.

“Siap. Non Syfa take it easy, let auntie finish everything.” He smiled as he nodded. Then Assyfa put a plate of fried bananas on the tray along with a glass of tea for her beloved husband.

Assyfa circulated his gaze as he reached the park. Sure enough there is already Rayhan, papa and Zafiya who coolly play with the ground. Looks like they're moving the plant into a pot. Assyfa approached them after placing a tray on the table not far from them.

“Pa, Well this is no tea and banana fritters.” Assyfa's words took over their attention.

“Papa also made tea?” papa smiled expectantly.

“Of course not Pa. Mama is preparing a drink for papa.” replied Assyfa smiling. Papa looks a little disappointed, because after he was sick last time mama never let papa enjoy tea or coffee. She kept giving him herbal drinks.

“Sabar yes Opa hehehe…. Then for Fiya where's mother?” said Zafiya had mocked Opanya. Then he also felt disappointed when he found there was only one cup of tea there.

“Pardon my dear mother, mother does not know that Fiya is also here. Yes you made it first yes.” replied Assyfa seducing the princess who looks sulking.

“No need mommy is okay. Let Fiya make it alone, anyways pity your mother if you have to go back and forth.” Zafiya smiled. Then he walked into the kitchen.

“Sayang ask for help on Bi Tun ya.” exclaimed Assyfa before Zafiya disappeared from his sight.

“Each mother.” Shouted Zafiya from within. Assyfa looked so anxious at Zafiya. He was afraid something would happen to him. Moreover, Zafiya will make drinks that are in direct contact with hot water.

"Zafiya is already big baby you don't have to worry too much about him.” Rayhan's words approached Assyfa.

“But still Syfa worried Mas.” replied Assyfa stared intently at Rayhan.

“That's how a mother Ray. She will often feel anxious for her children. Even in the slightest case, for him the child is the number one.” papa said trying to make Rayhan understand. Rayhan just took a slow breath. Indeed what his father said was true, and that is what he often saw from his mother and

“Pa this drink. Mama saw that Fiya went inside?” ask your mom who was already there.

“He wants to make tea Ma.” Answer Assyfa.

“Oh deserved earlier he asked for a cup on Bi Tun.” Continue mama.

“Sini Ma drinking it still warm. Let's Ray we light up the morning first before continuing to garden.” Sela papa brought Rayhan. Rayhan followed his papa's invitation, and they both washed their hands first. Then they both sat down and sipped their drinks.

“Fiya back....” said Fiya with his carefree voice. He is seen carrying a tray with three cups on top.

“This is a special Fiya-made tea for Mommy and Oma.” Continue to extend a tray to the mother and her omana.

“You made yourself baby?” tanya Oma stared in disbelief.

“Of course Oma.” Zafiya with pride.

“Thanks yes nak.” Assyfa rubbed Zafiya's head. Then Assyfa and Oma took each other's glasses. They then sat down and joined Rayhan and Opa. Enjoy warm fried tea and bananas in the morning that still feels cold. Very beautiful togetherness in the morning is clearly illustrated by the harmony of their families.

“Opa this what?” zafiya asked, reaching for a small stick lying beside her.

“That sticks for widows hollow dear.” replied Opa explained.

“Janda bolong? Is there a widow here?” sahut Zafiya did not understand the meaning of his opinion. Everyone laughed at Zafiya's innocence.

“Not a widowed darling. But widows are broad, that's the name of a plant that's again viral and rare.” Rayhan tried to explain.

“Why should you name a broad widow? Indeed the plant is lonely because it is alone?” zafiya chirps again broke into laughter.

“You're all about Fiya. Her name is widow because of the leaves. Tuh plant that is there, it's called widows bolong.” This time Assyfa tried to explain while showing the shape of the plant.

“Any-odd is his name. Why not all sundel bolong, are they both hollow?” Zafiya continued again with his joke.

“If the name is sundel bolong which is in fear and does not sell the plant dong.” Oma Chirps chimed in on Zafiya.

“Bener also yes Oma. If not, pity the seller can not provide a living for his family.” Sahut Zafiya chuckled.

“Fiya..Fiya you are always able to make us laugh. “ said Opa interrupted his laughter. The presence of Zafiya can always melt their togetherness. His plain and subtle attitude always brings laughter and adds to the fanfare in their togetherness. This reason is what often makes Zafiya get the nickname of the cheerleader. Even often the presence of Zafiya is able to divert Assyfa's longing to the figure of Alifa. Zafiya was indeed sent by God as a complement and bringer of happiness in their families.

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