My Cry and My Happiness Are In Your Home

Book of Scatter

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After returning from Maryam's house, Nurain became more quiet and always thought about what his best friend said about him who could not make peace with his heart.

'was my heart too selfish to accept all these circumstances?'

that's always what's on his mind.

"what are you doing, baby?"

gus hafidz's voice made him wake up from his own daydream.

"eh,, Brother, nothing more.just look at the atmosphere of the santri who passed by"

nurain replied a little lying, although his eyes looked at the window facing the courtyard of the boarding school mosque, but his mind was wandering far away, trying to think of every event in his destiny line.

"Do notice since you came home from Maryam so often daydream, what is it there?"

gently Gus hafidz tried to talk to his wife to want to tell her, if there is anything her wife thinks

"masa? feeling of a brother time"

nurain seemed to try to cover up what was bothering her mind, or maybe she had not dared to tell her husband.

"but really there's nothing between you?"

once again Gus hafidz tried to make sure that his wife was okay.

"no bang, everything's fine"

a smile was painted on her lips so that her husband would not have to worry about her.

"thankfully, then, you just don't want this beautiful brother's wife to be so moody about thinking about something"

gently Gus hafidz pinched Bangir nurain's nose.

hafidz, who is neat with her sarong and Koko, is now focusing on something she is looking for.

"Definitely look for this"

nurain who had just sat, now stood up to take a black peci under the drawer that turned out to be sought by her husband.

"his rich are many thoughts Abang deh not Nur"

hafidz just smiled while taking the black peci in his wife's hand.

"Dear Syukron, brother to the mosque first well. you do not forget to pray asar here and invite Naura also to start learning little by little"

after gently stroking his wife's head, hafidz passed away leaving the room to the mosque not far from his house.

"assalamualaikum Gus"

greet one of the senior santri when Gus hafidz was about to walk to his house again after finishing performing the congregational prayer.

"waalaikumsalam wr"

"Gus, yesterday ana found this while cleaning in the klintren yard, it looks like this has aisha doctor.wasnya want to keep it in his room but it's in the key"

santri gave a cream-colored book with a cover of a veiled woman who looked at the silhouette of twilight.

"oh, yeah, just drop it in ana"

after taking the book hafidz again walked towards the house, to pick up the book that was to be taught to his santri.

~"~

elsewhere Aisyah was enjoying her mother's warm chocolate while looking at her father's pet fish pond, though her eyes were fixed on the fish in the pond, but his mind was far away wandering longing for the figure of his beloved daughter.

well, her longing for Naura was so great, even though every day she saw her from afar but it was not enough, because Aisha could not hug her, kiss her, kiss her, and pinch the child's cheek as before.

his life now feels empty again.if Aisyah was empty because she lost hafidz, now she is empty because far from Naura, the daughter of hafidz.

I don't know what wisdom Allah has hidden behind all this.

"son, you want to stay at mom's?"

a soft hand stroked her head that was covered by a black-colored hijab.

"if you are, you should permit me first because even though your husband is not here now but you still have permission"

continued her mother Aisyah while sitting on a chair beside her daughter

"yes ma'am, I'll call Alfan after the meeting is over"

"mom wants to ask, you why the hell should his marriage be religiously first? why not just for the reception just so as not to cause slander as well"

true, Aisyah was married to Alfan three months ago exactly her. now her heart has really received her husband, after the incident in the supermarket first. Aisyah realized, if Alfan is the man who really sincerely loves her.

however it was not a guarantee that he immediately received Alfan's proposal, it took quite a long time to reconsider all of it until Aisyah was completely convinced that in her heart there was no hafidz name anymore, now it's only Alfan, her husband that she loves.

"heumm, Aisyah does not want to burden KA Alfan Bu. any important thing is that we are halal, in the eyes of God is also a country. there is no need to be enlivened nor is there anything"

Aisyah exhaled heavily, with her mother's question that had several times asked her the reason for her being religiously married to Alfan.

"not that is, the mother just feels imperfect as a mother.you are the daughter of the mother and the only father, the marriage period must be religious, we are capable people"

"yes Ma'am, aisy ngerti. but we also have to understand the same state of the KA Alfan which at that time again tested the same God with his efforts almost koleps"

"yes but you still have parents, son Alfan also. let all the costs of mothers and fathers who bear son"

"iya Bu Aisy knows, but KA Alfan does not want to burden mom and dad including his parents.he wants all the costs of our wedding reception he is responsible for. his word our wedding is special then he wants to make it more special of course with his own efforts. mother understand right"

aisyah gently made her mother understand her decision and Alfan did not want to incriminate anyone about their marriage.

"but son, it's been three months, I'm afraid you're in a hurry to have children, but not yet the reception will people who don't know consider you,,,,"

"mother,, God willing, before aisy gets pregnant, our wedding reception is already underway. mother just pray for Alfan's business trip in Singapore to run smoothly well"

Aisyah reassured her mother by tightly grasping her hands, and her mother just smiled little trying to believe her son's words.

~"~

the next day at the hafidz house, Nurain was busy preparing breakfast for her son and husband.

she was so deft, with all the kitchen utensils that she was now accustomed to using, without any of her domestic assistants helping her, she said, only the princess santri who every day alternately clean the house according to their respective schedules.

nurain just wanted to enjoy his role as a wife and mother, which he left three years long, because of the disaster that approached him. so now he made it an opportunity to replace the days he passed.

"honey, brother left first well you're at home well. Brother not long ago, after meeting Miss Reyan, Brother went straight home"

Gus hafidz kissed his nurain forehead, then changed to his daughter who was cool eating his favorite grilled sausage.

"Abi, buy naula cupcake later"

"who is Abi's daughter, if your wife wants to buy what?"

"what's dad??? kayak his rujak mash seger deh bang"

Gus hafidz raised his eyebrows next door, as if feeling strange by his wife's request.

"what the hell bang, do not think strange deh. nur just want to eat rujak again"

"if you are pregnant again is also okay, even Abang seneng hehe"

"what the hell"

"yes, you've left first well, assalamualaikum"

after the departure of her husband, Naura wanted to play with one of the princess santri who happened to be that day there was no schedule to teach her, he then refocused on unresolved homework.

'whose book is this?'

ask Nurain in his heart, when he saw a book with a picture of a veiled woman on his desk.

'does this book belong???'