My Surgically Whipped

The Inner of a Mother

After Adam's departure I plan to bring Aisyah to go home to Abah and Umi. Before returning to Abah and Umi's house, I first asked permission from Adam, by sending a message for him.

(Mas I asked permission to go home to Abah and Umi a few days, to calm my heart and mind, do not follow me mas. Give me a few days there) I wrote in the message.

After packing my clothes as well as Aisyah, not long after the taxi my order came. I immediately accompanied Aisyah to get into the taxi.

"Our mother isn't waiting for you?" Aisyah glanced to the left and right side like she was looking for something. I knew my daughter was looking for her father, because we don't usually go home to you and you're alone.

"It's not a pity that father will follow to the house of grandmother and grandfather, later Aisyah will play there with mbak nurul." said I

Nurul was the first child of my older brother Faisal, only 3 years older than Aisyah.

I don't know if my decision to go home is right or wrong. But every time there is a problem it feels like to be close to Umi, who can always give me a solution to the problem I am facing.

I also do not want to tell the disgrace of my household problems, I only seek calm, if being at Abah and Umi's house feels very calm.

Let me face this problem myself, I just want to be close to the people I love, so I can deal with it. I also do not know how the continuation of my paradise feels really sick.

In my unrelenting journey I took up the privilege and prayed, that I might be given fortitude and patience, in the face of this test, my mind and heart were completely disturbed.

{allahumma inni audzubika minal hammi wal huzni wal ajzi wal kasali wal bukhli wal jubni

wal dholaid Daini wa gholabatir

" O my Lord, I take refuge in you from sorrow and sorrow or anxiety, from weakness and weakness,

from the infidelity and cowardice, and the burden of debt and the pressure of the wicked."

But I realized my tears were dripping by themselves, I occasionally wiped my tears without Aisyah's knowledge.

"Mother why are you crying?" ask Aisyah.

I was a little surprised to hear Aisyah's question, without realizing that Aisyah knew that I was crying in silence. I hugged her little body with a smile.

"Mother doesn't cry baby, mother's eyes hurt baby, eat her out tears."

Aisyah's small hand stretched out to wipe away my tears.

Aisyah is my little princess who always strengthens me when I am sad. I was so happy to have the gift of God, the beautiful jewel that always stood by me, that I kissed her aunt lovingly.

"In the near future we will reach the house of grandparents, Aisyah happy not?" ask him

"Aisha happy mother.?" the answer.

Before long we reached Abah and Umi's house, I opened the gate of the house, there was mbok Imah who was sweeping the yard.

"Assalamualaikum mbok." I said hello to mbok Imah.

"Waalaikumsalam. uh there are non Zahra same non Aisyah," replied mbok inan with a smile of excitement seeing the arrival of me and Aisyah.

"Abah and Umi are in the mbok?"ask me to mbok Imah.

"Umi is inside non, if Abah is again outside the city, there is a lecture schedule in Semarang , it's been two days there, it looks like it will be a new afternoon home." said mbok Imah again.

Abah is an ustadz speaker, Abah also has two pesantren in this city and also semarang, although not the brother who directly leads.

"Oh yes already then mbok, I went straight into aja mbok."

"Yes please non." said mbok Imah while carrying a bag containing my clothes and Aisyah.

I look for the existence of Umi and also other residents, in the house there is a sound in the kitchen, it looks like Umi and mbak Salwa are cooking.

I stepped my foot into the kitchen and sure enough the Umi and Salwa mum were cooking together. "Umi." call me.

I approached Umi I hugged Umi from behind. "Zahra, what is Zahra." Umi asked gently to me.

I just shook my head behind Umi's back, and I took off my arms to her.

"Who are you going home with, Zahra,?" ask Umi.

"Zahra is just the same Ayesha Umi, Adam's mas there is a job. Zahra and Aisyah kangen with Umi so just go home, Ayesha, right,?" ask my daughter.

"Yes Aisyah's grandmother kangen granny.?"

"Grandmother kangen is the same grandma?" asked Umi smiled and held Aisyah and left.

"What's cooking anymore.?" tanyaku approached Salwa's wife Mas Faisal

"again cook rendang same tempe bacem Ra" replied mbak Salwa.

" wahh that's my favorite, I'm really here."

"Yes umi who told me to make rendang and tempe bacem, it looks like umi already know if you want to come here, umi kangen with you Ra, from yesterday he always nanya you are the same mum." salwa replied smiling.

I just smiled in response to a statement from Salwa, maybe Umi felt about my feelings. The bond between mother and child is very strong.

"Mas Faisal where mbak, how come it's not visible.?" Ask me to switch the conversation.

"Mas Faisal again to semarang, nemenin Abah."

"Well, are you pregnant again?" I saw my sister-in-law's stomach start to get a little distended. It seems true that Salwa was pregnant, for several months I did not go home to Abah and Umi, because Adam was busy and did not allow me and Aisyah to go alone.

"Yes Ra already wanted to go in 3 months, it looks like the feeling of the stomach is still flat" said mbak Salwa while holding his stomach.

"Lumayan Ma'am, but I know that she is pregnant, even though her stomach is still flat" I replied smiling at her.

"You have-there's ra".

"Where are you going, how are you invisible?" ask me to find my cute and smart niece.

"Nurul has not returned to school, soon to be picked up by Mr. Rohman." said Mr. Salwa.

After helping Salwa cook I immediately searched for the whereabouts of Aisyah and Umi, they were in the backyard.

There were cheerful voices of Aisyah, Nurul and also Umi, from a distance I noticed those who were playing, I was really happy to see Aisyah who was so happy playing with nurul.

What if my family is incomplete without the presence of mas adam?, I do not want the happiness of Aisha to end just like that, what if Adam was desperate to get married again, are I and Aisyah ready to lose him.