Not Mauku

Go home too

Naya's cries gradually subsided and only left sobs in her husband's arms, a state of silence that sounded the sobs of Naya and Dimas's cries.

After following a series of events, Dimas and Naya packed her things to go home, Dimas met the Mother who was in her room because she was still sick and could not get out.

"Mommy., Brother wants to go home first," said Dimas while sitting near his mother.

"Do you want to go home,? you don't see Mama still lying sick huh," holding her head.

"Abang many affairs, anyways Mama is also fine and will soon recover Brother sure it." said Dimas lirih.

"You have the heart to leave Mama in this state, "sad tone.

"Mak.., we can not stay here for long, our business is many, we will certainly come often if Mama has not been able to come to our place," said Dimas while glancing at the wife.

"The event is not finished, it is still until night, can not leave just like that, it is your event, can you go home in retreat so tomorrow.?

Naya glanced at Dimas who also saw himself, "We have to go home now Mak, Mama's healing fast huh?" timpal Naya's.

"I don't care if you want to go home but not my grandchild" said Ms. Hesa, "Yes if you want to go home, but the grandchildren live here."

Everyone was shocked, "What? can't be Mak, he's a kid if he has to stay without us" Dimas said, glancing at his wife.

"But they're using bottled milk so it's okay that they live here, right,?" continued Ms. Hesa.

"Indeed, but they need us Mak," defended Naya while shaking her head, there's-there's only Mother Hesa wants to separate the baby from her mother.

"Mother, do not be selfish, Mother is currently sick, how can take care of two babies at once" said Mr. Dimas to his wife.

Ms. Hesa glanced at her husband, "But I want them here sir," she said.

"Later if they have grown up just tell nginep, now it will be small and that is very unlikely now you are not healthy," persuaded the Husband.

Ms. Hesa thought for a moment, "Come by," said Ms. Hesa in a cold tone.

Dimas smiled at his wife, "Yes we've come home scared of the night" Dimas hugged Bu Hesa and kissed the back of his hand.

"When Mama wants you to stay longer, who will take care of me,?" Ms. Hesa heavy.

"There is a Father, after all it is a bit quiet, Mama is strong," said Dimas.

Naya did the same thing as Dimas did, lazily Bu Hesa returned Naya's embrace.

Dimas and Naya say goodbye to his parents, and finally leave the room, the children carried by Aunt Lia and Maria are taken, Naya was relieved to finally get out of the house of the in-laws.

Before leaving Dimas brought both his suitcase and his wife's child.

"Naya, are you sure you want to go home now? mau magrib nih," said Aunt Lia staring at Naya.

"Yes Aunty, it's okay, oya tomorrow the delivery for Aunt will arrive, when will Auntie play to my place?" Naya turned back.

"When will Auntie go there, oya thank you earlier huh?" said Aunt Liana.

"Oh, I said yes first, Auntie," Naya went to take Kayla, after Dimas who was carrying Arif happened to be asleep.

Dery, who had been waiting since earlier in the car, opened the door for Naya and Dimas.

"Still Dery," Naya murmured as she sat comfortably.

"Together" said Dery, then helping Maria keep the suitcase in the trunk.

"Maria, you often look at Mama, right,? it just so happens that you're not busy, Brother tipped Mama yes," Dimas glanced at Maria.

"Yes ready Bang, don't worry I take care, you guys be careful, love yau when it comes," Maria smiled.

"Yuk Mar.., big brother go home first huh,?" Naya nodded and threw her smile.

"Ok brother, be careful."

Dery nods at Maria as a saying of farewell, then turns his car leaving the courtyard of Ms. Hesa's house.

Along the way only the sound of the engine rumble was heard, the passengers in the car fell silent, the children fell asleep as well as Naya leaned back to the seat while closing her eyes.

Dimas pensively thought of something very serious.

Dery, who focused on driving, occasionally glanced at Dimas from the rearview mirror, "Is there anything you're thinking,?" dery's voice opened the conversation.

Dimas turned to Dery and glanced at the wife who was next to him, "Ah no."

"Hem..," murmured Dery and asked no more.

In front of a mosque, Dery's car stopped, "Do you want to go to the mosque first,?" staring at the rearview mirror there can be seen the reflection of people who are behind.

"Yes, no magrib prayer yet," said Dimas.

"Yes," with Naya's raucous voice, he opened his eyes after feeling the car stop.

"Kids let me hold it," Dery offered his services.

"Yes, thank you we went down first," Dimas went down along with his wife, but before going down waiting for Dery first who will replace them into baby twins.

"Titip ya om," Naya smiled, Dimas walked while holding Naya's hand into the mosque area.

After taking ablution water both carry out their duties as Muslims, calm, peaceful after doing it.

On the way to the car there was a begging, an old man in tattered clothes, but the atmosphere was getting dark, and he was still wandering, "Pity me Sir, Buk, I haven't eaten since morning" his voice was so clear.

Naya glanced at Dimas who also glanced at her, Dimas nodded as if giving permission, and understanding the wife's intent, Naya reached into her pocket to take out two pieces of red money, and gave the man, "This is to buy food," Naya was sad so remember her parents, how if only she were her parents, how sad and crying her heart.

"Thank you very much, may the Lord repay your kindness, with more, may the Lord give happiness to you both" said the person nodding in.

The man went away, Dimas put his arm around his wife's shoulder to walk to the car,

Naya was stunned to see it, her heart was sliced, lest her family experience such a thing.

"What is the law in giving to non-Muslims,? suddenly Dimas asked like that.

For a moment Naya fell silent, remembering the person who just might have been a non-Muslim, then smiled and said.

"Allah says,

لَا يَنْهَاكُمُ اللَّهُ عَنِ الَّذِينَ لَمْ يُقَاتِلُوكُمْ فِي الدِّينِ وَلَمْ يُخْرِجُوكُم مِّن دِيَارِكُمْ أَن تَبَرُّوهُمْ وَتُقْسِطُوا إِلَيْهِمْ

“God does not forbid you to do good and be fair to those who do not fight you because of religion and do not (after all) expel you from your country.” (QS. Al Mumtahanah :8)

It is clear please, but what must be given to fellow Muslims is two things, yes it is zakat and zakat fitrah, he said, those who are obliged to accept it are mustahics who are obliged to receive zakat."

"What's impossible, Bun,?" Dimas scrunched his forehead.

"Mustahik is a group that deserves zakat, so it is about," said Naya back, Dimas was even mangosteen.

"Yes who often want me to ask, but like to forget!"

"What the hell,?" Naya looked at her husband.

"The mother once said, if prayer is like the number one, it means other worship, such as kindness and such a zero dong,?" tanya Dimas is serious.

"Yes, prayer is like the number one, like the nominal money, even though the zero is lined up a lot but there is no number one, does the money apply.?"

"No, the money doesn't apply at all."

"Sholat is an important thing, we read the verses of Allah zero added to the number one, do good to fellow values zero, husband menapkahi wife or family increases its value zero, null, wife according to the same husband increased her reward value added to zero, filial to parents added Zero and so on."

"Hem..," Dimas.

"Look down the road, the kids must have woken up, the Dery will be troubled," Naya took the Dimas stairs and then immediately walked away from the place.

"It's just that Dery has the hassles of taking care of two babies at once, one whining that one does not want to stay still while drinking milk.

"Oh.., you guys are naughty yeah, make her bother," Naya glanced at Dery who looked confused herself.

"Wife just don't have, have to take care of baby is not wrong,?" Dimas mocked Dery who glanced and grinned at Dimas' words.

"Dad, instead of thanking you, Dery said so,?" timpal Naya leaned towards her husband.

"Handering Bun..," Dimas grinned at the rows of his white teeth.

Dery went back to where he was sitting behind the steering wheel,

"The spark is not the food wrapped in a cone shape is it.?"

"Em.., bacang kali," said Dimas.

"Bacang, not the one in the ad there bacang garuda.?"

"That's a sweet bean, a garuda bean," Dimas replied again.

"Oh, is that it,?" Naya.

"It's almost Arif's head to the front seat of Bun.., Mother anyway," Dimas hugged Arif's head in his chest.

"Nearly that.., oya who almost.., who likes to suck the blood of people huh,?" ask Naya while smiling.

"If it's a pampir, dear."

"Iih.., pampir mah if there are people passing by, here and here first," Naya while waving her hand.

"Almost," said Dery suddenly nimrung.

"Om Dery stopped by it's not a guy who likes to hold the wheel.?"

Dery and Dimas fell silent while looking for the right answer, "Supir," said the two together.

"If the lagoons are long, there is a four-sided gerigit what is the name,?" ask Naya again with a small laugh.

"Do not know ah" said Dimas flat.

"Hem.., that's it,?" connect Naya.

"Litter," replied Dery somewhat hesitantly.

"Hore.., the smart om huh,?" Naya patted Kayla's hand.

"Udah ah, Dery street, later tonight, uh. haven't had dinner yet Bun," glanced at the wife.

"Dery's dad just had dinner there, I'm not hungry."

"We're looking for food in front of Dery, walk away" Dimas said.

Behind Dimas' car there was a car following from a distance, continuing to pay attention to the car that Dimas was riding and the others, hem.., roughly who is it..?

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