Poor Child: AISHA

Chapter 49's

Marisa is really getting riled up, because until nightfall, the two did not manage to find Marshall. Marisa cries in Doni's arms.

"Where are we looking? it's late and we haven't found Marshall yet" Marisa said in tears.

Doni sighed, he himself was also confused and was also almost desperate to look for her. Doni stroked Marisa's back crying in her arms.

"Importantly we've been trying to find him, I've also asked people to help us find Marshall."

"I'm afraid Marshall's up to nothing, ma'am. Especially now that it's night and Marshall's sleeping where he is tonight. I'm afraid someone's bad about our son."

"We pray that Marshall will be fine." Doni kept trying to calm Marisa.

"We better go home first, tomorrow we'll find again" said Doni.

With a heavy heart, Marisa agrees to stop looking for Marshall and hopes that when she wakes up from her sleep, it's just a dream.

***

The night is getting late, but Aisyah is still awake and thinking about Marshall who does not know that he left the house. A drop of her tears rolled down her cheeks.

Aries who was working to finish his work, looked at the wonder of seeing Aisyah crying. Then Aries closed his laptop and approached the dreamy Aisyah. Aries sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed Aisyah's wet cheeks.

"Why sad? what makes Ais sad?"

"Ais again thought Brother Marshall, surely Abang nyariin Ais. Brother did not know that Ais left the house," said Aisyah sadu.

Aries kissed Ayesha's hand and stroked Ayesha's black hair fondly.

"Later if Ais has healed, we will meet Brother...."

"Marshall, um. His name is Marshall" Aisyah said.

"Yes, Brother Marshall. We will meet together. Now Ais bobo first, let Ais get well quickly and be able to meet with Brother Marshall, "persuade Aries gently.

"But the ice isn't sleepy yet, um."

"How about you read a story. What story does Ais want?" tawar Aries's.

"What yes." Aisyah squinted her eyes.

"Anything, Ais confused."

"The slovenly Arnab story, will you?"

"May om."

Aries got up and moved to sit next to Aisha's head, stroking Aisha's hair affectionately, while another hand held her dress and Aries began to tell the story of the lazy Arnab.

Aisyah continued to listen to the story read by Aries, and now her two eyes began to heavy to open her eyelids and began to closed to reach the dream realm. Aries continued to tell the story of Arnab until it was finished and his hand still faithfully stroked Aisha's hair.

"Done the story.." slouched Aries and looked at Aisyah's face.

"Good break, son. Have a good dream, dear father Ais." Aries kissed Aisyah's forehead and cheeks again.

As she was about to step up, Aries looked at Hana who was curled up on the long sofa. Aries approached Hana and allowed her blanket to be shoulder to shoulder and kissed Hana's temple.

"May have a good dream. I love you," whispered Aries then kissed Hana's cheek.

Aries chose to continue his work, while keeping both women who are very valuable in his life. A woman who will always be happy and will always take care of her whole soul.

***

Even in the morning greeting, the sunlight entering through the glass emitting its dazzling light. Marshall blinked his eyes and stretched his body. Marshall woke up and looked around the room that looked unfamiliar in his eyes.

Marshall immediately got up from the thin bed and looked for the whereabouts of a new friend he knew last night.

"Wake up, son," said his grandmother Zidan.

" Yes, grandma. Where's zidan, grandma?"

"There, just behind the house, again get ready to start again," said the grandmother.

"Roll up," Marshall's great-grandson. "Zidan didn't go to school, Grandma?" ask Marshall.

"No." Shaking his head.

Marshall immediately approached Zidan who was taking his sack and hat.

"I'm coming, yeah" asked Marshall, who was watching Zidan come and there.

"May, at once we find your missing sister, who knows you found your sister."

"Yes, that's why I'm following you," said Marshall who continues to pay attention to Zidan who is now wearing clothes that Marshall thinks are no longer worth wearing.

"Zidan." call grandma.

"Yes, grandma," she replied.

"Come, breakfast first."

Zidan and Marshall had breakfast with rice and were covered in salt. Marshall was stunned to see Zidan greedily eating only with rice and salt. While all this time, he lived full of adequacy and could eat well without thinking of anything.

"Why you?" ask Zidan while chewing his food.

"No, why-why. Do you eat rice and salt every day?"

"How else, I also buy medicine for grandma. Poor grandma, it's often sick."

Marshall was moved to hear what Zidan was saying, and from now on he promises to be a child who should be grateful for what God has given him, and most importantly do not often complain about what has been given by God.