Pursuing the Details of His Love Tasbih

Chapter 98 - Should You Start a New Life?

"Darling?"

Ameer groaned softly when she heard the soft voice whispering in her ear. "Well you get up, honey?"

Slowly Ameer opened his eyes, and a big smile spread across his lips, looking at the face of the wife he so longed for. "Cold, honey." Ameer pulled the woman's hand, then she was swayed spoiled in the arms of the wife.

"Hem, I'm cold too" said Meizia, tightening her arms at her husband.

Outside, there was the sound of thundering rain, accompanied by the sound of lightning striking. The dark night was gripping because of the sound of rain and lightning. However, that did not bother Ameer and Meizia.

For a while, the two were in that position, enjoying the warmth of each other in the cold middle of the night.

"I miss you so much, my heart always cries out for your name" said Ameer, looking up at the wife's eyes.

"I'm always here." Meizia touched her husband's chest gently. "Your heart knows that, right?"

Ameer smiled and nodded, Meizia had always been in her heart, never for a second had she shifted from her place.

"Darling, didn't you hear that voice?" meizia asked suddenly which made Ameer's forehead wrinkle.

"What sound?" ask Ameer.

"Someone knocked on the door" Meizia replied.

Ameer frowned more and more confused, which was heard from outside just the rumbling sound of rain and lightning.

"Maybe you heard wrong" said Ameer, pushing his body against his wife.

"No, I didn't hear wrong" Meizia argued. "What if it's Hana?"

"No way, honey," said Ameer.

"Let's see first" Meizia said. "Come on!" she forced her husband.

Ameer complied, both got out of the room and checked who was outside the window. Instantly Ameer was surprised, outside there was indeed Hana who was soaking wet.

"I'm right, right?" Meizia looked at her husband with a smile. "Aren't you going to open the door, honey? Let Hana in, she's cold, she needs a place to shelter."

Ameer could not answer, he just looked at his wife with nanar. "Darling?" call Meizia.

Suddenly Ameer heard the voices of her children, she turned her head and saw the twins at the end of the stairs. Meizia looked at her children deeply.

"They'd be happy if Hana was home" Meizia said.

Ameer looked at the twins, then Meizia and then looked at Hana who was still in front of her house. Ameer heard the twins calling her.

"Abi?" call Asywaq.

"Bi?" The little girl shook the shoulder of the father who was asleep on top of his cool.

"Abi?"

"Mayezia?" ameer shouted which made Ashwaq frown in confusion.

Ameer woke up with a gasping breath, he circulated his gaze around her. "That dream again" thought Ameer.

He was in his room, the day was bright. There's no sign of heavy rain out there.

"Why call Ummi's name?" ask Asywaq. "Did Abi dream of meeting Ummi?"

"Yes, honey," replied Ameer, rubbing her face.

He fell asleep after the dawn prayer, and again Ameer dreamed of it.

"No, Bi, we play at home" Asywaq said. "At home there's Aunt Hana and Hafiz."

"Well, honey, Abi will play with you too" said Ameer. "But now Abi wants to pray dhuha for a while."

Asywaq nodded in understanding, after which he dashed to the front yard.

In the courtyard of the house, Hana accompanies Asywaq who draws, while Hafiz plays ball. Asywaq just came to sit on the grass while reading the book of stories of the Prophets, a book that had just been bought by his grandfather.

"Tante, Adek can ask for something no?" syauqi asked without looking at Hana. He is still very focused on his picture book.

"Ask what, honey?" hana asked while looking at the image of Syauqi.

"Tante has no husband" Shafiq said innocently, and Hana was not at all offended to hear Shafiq's remarks, but she smiled.

"Then?" ask Hana.

"Why didn't Abi just make Aunty husband? Isn't that a good idea? Adek same Kaka so have two mothers too, one in heaven another one here."

Hana was stunned to hear Syauqi say, even she was at a loss for words. However, he realized it was just the babbling of children.

"Without marrying Abi, Auntie is also your mother, dear" said Hana.

"But the mother is the one who accompanies us to sleep, play, eat, do tasks and take us to school" concluded Syauqi. "She wants a mother who is like her, like her friends at school." He continued while giving his picture book to Hana.

Hana looked at the picture book. "This is Abi ...." Syauqi pointed at the image of the tallest person. "This is Adek, this is Brother, this is Ummi in heaven and this one is Aunt Hana here, at home."

Hana's breath was choked when she saw the picture of the little boy.

"Aunty doesn't want to be our mother at home?" ask Syauqi again.

Hana was still silent, especially when she looked at her feet that could not even stand on the ground.

"But Adek' will know, Aunt Hana can not accompany Adek play, look! aunt Hana is always in a wheelchair" Hana said in a trembling voice.

"But Aunt accompanied Adek drawing since then, isn't that also playing?" shauqi.

Hana smiled, Syauqi's reply was quite smart for her.

"Tante Hana can't walk like your friend's mom, honey," Hana said.

"But Aunt Hana can get to school by car as usual, right? Aunty's wheelchair can also walk even though it's not pushed by people, isn't it already running?"

Hana was again at a loss for words, she could only stare at Syauqi with nanar. Until suddenly Hafiz called him, invited Syauqi to play ball.

"Have Kaka finished drawing?" ask Hafiz. "Let's play ball!"

"Come on!" sahut Syauqi's. "Tante, let's play, '" take her later which makes Hana sad.

"Honey, Aunt can't kick a ball" Hana said.

"We're throwing and catching the ball with our hands, Auntie" Syauqi said. "Adek is also not good at playing ball, so we just play throw the ball."

Hana was filled with words from the boy, who understood and understood her situation.

"Come," Hana asked then with a big smile. Ashwaq closed his book and joined them.

Without Hana noticing, Ameer had been standing not far from there and the man heard everything Hana and Syauqi were talking about.

Ameer was speechless, all this time he thought he had been a good parent, father and mother to his son. But he forgot, however, that the two figures were very different. The needs of the Mother figure will still only be filled by a woman as appropriate.