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Surprise...

" Assalamualaikum", I said.

" Wa alaikum salam", they answered simultaneously.

I was stunned to see that those who answered my greetings were my uncle and aunt from Sidwuan.

Upon awakening, I hurried to walk slowly closer to them and greet them one by one.

" When is Uncle coming, that feeling before I go for a walk, Uncle and Aunt are not here yet?", I asked.

" We had just arrived at this house half an hour ago, because the Shadow Pane bus we were riding on was damaged on the way, so we had to wait for the bus to be repaired, in order to continue the journey, he said, we are finally late to arrive here" Bibi explained.

" Ooh.thank God you arrived safely, but uncle and aunt why didn't tell us, so we picked you up at the bus counter" I said with a smile.

" We want to give a surprise to you", said uncle.

" What about Bibi?", asked Khadijah.

" Thank God be healthy, son, and now it's in the ninth month" said my aunt, stroking her enlarged belly.

" What's Auntie ga Why-why take a bus with such a big belly?", I asked curiously.

" It's okay, son, even Auntie really likes the streets, after all Auntie misses the same you two" said the aunt with a smile.

" Yes, aunt took a shower and rested in the room, let it be fresher, because I saw from the face of the aunt tired look ", I said as I headed to the empty room to clean it while holding my daughter Syakira.

" No need to deck, the room has been cleaned bang Raka, so adek here chat with us“, said brother Khadijah holding my hand.

" Ooh. well then, thank you bang", I said to bang Raka who was busy carrying her son.

He just smiled at me hearing my words.

" Uncles and aunts can only stay here for three days, is it okay if Uncle and aunt go home to Sidwomen again?", asked the aunt.

" It's nothing bi, I'm happy to see my Uncle and aunt visiting us here, even though the condition of the aunt is again pregnant big like that, in fact I think that uncle and aunt only rest for three days, even though the trip is far, what better a week to do here" said brother Khadijah persuaded aunt.

" Your uncle can not take a long time off, this can come because there is a red date for two days in a row, so if your Uncle has one more day off, no problem" said the aunt explained.

" Yes, it's up to Uncle and aunt" said Khadijah with a smile.

" By the way, did Izal not come here to visit you?", asked my aunt.

" Come kok bi, maybe tomorrow he will come again here, because of the holiday, but do not know also bi, if he has an impromptu work business ", I said pessimistic.

" It cannot be so udzon that son, husnudzon aja, may Allah give Izal the opportunity and health to come again here to visit you" said my uncle advising.

" Well, I hope uncle" I said with a smile.

Time passed, adzan magrib reverberated, we hurried to carry out our obligations to Allah SWT.

After the prayer, we had dinner together in the kitchen while chatting with the thrill.

After we ate, I hurried to clean the dining table and swept the kitchen clean. While my daughter Syakira was playing with my uncle in the tv room.

After I finished doing the kitchen work, I rushed to the tv room to meet them.

" Sit down, son, just put Syakira to sleep" said my Uncle.

" Yes uncle", I said as I sat on the red carpet on the floor.

I watched my daughter's happy laughing face while playing with her grandfather.

" Ni, instead of uncle meddling in your personal affairs, Khadijah has already told you about the problems you are facing with Izal, forgive Izal son, and come back with him, because your daughter is in desperate need of affection from her father. We will not be low, if we are willing to forgive the mistakes of others, let alone our own family, according to uncle, it is the best solution, and it all depends on your decision, son", said Uncle advised me.

" Yes uncle, actually I do want to forgive his mistake bang Izal, but I just want to give him a lesson, so that he would appreciate me as his wife, Izal, and I want him to promise not to repeat his mistake again the next day ", I said with a smile on his face.

" Thank God, son, thank God your heart will still forgive Izal, may you remain happy until death do you part" my Uncle said with a smile on me.

An hour passed, my daughter Syakira began to yawn from sleepiness.

" Uncle, I put Syakira to bed first in the room" I said as I hurriedly carried my daughter Syakira.

I walked slowly towards our bedroom while holding my daughter Syakira who was constantly yawning due to drowsiness.

I put my body and body on the bed. I stroked his head, so that he would fall asleep quickly.

After my daughter fell asleep, I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom that was in this room to take ablution to perform Islamic prayers.

After the prayer, I checked my phone, there were five missed calls from my husband.

I deactivated my phone and laid my body on the bed, because I didn't want my sleep interrupted by the phone.

Time passed, a quiet night passed, a bright morning, finally arrived.

As usual, I do my activities every morning, starting from praying, cooking, washing dishes and cleaning the house and yard.

After that, I cleaned my body with a clean bath, so that when my daughter woke up, I was clean and without germs and the smell of sweat.

At eight in the morning, we had a guest. When I was basking in the heat of the morning sun, which nourished my body.

" Assalamualaikum" he said.

" Wa alaikum salam", I said as I stood on the porch of the house.

" Adek was surprised, did you come early in the morning like a gini?", he asked me.

" Emang Abang did not work" I said to divert the conversation.

" This is the red date of the deck, for two days, anyways Abang kangen very much with you guys, so Brother hastily come here", he replied with a smile to me.

" Ooh... Have you, Brother has breakfast?", I asked.

" Not deck yet, let's go to breakfast Brother", take him while holding my hand to the kitchen.

Upon arrival in the kitchen, she sat on a chair, and I served fried rice and beef-eye eggs in front of her.

" Where is Syakira deck?", he asked while eating his food.

" Sleeping in the room, maybe he was soaked because he played with uncle last night" I said while sitting on the chair to his right.

" Which uncle is the deck?", he asked curiously.

" Uncle of Sidfemal", I said briefly.

" When did it come?", he asked again.

" Ear afternoon", I replied.

After breakfast, my husband walked to the porch to smoke, while I headed to our bedroom to see my daughter Syakira, who was awake.

I rushed over to her who wanted to get off the bed, fortunately I arrived in time, otherwise my daughter might have fallen to the floor of the room.

You can take care of his business, I said in my heart, holding my daughter to go out of the room.

I saw my uncle and aunt and brother Khadijah and her husband Raka having breakfast in the kitchen.

" Who is coming down the deck?", asked Khadijah.

" Bang Izal kak", I said as I fed my daughter the chicken porridge I cooked earlier.

" Ooh..where is she now?", asked my aunt

" He's on the bi porch, smoking" I said as I fed my daughter.

After breakfast, we gathered in the living room to talk about the problems we were facing.

A few hours later, after getting the right and best solution for us, Uncle and Aunt gave good advice for us going forward.

Thank God, it turns out that every problem we face, Allah SWT always provides the right and best solution for His hanba, I said in my heart.

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