Sebatang Kara's...

Really true...?

Three days have passed!

Today is Thursday, the day that I will say the final decision on the application bang Zainal.

" Dek, later tonight Brother comes yes!", he said via our mobile phone.

" Yes bang, come here" I said with a smile.

Well!, every morning for these three days, he's been calling or texting me, even more attention lately.

Perhaps, he wanted me to be more confident about accepting his proposal.

This Saa, I'm serving a buyer in my stall. My daughters Syakira and Syifa are watching television. Habib is still in school.

As time passed, I saw the clock on the wall showing twelve o'clock in the afternoon. It's time to pick up my son Habib for school.

" Kira, keep selling!, mama wants to invite your adek Habib to school!", I said in a loud voice.

" Yes ma!", he said as he came to me.

I rushed to my motor matic and boarded it.

After turning on my motor, I drove it at a speed heading towards Habib's school.

A few minutes later, I arrived in front of her school and called out to her, as she was already standing in front of her school gate waiting for me.

" Bib, have you been home a long time, son?", I asked after he sat behind me.

" It's a long time ma, because our exam is only one subject ma, so quickly finished it" he said.

" Ooh!, how not to ride a motorcycle rickshaw earlier, so as not to wait for mama, the fare of the rickshaw can be paid at home" I said.

" Yes ma, Habib did not think of it to ride a bike pedicab ma, was bored also just waiting for mama to come, want to walk home, afraid mama angratin!", he said.

" Once again, if you go home quickly, ride a motorcycle rickshaw yes son!, actually mama is not angry if you go home on foot, but according to mama is not safe dear, but according to mama, dear, especially now the abduction season of children, jadima worried that you will go home alone on foot, if you ride a motorcycle rickshaw, look at the rickshaw driver first, know or do not, remember yes son!", I said as I drove my matic motor.

" Yes ma, will Habib remember all the advice of mama!", he said while hugging my body from behind.

A few minutes later, we arrived in front of our house.

After parking the bike, we rushed down from the bike and immediately entered the house.

" Habib change clothes first ma!", he said.

" Yes, son", I answered.

" Ma, Syifa is hungry" she said, hugging my body.

" Wait, son, mama, take the food" I said as I passed to the kitchen to get food for Syifa.

I put the rice and side dishes on the plate and took it to the tv room.

" Here son, eat while watching tv" I said with a smile on him.

" Yes ma" he said, smiling at me.

" Mama bribe ya dear!", I said while bribing him.

Finished feeding Syifa, I asked Habib for lunch first.

I rushed to the stall to see Syakira.

" Kira, there's lunch first son, ntar change with mama!", I said.

" Mama aja first lunch, ntar maag mama relapse if late eating" he said.

" Okay son, mama has lunch first baby", I said as I passed away to the kitchen.

After full eating my food, I rushed to take ablution to perform Dzuhur prayer.

After the prayer, I walked to the stall to see my daughter again.

" Us son, there's lunch first, mama is finished, do not forget to pray Dzuhur yes after lunch, or pray first just eat, it's up to Kira aja yes son!", I said.

" Yes ma", he said as he passed away to the kitchen.

Time passed, and the afternoon changed.

After closing the stall, I rushed towards the bathroom to clean my body and took ablution to perform the ashar prayer.

After the Ashar prayer, I laid my body on the bed.

I still vividly remember my dream last night after performing the Istikharah prayer.

I smiled remembering her face that had always come into a dream for three nights.

May it be a guide from Allah SWT to overcome my worries lately, I said in my heart.

" Yes son, what is it?", I asked still lying on the bed.

" There was someone looking for my mom" he said.

" Yes, son", I said as I moved from my bed.

"Who are you, son?", I asked curiously as I walked towards the living room.

" Ani!", he said with a smile on me.

" Sister Dewi huh?", I wonder - astonished.

He stood up from his seat and walked over to me and we hugged each other.

" Sister Dewi, how are you?", I asked while crying in his arms. I never thought we'd meet again.

" Alhamdulillah, deck healthy sister, you are in good health too right?", he asked as he let go of his embrace.

" Thank God we are also healthy Brother, When did Brother come?, Where did you know that I live here?", I asked repeatedly.

" I answer one by one!", he said, smiling at me.

" Yes, come sit down!", take me.

" This is a gift for your children" he said, giving a medium-sized black plastic bag.

" Oh my brother, even ngerepotin brother use bring souvenirs, thanks brother souvenirs" I said with a smile at him.

" Kira, take this plastic bag to the kitchen, son, make a drink for aunt Goddess!", I said.

" Yes ma!", he said as he passed away to the kitchen carrying the black plastic bag.

" Syakira has grown up on deck, what class is she in?", he asked.

" He just finished Primary School, the plan, I want to register him to the Tahfidzul Qur'an Pesantren in Medan" I said.

" Alhamdulillah, good donk deck, if our child is sent to the boarding school, God willing, his moral faith and faith will be awake, especially now, is nearing the end of the deck age, so we need to increase worship to Allah SWT and improve our faith and fear to Allah SWT ", he said.

" Yes, sister, so I took the initiative to send Syakira to the pesantren, and Habib is also interested in attending school to the pesantren, if he has graduated from elementary school" I said with a smile on him.

" Habib, your son who was a baby when you were with Izal before, right?", he asked.

" Yes, brother, now he is in second grade Elementary, then he went to second grade" I said.

" There was a three-year-old girl, whose name was it?", he asked.

" That's Syifa, my daughter's sister" I said.

" Ooh!, your daughter with Izal huh?", he asked.

" Yes my sister" I said with a smile on her.

" Ma, Aunt Dewi knows my father?" said Syifa while sitting next to me.

" Dear, Auntie knew your father, when your father and mother lived in Medan, we were close neighbors" said sister Dewi while smiling at him.

" My father is handsome, right Aunt?, because I only see the face of the father from the picture" he said while showing the photo he carried.

" Dear, your father is handsome, just like the one in the photo" he said, pointing to the photo in Syifa's hand.

" When did you come here, brother?", I said, diverting our conversation.

" Ooh, this lady's sister this morning, and resting at the house of her brother, and I saw a picture of you on display of her brother in her room, Brother, so brother asked your address to his brother" he said, smiling at me, and making me more curious.

" What is the name of her sister Dewi?", I asked.

" His name is Zainal Abidin" he said.

I was immediately shocked to hear his words.

"Astaghfirullah, it turns out that BG Zainal, is your brother?", I asked for certainty.

" Yes deck, honestly, my brother was also surprised to see that there was a picture of you on display in his room, then I asked the reason why there is a picture of you, it turns out that Zain was also surprised to hear my question, and asked me why I knew Ani's deck, and then I told her about our friendship, so I could get your home address from Zain's om" she said.

" Ooh, as the story goes ", I said with a smile at him.

" What do you think?", he asked.

" No sister" I said, smiling at him.

" By the way, Om Zain said, if he had proposed adek, what was the answer to my proposal?", he asked in a curious tone.

" Ooh, that's a donk secret!!", I said with a smile on her face.

seriate....