Seikhlas Clouds Accompany Rain

Life will be full of learning

"We're so bathing again–" Qonni stared at the reflection of himself and Aaron in front of the mirror. The man smiled as he held the hairdryer. Help Qonni dry his hair.

"Bii, later while looking for our snacks anterin Eceu first yes."

"Yes, A'..." Smilingly.

"We all watch, huh."

"Well, watch?" Qonni's spirit is burning.

"Yes, watch Star Wars." Aaron replied no less enthusiastic, but different from Qonni who immediately drew his smile. Her eyes shifted to the husband who actually increasingly showed his teeth clean and white.

"Kok, star wars, anyway?"

"That's what A'a was waiting for, Bii. Yeeeeeeaaah!" The man moved his hand as if he was holding a Lightsaber then slashed it to the side following the style of Darth Vader in action. "MashaAllah, cool, right?"

"Aaaaaah, I think we're going to watch a romantic movie. Mostly aurat a lot that is open when watching a western movie."

"Later A'a close your eyes, you know." Aaron closed his eyes with the fingers of the hand that he outlined so that Ayudia could still be seen clearly.

"Diiiihi!" Qonni covered her husband's face with both hands which triggered Aaron's laughter. "Don't watch that, A'. The others."

"What dong?"

"Mermaid, Disney."

"Aiiiih, that's even more so, Bii! The entire length of the film."

"Haha. Same with Star Wars, A'..."

"That's different..."

"Not much different. The same!'

"Things, Bii. Don't be ggeyel. Anyway, Star wars!"

"Ariel!"

"Darth Vader!" Aaron was no less insistent.

"Ariel, Ariel, Ariel! Point don't use comma...!"

JEGEEEEEEEEEEE!

"Yahoooooo!" Qonni hugged her husband's body as lightning suddenly struck, triggering a tremor in their bedroom glass. "Astaghfirullah al'azim, the lightning is very tight."

"Huh, the quality. Don't you want to do it?!" Aaron Ledek.

"Not connecting, ah...!"

"Well, how is it?"

"Watch the Estuary of Love, the Habib, deh." Qonni offered, as per his true desire, to watch a film adaptation of the novel by Maryam Chwa.

"Haaaah, yes." Aaron relented. "Just think of it for the sake of peace today, tomorrow and beyond."

Qonni who heard Aaron's murmur laughed, then hugged the circumference of her husband's neck and gave a kiss on the cheek.

# Flashback Off

A hand touched his shoulder, Qonni nodded slightly before looking back.

"No papa, Miss Nida."

"Thank God, kirain why. Been here from now on. Again miss the late husband, huh?" ask her with a concerned face. As for Qonni just responded with a faint smile. "Emmmm, Istighfar. It is better not to dream like this often, pamali! Ayudia is pregnant."

"I'm just looking at the test again, Mom."

"Yes the same while being dumb. Worried that something was invisible, nempel. Come on in, yuk. It's cold in here, and again Bu Ayudia's clothes get a little wet. Kasian Dede in the womb, Bu Ayu."

"Yes, Miss Nida. Thanks for your attention, you." Women who had dissolved in memory stepped in side by side with the sociology teacher who was known to be friendly plus motherhood.

Yes, that's how life changes so quickly. The loving situation that now lives in memories, somehow raises thin silhouettes that sometimes make him shed tears.

I don't know when he'll live like this. What is clear, the groove he receives must be iklhas he lived. This suffering is only for a moment. Allah SWT actually gives more happiness than sadness. Such was the advice he always received from Ustadz Irsyad. In order to keep his heart in order, sami'na wa ato'na.

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The rain that was still quite heavy flushed the city of Cileungsi, not shaking the spirit of Ilyas who had protected his body with a rain coat. The bespectacled man just finished teaching, now it's time to travel to Jatinegara to find client-order items that he needs.

Before returning to war with his heart, he actually had to raise more capital. At least, he wanted to be more financially and metal-ready when he could really turn his back on Aaron's late wife.

Indeed, only last night he was rejected directly by Ayudia Qonniah. But, what makes him tremble? Of course not, he is actually increasingly encouraged to try more persistently. Only, for this time he did not want to use lust as before.

Let it be, Ayu enjoys her status of solitude while healing the wounds. While He, focus on improving the relationship with the Lord the ruler of the universe. No matter what God wrote in his life's destiny, he just tried his best to live life as an actor. And leave the ending to the best director who is more entitled to manage the course of this life.

After going around spending the rest of the day. The man had just arrived home after the incident. A limp and cold body, ignored. Ilyas rushed to clean himself with warm water which apparently had been prepared by Ibn.

"Mas, eat first." The youth with the worn-out t-shirt laid out three bowls of boiled instant noodles complete with eggs and green mustard.

"MashaAllah, look at it." The man who always hid his eyes behind the lens minus it immediately sat on the chair.

"Well, Noodle again." In contrast to Ilyas, Abas himself actually showed a response of dislike with his dinner menu.

"Thankful, Bas. Can still eat, where there is no effort to buy and cook it again," protested Ibnu who was a little upset.

"Yes anyways from noon, Noodle continues. I want to eat something else."

"If you want to eat something else, say it from earlier. Just play, usually!"

"Udah-ud–" Ilyas broke up. Because his two younger siblings do somewhat often fuss over something trivial. "Here you go, what does Abas want?"

"Here you are, this is it." With the ogah-ogahan young man who was still sitting in high school pulled his bowl closer.

Ilyas sighed. "Other times if you want to eat the menu you want by the way, yes."

"Said irit, eat as is. Yesterday I asked to buy fried rice not bought with Mas Ilyas."

"Astaghfirullah al 'azim. Na'am, na'am! I forgot it, Dek. Really! Buy it now, yes. Take the money first."

"CK! don't worry, this is enough!" The teenager in front of Ilyas immediately moved while carrying a bowl of noodles that were still seen billowing and out of the kitchen.

"Relieve, continue!" Ibnu exclaimed in response to the immature attitude of Abaz. As for Ilyas, he immediately restrained Ibnu and placed an index finger on his lips.

"Uda eat it. Biarin.." whispered the order. Ibnu who was holding a teflon rice cooker sighed, he put the object on the table and then himself sat in front of his eldest brother.

It is not easy to live without parents. Not having a life partner yet. Which automatically, the house will be less warm because of the absence of female touch.

Ilyas tried to continue to accept this situation. Regulate emotions that are often up-and-down. Not to mention facing younger siblings who have different traits. It is true that no human being is perfect. Like Ilyas, forever he will continue to learn to set the heart for quality life.