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Wejangan Umm Nur

Once at home, Adhan Magrib is no longer heard. The woman did not go straight up other than rush to the bathroom to get water. After that, we headed to the prayer room near the family room. The woman with the wet face exposed to the ablution water was stunned for a while in front of the entrance, a mini mushola.

Because seeing a middle-aged woman who was dhikr there, but if you look around her body is not like Aida's mother.

"Assalamualaikum," he said as he entered. The woman who was thinking said while looking back.

"MashaAllah, Ummi..." Qonni immediately smiled, walking politely with his knees approaching Ummi Nur.

He grabbed the sepuh hand and kissed the back of the hand of the woman who inshaAllah contains blessings because of his good deeds. Without speaking, Qonni again stepped back with a distance of a few inches.

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After the sunnah worship and mandatory in the walk, the woman went up to the second floor to meet the daughter and two middle-aged women who he respected.

Her sweet lips said a greeting while her feet stepped in. Qonni carved a smile on the two people who answered his greetings full of warmth, welcoming him who had just arrived.

"Ummi came alone?" The woman sat politely by Ummi Nur's side.

"So in between A' Mukhlis," he replied. "You're from Bogor, right?"

"Yes, Ummi. Ayu's close friend, today married. And it happened to be celebrated in Bogor, "he replied a little unkindly. Because I left Nisa for a long time. Meanwhile another middle-aged woman started to rise.

"Mrs Nyai, I'm sorry to go out first."

"Where are you going, Miss Aida?"

"Regular.., warm the vegetables this afternoon," he replied with a chuckle that smiled back.

"Oh... Yes, Ms. Aida. The important thing is not to bother preparing something because of me," he jokes.

"Haha, no Nyai ma'am. After all, the hassle was also not a problem," Aida responded before actually getting out of her daughter's room, in order to prepare a meal for dinner.

Back at the woman with the glasses framing her half-eye. He glanced at Qonni who was always awkward when only alone with Him.

"Son?" Call later.

"Yes, Ummi?"

"You're a woman, it's good to travel long distances, not alone." Umm Nur said carefully. Not wanting to arrange the wife of the late child, just leaning more to his worry.

"Yes, Ummi. It just so happened to be alone, because Dad was out of town. Usually, Ayu's between me."

The woman with the shar'i hijab shook her hand as she clasped her index finger.

"Fate if it is still alone is like this." he said that made Qonni's eyes move towards him. The middle-aged woman both looked over and smiled.

Nisa's whining made Ayudia wake up. Looks like the child understands that it is time for him to suckle from the source directly. Qonni carried his daughter's body, moving it to his lap while opening a zipper on his chest. The boy immediately responded with his mouth open to the source of calmness.

In the lyrics is a photo of Aaron who is still perched in the same place. Though months had passed, the man left his fragrant name in the middle-aged woman's mind. He took a long breath.

"No, it's been almost a year." Ummi's voice turned back to make Qonni turn. "It is impossible that in the blink of an eye, time turns its form into memories."

"Emmm," the woman at Umm Nur's side lowered her head. One of her hands holding the small hand was raised, then kissed her softly.

"And you're still like this, Yu." He looked at the woman who now looked slowly at him again. "You don't want to have a friend to take care of, Nisa?"

"I mean, Ummi?" Ask Qonni carefully.

"The Ummi never forbid if you want to find a new life companion" he said to the points. "Even from the very beginning of Aaron's death. Ummi allows, you marry after giving birth."

Does Ummi not understand, if the loss of a life partner is very heavy. Especially when it is still dear.

Qonni did not answer but looked down. Looking at Nisa's face that really bears a resemblance to Aaron.

Ummi caught a glimmer of pain on Qonniah's face. Directly grasping one hand Qonni who was also holding the small hand of Nisa gently. The two looked at each other with different eyes. Ummi was pitying, and Qonni was again feeling sorrow for the endless longing.

"Don't get me wrong. Ummi just wants you to open your heart. Because you won't be able to be alone forever like this, Ayu."

On the other hand the girl was still unmoved, Qonni was at a loss to explain what it was like anymore. For not once twice, his loved ones kept trying to persuade Him to open their hearts. Perhaps because, not a few also the pious men who are mostly single who have never been married, often try to get close to his parents or maybe Umminya Aaron.

That was the reason he started to get caught off guard with the people who always told him to open his heart. Does he want to live like this himself? Even if asked to choose, she also actually wants to be normal as a mother. Having a partner who is able to invite him to stand together, is not like this. Side limp.

"You can choose not to get married. But, the problem is your age is still very young if you have to be alone constantly. Your defamation is still very great, son." Ummi still continued to speak with a soft speech. Wishing Qonni could accept without being offended by him.

"I know, Ummi," he replied after waiting for the middle-aged woman to finish speaking. "But how. I'm still scared..."

"Fear what? What are you afraid of?"

"It's a marriage that's gonna make me alone again."

"Are you able to ascertain what your future will be like?" Ask, who answered the head. "If not, never worry about the future. Open your heart, accept others. Whoever will propose to you as long as he not only loves you but your son. Don't keep your heart locked just for past loves that you can't afford anymore."

Qonni stuck Nisa's hand to her own cheek, while listening to her mother-in-law's wobble.

"Yes, Nak– Ummi wants you happy. Ummi guess Aaron would want it that way too."

"But people say, if a woman does not remarry she will be with her first husband." She started with tears that began to fall. "Joe wants to be with Aa to Jannah, Ummi."

Qonni's sincerity flashed in both of his wet neutrals. Until the soft caress rubbed his shoulders.

"You want to be with Aaron? Sure it can. Because Umm Salamah once asked Rosulullah Saw, which husband will be his match if there is a woman during life married twice. In the sense that she has become a widow who lived to die her husband then married again. So what Rosulullah said, that person will be paired with the most pious. But if both pray, then the wife can choose to be with whom will be there."

Qonni was stunned to see the face of Ummi Nur who was very shady in the heart. Still, if he married again would not be able to maximally love the man, right? Which automatically, a drop of longing on the previous husband will make his love as if branching.