Seikhlas Love Afifa 2

The Love of Parents is Everything...

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Afifa's house looked lonely, there was only Wulan and her father, and Nadia and Thalita who still sobbed in her mother's arms.

The roar of the car was heard stopping right outside the gate of Afifa's house, the four of them turned their heads, looking red car there. Mang Ujang got down from the car and half ran towards the door of the house. "Assalamualaikum..!", he said.

"Waalaikum greetings", replied everyone in unison from inside the house.

Various questions about Fauzi's condition were thrown at Mang Ujang, but Mang Ujang could not answer anything because when he came home earlier, his employer had not come out of the action room. Mang Ujang gave Wulan the car keys, then said goodbye to return to the store.

"Let's go home!", invite Wulan's father in his flat voice.

Wulan nodded and muttered to Nadia, although her little heart was eager to come to the Hospital to know Fauzi's final condition, but considering that she was now with her father who would only add to the chaos alone, it would be very difficult for her, he finally decided to go home.

"Bak go home first, Nad!", he said.

Nadia didn't say much, she just nodded while standing up.

"Let's go, baby, let's go home!", take Wulan to her daughter who is still sitting next to her.

But Thalita instead ran behind Nadia's body and hugged her waist. "Thalita won't come home!, Thalita will be here!" he said a little screaming.

"Lho..kok don't want to? let's go home with Mother and Grandpa!", said wulan again.

"Don't want to!, Thalita wants to be with Mommy Fifa and Dad only!".

"But Mommy Fifa is not home, baby!"

"Thalita won't go home...!" his screams further tightened his embrace, making Nadia misbehave.

"Honey.., Mother please, let's go home with Mother.., Mother dear to Thalita".

"Thalita wants to be with Mommy Fifa!"

"But, your mother is Mother, not Mother Fifa!", replied Wulan rather loudly with teary eyes because it did not also succeed in persuading her daughter, making Thalita even more reluctant to come with her.

"Let's go home Thalita!", suddenly Wulan's father spoke up in a firm and flat voice.

"Wicked Grandpa!, Grandpa made Daddy sick!, Thalita hated Grandpa! hik hik hik.", Thalita said while crying.

Nadia immediately grabbed her body and hugged the child, trying to calm him down. "Sir.., maybe he's still shocked by what he saw today, Thalita should be here first, for a while I'll take care of him before Anti and Uncle go home". Nadia said to Wulan who now only looked at her daughter's weakness while crying.

Wulan's father just stared intently at the child, making Thalita even more afraid and tightening his embrace.

"Kriiiing...Kriyning..." The sound of Wulan's cell phone rang from inside her bag, breaking Wulan's grief about her daughter. He reached into his bag and picked up the flat object in question, then shifted the green button and placed it in front of his ear, his left hand rubbed the tears that had fallen from his eyelids and the liquid that suddenly came out of his nose.

"Hallo...Assalamualaikum", Wulan's greeting to the person who called him.

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"Oh, so you're on set?"

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"Well, I'm coming home soon, the workers started working two weeks ago, the construction is only 40% new, waiting for your next design".

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Wulan closed her phone, then turned back to face Nadia and her daughter.

"Well, Nadia!, I have to go home because I have work to do", Wulan bent her body to talk to Thalita, "Honey..., so you sure don't want to go home with Mother?" ask slowly and carefully.

Thalita did not reply, she closed her mouth tightly while wiping the tears on her cheeks with both hands.

Wulan fell silent for a moment, then took a deep breath, and stood up again, radiating sadness from her face. "I'm sorry, I'm troubling you, Nad!", bowed.

"Grandfather, Ma'am!, don't worry!, I will take care of Thalita", Nadia replied convincingly.

Wulan stepped out followed by her father, she walked gontai towards the car, Nadia and Thalita still standing watching Wulan who went with his car until invisible from before them.

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Adhan dzuhur reverberated, Afifa said goodbye to her husband to do his duty in the mosque, alternating with his Mother-in-law.

After Afifa finished praying, she returned to her husband's room, but her steps came to a halt when she saw Umi and Abi coming hastily towards her. "Afifa..!", call Umi.

Afifa commented on the smile of seeing her loved ones come. "Same...!Abi....!", he said as he poured into his parents' arms, "How did Umi know we were here?" afifa asked, because she felt she didn't tell them.

"Your mother-in-law called Umi, where is your husband now?" ask Umi.

"Still in the ER, Umi! Her nursery is being prepared", Afifa replied while guiding her parents to meet her husband.

Before long they are in the action room, because it should not be too many people inside. Afifa's parents went back out with her Father and Mother-in-law, and again sat in the waiting room. Afifa was alone in the room, helping her husband to pray in an emergency with the knowledge of the prayer rukhsoh he received during the first pesantren. Afifa took good care of her husband, she always had a smile to make her husband happy, sometimes the small seduction and joke he made her husband and herself again laughed forget a moment all the tightness in the chest.

There was a serious and long conversation between Afifa's parents and Fauzi's parents. It did not feel like an hour had passed, Afifa's parents said goodbye to go back home. Her mother-in-law called Afifa, and took her place in waiting for her son.

Afifa came out following her parents to the motor park. While passing through the park in front of the hospital, Umi stopped her steps and invited Afifa to sit in a long chair made of bamboo under a large shady tree. they sat side by side with the pisisi Afifa between his parents.

"Son..", Umi began her talk, Afifa looked at Umi's eyes that were beginning to wrinkle with age, "are you sure you will be strong in dealing with all this?" asked Umi, making Afifa who had been reviewing a smile immediately turned silent and bowed. "You need not worry, you are not alone, there are still Umi and Abi who will always support all your decisions".

Afifa raised her face, looked back at her mother's eyes which were so cool to her, she did not answer, just buried her head in the arms of the person she loved so much and respected, her tears flowing even without a sound. Umi rubbed the tip of Afifa's head and kissed her.

"Son.", Call Abi. "Whatever your decision will be, make your choice based on clear thinking, not based on mere passions". Afifa lifted her head and held her sitting position, listening to every word that her beloved Abi said. "Only you have to remember, even though divorce is halal, but it is one thing that is hated by God, but if the divorce is the best thing, it is the best thing, where if you continue to survive in it will only cause new sins for you, and there is no other way, do not worry!, our door will always be open for you".

Afifa looked at the soft and wise black netra of Abinya, she also scattered her beloved Abi's embrace. "Thank you Abi...Fifa will always remember Abi's words", her tears came back out, but there was one relief in her heart, she was grateful to have parents like them who would always be present for her in joy and sorrow. Really am! there is not one of the most sincere love and no hope of repayment other than the love of parents for their children.

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By: Rahma Husnul