SOUND FOR DILARA

SOUND FOR DILARA
CHAPTER 79. WEARY



The two men, who were in two different places, performed a different ritual. Ezra helps Dilara get off the cage after going through observation to the bathroom while Rolex takes care of the funeral of the stranger and thinks about where the young girl will be staying.


Hospitals.


"You take a bath of wiladah," said Dilara after learning to breastfeed.


(Wiladah in Arabic means to give birth. How to purify a woman from large hadats or blood released during childbirth. The law is obligatory, with the intention of nawaitul ghusla lyrof'il hadatshil wilaadatii lillahi ta'ala).


"Let me help you, after this story what Aunt told you yesterday. Two more days we go home," replied Ezra later.


The young master's nanny, still couldn't move much. He could only hear the sounds around. The news of Ruhama's death and the birth of his foster son successfully made his heart melt with two turbulent feelings.


In his heart he was also grateful that he was still given a chance to live to make amends for this event. And was moved to see his employer survived by not drinking the liquid.


A week has passed.


Because of the many incidents, Emery decided to hold his first grandchild's aqiqah as well as the warning of more than a week of Ruhama's departure, in Jakarta. He and Mita have arrived since yesterday.


"What's her name Dila?" ask the father-in-law when he will carry her.


"Said Brother, El Shareef, so that God may glorify also so that he has an honest nature," replied Dila despite still vague pronunciation of his R and L.


"Maa is Allah, aamiin. Where's ezra? not seen?"


"Get out, ready ballroom Pa, with Rolex because many guests have come. We're also asked down, the show's about to start. Let Auntie, I push. Velma could push her wheelchair, Kak Dila," replied Mita representing her sister-in-law.


"I, can walk even slowly." She refused to be treated specifically. Finally Mita swapped positions, the sweet girl who took her sister's wife down to the ground floor.


During the event, Madam Qavi's round netra scanned the surroundings. He was worried whether Anastasya or some other kind of beautiful snake was present at their show. The young mother clutched Baby El tightly despite the escort against them being quite strict.


Even when Ezra asked to take turns carrying, Dila refused subtly. There was nothing he could trust even Ezra.


His heart was still troubled, he kept a meeting of what Aunt had said that night. Waiting for a calm situation even though her husband often asked.


Instantly, his memory goes back to the time when Ruhama came home.


"CCTV has been checked, but he is clever, his face and posture are always covered, it is not certain whether it is Cheryl or others" Rolex told Ezra after the incident.


At that time Dila faint heard it. The two men talked away while he was still weeping over the deceased's body before the coffin was closed (chapter 76)


Now, his heart holds a grudge. He secretly investigates through his laptop, who was Anastasya, when Ezra slept.


"Darling, what the hell was it? daritadi looks moody?" ezra whispered his daydream.


"What's wrong, miss Mom," Dilara replied with a sad look. There was not much the man could do at this moment, he only gave a warm hug a form of support to his wife.


Towards the end of the show, the El Qavi family returned to their residential unit.


Later that evening the in-laws and sister-in-law will return to Surabaya, but Velma stayed in Jakarta to accompany Dila as long as Bi Inah has not recovered.


Like most nursing nights, when she has just had a tiny baby, Dila often wakes up when her son is hungry.


Ezra faithfully accompanied the two people he loved despite sometimes drowsiness whack. The number of jobs, the demands of the employees that rampant make the CEO of El Qavi tired many times.


"You're the cure of all my fatigue" he said as he returned home at two in the morning.


Lately, their communication has faltered again. In addition to his new world, Ezra is busy resolving internal conflicts. The man wanted to do a babymoon after the holy Dila of the puerperium later, so that he maximized his current performance.


The following nights, Ezra's busyness became even though the man never missed all the development of the condition of the residents of his house.


The lady never protested. It tightly locked his mouth. Dilara will only speak as necessary to Ezra. There is baby El as solace, at least that is in the mind of the new abege girl transformed into Mother.


When El went to bed early. Emery's son asked his wife to speak on their bed.


"Dila, sorry. I'm very busy, but hopefully this can bind and reflect our relationship. Never let go of any circumstances later .. because this thing can protect you," said Ezra when pinning a ring on Dilara's right pinky.


"I wear it too and I'll never leave. You're my only wife, happy first anniversary darling. Even though it's gone," he added again, there are many regrets in every word he said. Ezra missed Dilara's voice, which he rarely heard in recent times.


"Say something's. I'm so much wrong with you that you don't want to talk to me" complained Ezra when he saw his wife was still silent.


"Front week, we go yes. Holidays with El as well, "persuade Ezra again, while showing two pieces of custom jewelry that has just been completed in the message.


"Yes." Yeah."


"Likes?" asked Ezra when opening two boxes of expensive accessories gifts for his wife.


Dilara just smiled, touching two sets of bracelets with beautiful diamond rings.


"I'm sorry, honey."


"Abang sa-l-ah .. hmm I sleepy. Sorry tidu-r du-l-uan," replied Dila. She slept sideways against her husband.


Something is wrong with his wife, Ezra believes it is because Dilara's attitude reflects as if he hates someone.


One week still with nothingness, just passing by.


Ezra was still struggling with all his busyness. Until Dila this afternoon must be willing to go home with Rolex and Velma after control to the hospital.


"Sit in the mosque first. I want to pray there, so that my heart is calm" he asked Velma as their car passed by a magnificent mosque.


Rolex pulled over, entering the parking lot of the grand mosque which is located two blocks from the PIK Tower.


When he took off his shoes, a voice greeted him.


"Not the pilara?"


Madam Qavi looked towards the source of the sound.


"Yes ... You? Renganist right? santriwati won second place in the tilawah race at Nyai Syuria's cottage?" exclaimed Dila with a happy face.


"Yes and you are the winner of the best BTQ calligraphy writing category with very beautiful tsuluts khat," he replied no less enthusiastically.


"Thank God you meet an old friend, you live here? with who?" tanya Dilara welcomes the embrace of old friends.


"My husband, and you must know him," he replied shyly as he untangled their body links.


"Who?"


"Assalamu'alaikum, Dila .. I told you that when we met at the hospital, you would be surprised to know who my wife is" a man's voice approached the women's excitement.(chapter 48)


"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Your husband?" tanya Dila made sure.


"Yes," replied Rengganis.


"Was baby? men huh? I was born two months ago too" asked his old friend when he saw Velma giving baby El to the Madam.


"Sir, awaited the secretariat. Go there yuk," take ustadz Zaky to his wife.


"I'm sorry to disturb it," said Dila sungkan.


"We work here Dila. Play sometime. We need this support, there are many children with special needs like you here who need help," said Rengganis at the end of the conversation.


"This is Allah" replied Dila to release them, people he knew well when in the village.


"Miss, come...."


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...Calligraphy is a technique like 2. The most basic khat is called Naskhi khat. He is easy to read because the shape is not much different from the Arabic script in general. ...


...Well if Khat tsuluts, khat used by those who have been good at writing with khat naskhi. It is often considered a middle class khat because it is neither difficult nor easy. Widely used for wall decoration because of its beauty. ...