Special Journey

Episode 13's

Kia's condition has begun to improve, after cleansing his body kia look fresher.

Considering what Yusuf said if I wasn't a mother, the pain really hurt. Why did I go back down with Yusuf?

I walk with slow steps.

Now my mind went nowhere, until I didn't realize I was running away from me.

I'm too cool with my own mind.

" mak afiifah, mbak. "anisa patted my shoulder.

I looked towards nisa.

" mother.. Didn't hear Nisa talk from earlier? "

" i'm sorry nisa, I'm a little dizzy" I lied.

" do you need medicine? " ask nisa.

" no papa nisa, god willing, better "I smile again.

Nisa and I sped up our steps so that we could follow the kia who was sitting next to Joseph.

By jove...

I realized just how beautiful Joseph was.

His tall body is perfect with the clothes he wears.

But why is he wearing batik?

Like her she's the wrong contum.

I can only hold back the laughter.

The purple batik in the black trousers combined was perfect for her.

The clothes on his body showed his body shape. Like her she was a sportsman.

Suddenly I felt amused by the style he used.

" is something funny about me? "

Joseph realized that I was watching him with a little laugh.

" why do you wear batik? I just want "nisa's words to represent my feelings right now.

I spontaneously smiled widely.

" do not bring another shirt brother, the shirt was splashed vomit kia "his answer.

" that wasn't it just that brother brought a backpack? " it's as if nisa doesn't believe it.

" brother bring a backpack for the work file brother, not your kayak, almost half of the default must be makeup equipment "nya chirps.

" it's different.. Our brother is female, everywhere the needs of women are more "Anisa do not want to lose.

" the deck... If ugly remains ugly, want to wear makeup anyway also the same, what else you, will not be able to turn into white clear "Yusuf again hit jidat anisa with the back of his hand.

" god.. Brother, can't his mouth on the brake a little, every talk to the heart "anisa hit Joseph's arm.

" kia is better? Or still vomiting? " ask nisa.

" it's better, kia's stomach is no longer sick, kia want to eat fried rice can not ma'am? "

After answering Nisa's question, she asked permission to eat fried rice.

" but I'll throw up again" answered I hesitated to give permission.

" no papa, than later he does not eat, his stomach is more empty, then he will catch wind" continued Joseph.

'Why is Joseph talking more now? ' my inner.

" can y ma'am? " whimper kia.

" okay.. Yes, after this take medicine yes, let not catch a cold "I follow want kia.

" mother.. But is that really a nurse? " anisa is staring at me

" hmmm, why is it?, you also want to say a nurse but why not take care of the child is not becus? " i insinuate Joseph's words.

Sober Yusuf saw me.

" that's not what I mean, I slipped and "joseph looked back at me.

Our views met.

" mother.. Answer "anisa waved her hand in front of my face.

" what is this? " ask me again.

" o lord... Answer, is it true that the nurse? " nisa repeated her question.

" ohh that... Yes "answer me while smiling at him.

" where do you know if you are a nurse? " now nisa's view to joseph.

" right.. How do you know I'm a nurse? " i was curious too.

" WE'RE LEAVING... COME ON IMMEDIATELY ENTER "sound a voice of a man shouting to give orders to immediately get into the bus, ahh it turns out it was the bus we were riding.

" just guess, don't take it seriously" replied Yusuf briefly then he stood up and walked towards the bus.

" don't believe nisa, the psychologist kan nisa is not the brother "nisa ran to align herself with Yusuf.

Me and I followed them to the bus.

" brother replied "whimper anisa.

anisa's still trying to figure out the answer to where you know I'm a nurse.

But Yusuf still did not care about nisa's question.

We also sat in our seats.

" brother... Do you know where my brother came from when he was a nurse? "

Anisa is still trying to get her satisfactory answer.

" what the hell are you decking, anyway,? You already want to marry old means, so stop like a child. "yusuf still with his stance to silence about the question of Anisa.

" is it anisa what?, anisa is just asking bang, anisa is not her whining asking in a book of lollipops like a child "

Sneak anisa.

" let's see, you like to wrestle in the arms of your brother, like a little boy like to whine that is not clear you ", explained Yusuf.

" that's why you answer, anisa so curious, can't it be a brother tetiba so fortune-teller because of the splash of vomiting kia? " continue anisa.

I just smiled at the chatter of my brother sitting behind me.

" right brother has said just guessing deck, you are well in less-less nagging, the woman should be sweet, later your husband ilfil same you "yusuf's advice.

" brother pray for Anisa not to be married, huh? " now I look back to hear Anisa's words.

" hus can't su'uzon be the same bang himself, everywhere all the brothers want his sister happy, you think what evil brother is? "

I still smile at their quarrels, maybe I smile because now Yusuf is talking a lot.

" hehe.... Thanks brother ".

Now I can make sure Anisa is back in the hands of Joseph.

" or mbak afiifah already know with bang yusuf yes before her? "

Anisa took my hand, which means now she's talking to me.

I looked towards Anisa and Yusuf.

I looked at Yusuf's face, thinking and remembering.

Do we really know each other?

Or maybe I have met.

Unexpectedly, we met each other. Astagfirullah.. Why am I so nervous?

Then I threw away my sight. I am neutral with my feelings.

" i don't know nisa, I don't feel a little foreign to your brother" I replied.

" have we ever met a suf? "

I made sure and asked Yusuf.

Joseph looked at me with a flat expression without answering my question.

" subhanallah... Astagfirullah, brother in tanyain as well. "anisa hit Yusuf's arm.

" o lord... How troublesome it is to deal with these women "joseph closed his eyes.

I smiled again and then I looked forward. I could have broken my neck looking back.

' astagfirullah astagfirullah astagfirullah. ' I immediately threw away my dirty thoughts.

But how could I possibly fall in love again after suffering this injury. What else to get married.

I just want to grow up, educate me wholeheartedly. I want to make Kia a hafizoh. Aamiins.

" is this the reason you don't want to get married? " nisa still hunts down Yusuf with questions.

" yes.. "Joseph replied firmly.

" hey... Tell me no one is interested in the same thing ". Connect nisa.

" don't get me wrong, take a good look at your handsome, intelligent, and charming brother "

Joseph answered with confidence.

" ass pretentious and you suf suf ". Anisa effect.

Suddenly I laughed to hear Anisa call yusuf without saying brother.

" well sick, really like jidat nisa ". Sewot.

" let your brain watered.have dared to be brazen you yes, call suf suf doang "yusuf protest.

" brother had met afiifah in the hospital before ". Without asking again, Joseph gave a curious answer to me and Anisa. I look back again.

" do you know what my brother has ever been sick in Jakarta? " nisa looked confused.

" not brother.. But his brother's friend, besides brother also already know afiifah before this "

Clearly, Anisa and I were shocked to hear Yusuf's words.

" stop.don't put on a curious face. I don't want to answer any more questions ".

Joseph anticipated before he was asked.

" when did you know I was a suf? " i swear I was curious.

" know mbak afiifah from where brother? " ask anisa again.

" bang.. Elder brother... Ihsss "anisa shaking - Joseph's hand shake. But Yusuf took off nisa's arms with eyes closed, while fixing the sitting position to lean his body on the chair.

" don't be noisy, brother wants to sleep. It's a hospital if the patients and the families of the patients know their doctors and nurses ". Joseph answered again with closed eyes.

" right too " I murmured slowly. And for what? , I saw Joseph smiling at my soft words just now.I looked back to the front.

Is there anything funny about what I said. How important is it if you have ever met? My inner.

I saw the kia who was already sound in her sleep.

I fixed her sleeping position and tidied up her blankets.

I kissed the soft top of his head that was perfectly covered by the veil.

He must be very tired.

It was quiet without nisa's babble.

Maybe he's sleeping too.

I looked at the clock on my phone screen, and it was already midnight. But I haven't felt the sleepiness.

I opened the window of the bus next to me.

I really want to enjoy this trip.

Although there is still pain in my heart. It turns out I haven't been able to forgive what Haikal did.

The beautiful memories of the past with mas haikal again filled the space of my heart and mind.

I still can't believe it, if now she's my ex-husband?

I still bear my new status as a widow.

I'm still afraid of people looking down on me.

With my current status I am increasingly afraid to make friends, especially with men.

I know, sometimes people think that widows like to flirt.

Oh allah.. Forgive your servant.

Please guide your servant.

Please protect your servant from those who are prejudiced.

Astagfirullah..

Maybe all this time I was still obsessed with enjoying the world. I neglect to remember God a lot.

Maybe God misses me, with this test God wants me closer to - HIS.

May this test make me a better woman, more patient, more trusting.

I don't feel my tears flowing.

Remembering all the haikal deeds.

Regrets come to my heart.

As long as I didn't force myself to stay married to haikal, this would never happen.

As long as I hear the advice of my father and mother, this will never happen either.

***. Flasbacks.

" we are sure to continue to marry with haikal sis? " ask mom.

" yes bun, god willing he is a good son and responsible kok bun "my answer.

" but why is it that the father of the same mother is not sure the same sister he "sung the father who sat in front of me.

" why are you equally unsure about the same haikal mas? " ask me again.

" i don't know, son, but I feel like they don't like you very much, I'm afraid that the haikal family can't accept you wholeheartedly" he said.

" god willing as time goes by they will be able to accept the affiifa well "I assure both my parents.

" well, if indeed the afiifah still want to marry the haikal, ask the haikal parents to come as soon as possible "heir father gave permission haikal to propose to me.

Two weeks later Haikal came with his parents.

But only mama mas haikal who came without his papa mas haikal.

" sorry om, papa I can not attend because a lot of work that he could not leave "mas haikal gave an answer from my father's curiosity.

" ohh it's okay that it's important that there's a representative of your parents present" replied papa. Actually I know you're disappointed.

After the application was over and after their departure, the father still expressed his heart's doubts about the father's haikal mas.

" affirmation... Why do you think they didn't approve of your marriage? "

Dad showed up again to worry about my wedding plans.

" it's already well, maybe papa mas haikal. Emang again busy, maybe his work can not stay right "

Connect fariz just come and join me, father and mother in the dining room while enjoying our breakfast after yesterday I was in the haikal mas grant.

" we just pray well, so that the haikal mas is really the right person for kak afiifah" continued fariz again.

" yeah, we just pray " said mother.

Until the day - H my marriage turned out papa mas haikal was not also present even though I and the haikal mas themselves asked papa to come on our wedding day.

Me and my own haikal are begging, at least papa respects my family, respects my parents.

But what to say, my hope and haikal mas vain, not only papa absent, mama also absent, not present, I did not think why mama mas haikal was not present.

Mas haikal was only accompanied by his sister and some of his cousins.

Obviously the actions of the parents of haikal made my parents disappointed, even very disappointed.

They kept all their disappointments, just for my happiness.

They just wish me and I were really happy and always together.

*** Flasback of.

From that day until today, after I was officially on my husband's talaq. Her exact ex-husband, the relationship between my family and mas haikal was never good.

Even our parents never communicate with each other via phone.

This is god's will.

What I will teach, that the old man's ridho is the riddho of God.

I cannot be selfish by my own will.

My current life journey is a lesson for my future life.