The Bullet of Love of General Hafidz
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Jamilah very happy when it can finish memorization 5 juznya. Means later can go to the Middle East umrah and meet with Kak Bara. That is his main desire. It was bright as soon as he finished rote deposit, that second he also wanted to contact Papa Hasan.
“Uncle, say dong to Papa, if I have memorized 5 juz.”
Ridwan who was facing the wishes of his nephew was actually made to laugh. Especially with a slightly spoiled and sulky tone. Basic children if you have a desire, it is very difficult to be taken.
“Ok.” Ridwan immediately took out the flat object from inside his shirt pocket. Calling Hasan's number.
Although Hasan was able to buy a mobile phone but it was not done. Worried about motor development being disrupted. So if you want to talk to anyone, have to seduce his uncle first.
“This.” He gave it to her so she could talk directly to her father.
“Still, Uncle.” Jamilah immediately bring the object to the backyard, so as not to be disturbed and free to talk anything to his Papa.
“Assalamaicum, Papa. I've memorized it until juz 5. Hayo, where's the promise, Pa?”
Subhanalpha ... Setyawati-Setyawati. You can still remember, grunts in your heart. But it's the children's basis, of course remember. Wrong himself to make a promise. The turn is billed confused as well.
“Oke just wait.”
“Lah, when is Pa?”
“Ya papa will need to register you, take care of your passport, take care of leave too, whatever it is?”
“Setyawati wait two weeks, have to settle everything, Papa!”
Astaghfirullahaladzim ... Where could he possibly prepare all of that in such a short time. Especially at the moment, his business is piling up. Which should be dealt with immediately.
“Papa try, Nak.”
“Must be it, Pa. I have promised.”
“Yes ... Papa understands kok.”
“Still, Pa. Assalamualaikum.”
“Wa aleikum greetings.”
Jamilah also stepped happily, a little singing towards Ridwan's uncle who was in the musala. But he did not find his uncle in the room. There are only children who are murojaah.
“Where is uncle?”
“So there are guests. Probably in the living room.”
“Ya already.” He passed, in the same state, still happy with a wider step. Until I forget to say hello when I enter the living room. Even though there Uncle Ridwan was receiving a donor as well as their Orphanage neighbors.
“Paman ..” At once his voice was restrained when he saw the blue-eyed man in front of him, accompanied by a blue-eyed older sister as well. Maybe he's the brother of the sister who's on Mom's lap pretty with those black eyeballs. Let them sit at the door looking at them.
“Setyawati, here!” uncle Ridwan's call made Jamilah aware. Shamefully, Jamilah approached his uncle. And as usual, he would choose a place in Ridwan's lap.
“What's your name, Son?” The blue-eyed man extended his hand to Jamilah. Who looked at him with great astonishment.
Why yes .. Uncle's eyes are like Kak Bara's eyes are both blue. With a smile, Jamilah welcomed the hand.
“Behold, Uncle.” every time he sees a blue eyeball, gone is the desire to tinker with his name. So it is called the real name ‘Jamilah’.
The light alone makes Ridwan astonished. Jamilah does not usually mention his real name in front of other people.
“Uncle who, Is Uncle ... His Uncle Bara's sister?” Ask a new guest without hesitation.
“Call me Uncle Musthofa. And right Uncle is his uncle Bara.”
“Kok you know with nephew Aunt.” Uncle Mustafa's wife also joined the roost, unable to bear Jamilah's cuteness.
“Inspend him. He likes to pick up fruits from Bara.” gardens
“It was. But now it never is. Kan has been given the same plant seeds Kak Bara. Mang Maman also never absent to send fruits to us.” The plain and honest answer of Jamilah, really made the guest smile.
“You're coming with Uncle. Uncle really wants to have a daughter like you.”
“Uncle, already have a Princess, that beautiful sister. Then I have a little sister too. Pity Papa himself, if Jamilah come with Uncle?”
One fell on Jamilah's cheek. Adorable, the answers he gave.
“He's my nephew.” Ridwan said he was worried that his only nephew would be brought by people. Because many times people have come to think he is an orphanage resident.
“Oh, sorry.”
“Uncle, can Jamilah ask?”
“What's it?”
“When Brother Bara came back here. Jamilah kangen.”
“Uncle does not know. Want to meet Brother Bara?”
“ly. Papa said that in two weeks we want to umrah. Then it can be found Kak Bara.” Jamilah's plain answer made Mustafa laugh.
“Really? Uncle wants to join umrah with you. Can?”
“I asked Papa first. Usually Papa doesn't mind if anyone comes along. But really, right, Uncle wants to come?”
“Suwer... “
Jamilah see uncle Ridwan of course with a gaze that begged very. A face filled with hope as before. Of course to get permission to use uncle's cell phone so that he can contact his Papa again. And as usual, Ridwan could not bear to refuse his request. Although very strange and funny.
Before connecting Mustafa asked Ridwan, so that he himself who had a conversation with Hasan.
“Mango, please!” Ridwan also handed over the phone so connected with Hasan. Delivering his wish that those who will preach, Hasan, Mr. Ridwan and his wife. As a tribute because they are very painstaking with the lives of the orphans they foster. For the time of his departure in accordance with Hasan's plan.
Ridwan heard the conversation between Mustafa and Hasan becoming shocked. Didn't think that his guests would invite him to go umrah too.
“Sorry Mr. Mustofa. Meaning?”
“Nothing, Sir. We will be on holiday in Turkey. Isn't that so, Jamilah.” Just because Jamilah laughed. Where does he know where Turkey is. What he knows is that Kak Bara is in the Middle East.
“Turkey is Middle East Yes Uncle. place is Bara.”
“Please, umroh intentions or intentions to meet Kak Bara.”
“Jamilah still think the same Brother Bara. The ngusaki laboratory. If Brother Bara can not forgive Jamilah feel sinful.” a reasonable explanation from the mouth of the little Jamilah. Who made Mustofa and Rima, his wife was shaking their heads.
“Kak Bara must forgive. The guy is not vengeful.” Defra could not bear not to bully the little girl in front of him.
“Kakak whose name is. Big brother eye color is also blue.”
“I'm Ak's brother... Oh no, his brother Bara.” Defra almost mentioned Bara with his real name, Akmal. Frankly, now he likes the little girl whose name is Jamilah.
“Ok Jamilah, next week Om will come pick you up for us to go umroh together and stop by Uncle's house in Turkey.”
“Bener Uncle.”
“Insya Allah.”
Uncle Mustofa and his little family finally say goodbye, leaving the orphanage. Which was delivered by Ridwan and Jamilah to reach his car. They only entered the house after Mustofa's car disappeared from view.
