The Cool Handsome Duda

Chapter 72

Happy Maulid Prophet Muhammad SAW day which falls on 12 Rabiul Awal to coincide today October 29, 2020.

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The day after Kania reached Jakarta, I took Kania and Kenzi to the grave of my wife Nena mommynya Kenzi.

Today, the 3.5th anniversary of my wife Nena leaving us. This loss is still there, the sorrow is still felt. But life must go on for the happiness of Kenzi our only son.

In front of the Nena navel, we sprinkle Nena's favorite tulips and rose water as a sign of our arrival, after which we send prayers and wash the headstones written in her name.

The taste of grief is still there, but I have convinced this heart with my intention to introduce Kania to the late Nena.

"Dear, know. This is Kania, Mas's close friend for now. If indeed God will give His destiny, Saya and Kania to mate, Kania will be a connecting mother to our son Kenzi."

I felt Nena's presence here, the breeze blowing when we were here. Maybe this is a sign that Nena approves of my decision which I will later take.

The sadness reappeared, I could not help this sadness, I did not feel these tears dripping, I quickly removed it to make it invisible to Kania and Kenzi.

"Sir Yudha.." said Kania, who tried to calm me who was being overwhelmed with deep sadness, while stroking my shoulders gently.

"I smiled, "I'm Ok" answered Kania's attention that had just calmed me down.

"You want to talk to Nena? Introducing yourself is okay, it's time Nena found out.

Kania nodded, "Mbak Nena, I'm Kania. It's great to be able to visit Mbak's grave for the first time.

Ma'am, it is not my intention to seize Mr. Yudha and Kenzi, but if our destiny is matchmaking, let me Kania be his wife Pak Yudha and mother continued for Kenzi.

I promise I will love as much as I can, hopefully Mbak there bless and respect our relationship.

Nena is a woman who gave the most beautiful gift for me during her life, namely Kenzi.

However, there is another female figure who became my encouragement to rise from the current slump, Kania. She was a colorful woman in my life since I lost my late wife.

"Darling, say hello to mommy first." Said Kania stroking the top of the head gently.

"Accalamu'alaechum, mommy. Enzi, daddy, unda orang njenguk mommy." Exclaimed Kenzi who sat in his mommy navel.

"Enzi angen mommy, but Enzi unya unda! mommy just did it!" Kenzi cried his eyes were already glazed over.

Kania and Yudha heard Kenzi's heart, along with her tears.Kania's chest felt tight considering his late parents who went to heaven first.

Yudha tried to keep her tears from dripping down her cheeks, so as not to see her daddy crying.

The three of them hugged each other, strengthening each other. Yudha kissed Kenzi's eyes left right, and briefly kissed Kania's forehead.

"Let's ken doain first his mommy." Kania taught Kenzi to pray for his parents.

"Where's unda? antuin Enzi, Nda." Kenzi yelled at Kania's hand to ask to be taught to pray for his mommy.

Kenzi sat down cross-legged, raising both his hands.

"Allohummaghfirli waliwaidayaiah warhamhumma kama rabbayaa this shaghiira."

"Aamiin said the three of them at the same time.."

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