
Irfan Hakim and the others were curious about what was happening. They did not understand what happened to Ara.
"Ma-ma is gone yet to go home, said Papa Om," she replied in a very small voice, bowing her head.
Everyone was sad and crying, no one in there was sad. Likewise with Sakti and Nafeesa who watched the event live.
"It's a pity that the boy at his young age, he already has no mama," said Sakti who was concerned about Ara.
"Why is there a mother who could leave her child just like that, where the hell they keep her conscience," Nafeesa was very angry with the actions and behavior of her mother Ara.
"I'm sorry, dear Mas, if Mas can't fulfill your requests and wishes, I'm sure you must want a daughter but, Mas can't afford to fulfill your request," said Sakti.
Sakti holds Nafeesa's hand, "don't get emotional, dear, there may be a reason behind his mother who went not home, we can't judge others without knowing the reality," refute Sakti who disagrees with the opinion of Nafeesa.
"I feel too sorry for the child, should his mother be proud and grateful to have such a child, what else is proud and has the ability to read the holy verses of the Qur'an eloquently, he said, I also really hope that the two twins can read smoothly wrote the Qur'an," he explained that a little emotional.
"Makanya Mas bring our children home, I do not want to see them blind about religious studies even though in the United States they still get a very good education but, I do not want to see them blind about religious studies, the association and environment there is not suitable for them," explained Sakti who glare far into the future.
They held hands together, Nafeesa leaned her head against Sakti's left shoulder. He was still watching the TV show.
"The more I looked at the boy's face why the more I felt I knew him, as if he were the closest person to me" he muttered, not taking his eyes off the television.
After the television show was finished, Nafeesa and Sakti turned off the tv and rested his body.
"God, give me long and long hours I want to make my children and my wife happy, give me the chance to see them big" he said, observing his twin children sleeping in their sleep.
Sakti is sitting on the edge of the cot. Even though they were both, only the child continued but, affection, attention and everything sincerely and sincerely he gave to Daffa and Daffin.
"Your presence in his life Papi as if sent by Allah SWT to be a penitent, a reinforcement of Papi solace," the inner Sakti who is very sad when remembering his illness.
He then kissed them one by one. Daffa as usual always asked her Papi to read some fairy tales before she went to sleep.
"Whatever Papi will do for your happiness and if, indeed, God calls Papi before you grow up Papi has prepared a considerable treasure for the future of both of you and Mami, too, my beloved wife" he said.
Sakti sat glued to the melt of her tears which gradually flowed. At all times it was as if he was terrified, when his illness was getting worse and he had to die forever.
"Astagfirullah, I can't be like this, everything is wrong and can't happen, I'm very wrong if it's like this" said Sakti.
Sakti then left the twins D room. With a feeling of sadness, happiness in his heart.
Sakti repeatedly bersighfar begged to forgive Allah SWT for sinning.
But, Sakti always instills in himself so as not to kufur favors. He thought that compared to the fate and sustenance that others gave him for sure, his life was better and more fortunate compared to others out there