The Journey of Love 3 Brothers

The Journey of Love 3 Brothers
Own desire



Now Al El and Zula and Aliza are gathered in front of their rooms on a cruise ship


Al shows Aliza before performing the Prank surprise on Zain who is still in the room with Jihan at the moment


" It's dear... No exclamation?" tanya Al sambik shows a birthday cake with pictures of Zain and Rani


" Who is it?" aliza did not understand Rani


" Who's that Abah?" ask Aliza again


" Just like Abah's ex" Al replied casually


" Well... Uh. " said Aliza straight up glared


" Why?" ask Al again


" Don't do it, change the cake, you guys" said Aliza again just afraid himself


" Why the hell?" ask Al again


" This will not only be Abah who got Prank, Umi too, do not have to look for because of deh, keep the feeling of Umi" said Aliza explained


" Later to stay ledeki aja Umiya if jealous, sort of not become angry" replied Zula relaxed


" I'm not coming, I'm afraid, you guys, I don't want to take a risk" replied Aliza immediately back down


" well... Darling not exciting dong" said Al disappointed


" Well.... Plis, I don't want to take risks, adek is not who here, so don't want, you guys, I don't want to know, already yes" said Aliza was scared first


" Yes... We want to be happy, we want a cry" replied Zula who was just getting impatient


Now Aliza went straight into the room, she as a woman also did not want her husband in a prank like that, what else is the position of Umi Jihan who once had severe trauma and deep heartache, so get more scared


" Cemen tuh loe bang wife" said El when he saw Aliza back into the room


" He as a daughter-in-law may not feel good, El, let's hunt we take it to Abah's room with Umi" replied Al and the three of them compactly walk to Jihan and Zain's room


They went down the stairs, because Jihan and Zain's room was on the 2nd floor, while they were all upstairs


In the midst of strong gusts of sea wind they went down the stairs and arrived at the second floor in front of Abah Uminya's room


Tok tok....


Zain and Jihan's bedroom door was knocked


They're still closing the sweet cake in the box, and it's not visible yet


" Assalamualaikum.." said they were compact and..


Chequek... The door opens, which opens Zain, because Jihan is still nursing her baby Aunt


" Waalaikumsalam." replied Zain with Jihan


" Mabruk Alfa... Alaika... Mabruk Alfa mabruk Alaika mabruk, mabruk alfa mabruk yaumiladik mabruk.. Mabruk alfa mabruk yaumiladik mabruk.." their singing chants chant to Abah Zain and still continue to the next lyrics.


Umi Jihan smiled and got up from her sleep because baby Auntie had already brushed away earlier


Jihan then grabbed her hijab and put it on and approached her son and husband who were still singing milad songs for her brother


Jihan is getting excited and joined clapping and singing prayers for her beloved husband who is getting older, but still powerful


" Let's pray first dong bah" said Zula and Zain pray


The cake has not been opened from the box


" So there is no candle we just close, later in the change to open the lid aja yes" said Zula explained and Zain only smiled happily because he got a surprise from his son


" Let's now open the lid dong" said Jihan most excited


" Open the lid open the lid open the lid right now right now" a standing ovation from all of them


Al El and Il, though, are already very excited about what is happening


Slowly Zain began to lift the lid of the box and the edges that are not in the steps immediately open instantly and..


" Yeeeeee....... Yeeee.... Yee...." Zula Al and El


But not with Jihan and Zain, who Jihan originally joined cheerful and excited now immediately fell silent and expressionless looking at the picture in the cake


Zain stared at Jihan's changed face


Al El Il, had seen it but they pretended not to know, and continued to sing


But it makes Jihan more backward, backward and sitting limp on his mattress


Whether Jihan's heart seems no comment, and again feel the pain when looking at Rani's photo, what else is a friendly photo with her husband


" Come Bah.." said Zula did not care about Jihan who had stayed away from them


" What are you guys, look at Umi" Zain said in a soft voice


" Ciiee..... Umi jealous yes.." said Al meledek and could not answer at all from Jihan.


" Yes Mi.... I'm old cook jealous, Ciee" added El again mocked even though El has begun to be sensitive and deg with the taste


" Come Bah.... Cut the cake" said Zula again and give the cake knife to Zain


Jihan was still feeling a deep pain as if the events of the 20 years and then reoccurred, again,


The events that made her have to be turned upside down, must be the shrewdness of her second daughter, must be a flood of tears, and the blows in her heart and deep Soul back she felt


" i'm..... Wah Umi not exciting deh, even so jealous that anyway" said Zula approached Jihan who was still silent


While Zain stood in the same place, he resigned what would happen next, and he prayed easily that Jihan would return to the mood that had been lost at this time


" Come dong Mi.... Bangu, n cut the same cake as Abah, well... No exclamation dong" said El


" Umi Cemen" added Al again deliberately mocked Uminya


Jihan was still silent and DERAI TEAR drops melted back down Jihan's cheeks


" Because of her, Umi suffered, because she knew neither day nor night, because she Umi flooded tears, and because she Umi lost Umi's child as well" jihan said with a straight look ahead and increasingly heavy tears


" You've never been a victim of it, you never know what Umi feels, and Umi just hopes that Umi feels, not let you feel" added Jihan and made the silence of everything that was there


Al El and Il immediately felt guilty, the prank plan otomasit failed miserably, which would make their Umi irritated and smile again turned out not as beautiful and as scary as they imagined


All are opposites, all are opposites and all are destroyed and failed miserably


" You who always complain when you go to college, with the tasks you get from campus, without thinking about the burden of the state of the house, can walk here and there, have friends here and there, different from what Umi feels, like, because of her, Umi never had any male friends, male friends and partners is just a dream, and all because of her that Umi never knew at all" jihan continued to explain to his son how sick Uminya was


" Umi's life will never be right in those days, all because of the trauma that your Abah suffered, Umi who was always his victim, the victim of humiliation and stepped on the self-esteem of Umi" added Jihan still crying


" You guys who do the secretions in one department, without being pursued by work and home responsibilities, you often complain of pissing and bother asking for help from Umi, that was Umi had done, work, and even, compile a description, practice, take care of the child, take care of the husband, and take care of the house, and become a detective, simultaneously, because looking for the truth, even though the end of the road is dead-end, all because of who? Because of the woman" Jihan added again while staring at the faces of her three children with tears


" Umi goes somersaults, thumbs up, does not know the name of hours of sleep or hours of rest, all Umi fight for you, for the sake of raising you, for the sake of raising you, although Umi is considered a robber and thief of Umi's own sweat, it is because What, because your Abah just finished marrying the woman" added Jihan began to light up


" You said Umi was jealous, not...! Just the pain because it is still Umi felt until now" added Jihan again made Al El and Il bowed and sat on the floor


Zain looked down and was still standing at the same spot


" over 6 years, Umi lives with Tears, DERAI TEARS are always dripping every day, you imagine that maybe Tears could be the DERAI ocean TEARS Umi life, " jihan said again with a cry that reopened the flesback of his past


" For your sake Umi takes care of, for you are Al, who was also once hurt and expelled by that woman, for your sake El, who was born prematurely because of the woman's deeds, and for your sake Zula, the son of Umi who seems to be a subject of inspiration, who as if Umi your grave lives from life, all because Umi wants to protect you, Umi wants to defend you, Umi wants to defend you, Umi wants to fight for you, you Umi treasure, you only Umi have, and this is what you give Umi, reopen the wound Umi?" Said Jihan as if asking her son


" Umi's been traumatized for decades, and never even set foot in boutiques or production sites, because Umi was traumatized, and you know, the baby Aunt who reconciled Umi with the Boutique, you know, when Umi was pregnant baby, but you guys?? You who may have heard the story of how the suffering of Umi, you who have grown up and already know what is heartache, but you actually open the wound Umi again, opening the heartache again, "added Jihan as if angry at her child


" Maybe Umi's struggle is worthless in your eyes, and maybe you want to remember and get to know the figure of your stepmother" added Jihan while pressing her chest that seemed to be clenching


" No Mi.... Not... We are sorry" said Zula, holding onto Jihan's feet that had been welded and trembling


" We just want to joke Mi, we prank Abah, we're sorry" said El also felt guilty


" Yes Mi... Just a joke" replied Al again helped defend himself and others and explain what happened actually


" It's not a funny thing that can be a joke, it's painful, "Jihan replied flatly by wiping his tears rough


" Umi.." call them together.


" Get out, Umi wants to be alone" said Jihan removing her three children's hands from her lap


" Umi.." they said in shock.


" Umi wants to be alone, have you all come out, continue cutting the cake with your Abah" replied Jihan again and rose from her seat


Jihan stood up and they all stood up,


Jihan pushes her three children out of her room, and Zain asks her to come out as well


" Had continued, sorry Umi could not come, Umi again wanted to be alone" said Jihan and immediately closed the door of her room and


Shabby, Jihan locked it from the inside