The Love of Habib

Chapters 11.7

"Aishis... Aish feels tired, Ma. Aish wants to rest but can't. Aish has no home to return to and Aish is alone in the world. His cruel...Mama again acted cruelly leaving Aish here alone without a home and living alone. My mom is a selfish person. Hem.. selfish." Aish tightened her arms around her legs, tightly holding her own feet as the source of her cold body warmth.

"Ma... Aish kangen, Mom. Aish wants to meet Mama. From childhood Aish always wondered what Mama's face was like in the real world....Mom, you're not the same there, Aish? Mama's not gonna see you, Aish?" Slowly her wet eyelashes fell back into position, shutting the eyes of the apricot's eye rays from the silent world.

Not long after the sound of regular breathing Aish began to shift the silence of the night. He fell asleep after pouring out his heart on a night that could only be silent watching him cry in pain.

Sleeping, he finally enters the world of dreams - ah, strange. The dream world he entered was not as beautiful as he imagined. That world was still the same world, dark and lonely, Aish had long since gotten used to it.

"Don't be selfish Aish," Suddenly from behind the shelf where someone was sitting appeared.

That person, was a tall man who had a charming impeccably handsome face. Her beautifully sculpted face shone softly under the moonlight, her radiance was not even inferior to the light emitted by the moon above the clouds.

The man walked up to Aish, sitting in front of Aish while watching Aish's wet face with his sharp dark eyes, dark until night was unable to match him.

The man's big hand then stretched out to touch Aish's wet face, rubbing it gently with a very careful movement. It was as if Aish's facial skin was extremely fragile and easily injured when he was not careful.

"Aisha Rumaisha, I am grateful that God led me to give you this name at that time. For this name is a prayer that will always be with you for life. Beautiful and brave girl, you really grew up according to the prayer of this name itself. By Allah, Aish, I am so proud of your struggle. I thank God that your heart is strengthened until we are reunited. You know, only God knows how happy and grateful my heart is to see you again. It's just that Aisha Rumaisha.I don't like it..." Words stuck.

For a moment the dark eyes seemed drunk to see how beautiful the girl who was now sound asleep in front of him without defense or vigilance. This girl was very innocent and looked very fragile when she was asleep. Her heart that had been harboring anger was involuntarily softened by Aish's helplessness.

Rubbing Aish's ruum lips, there was a disguised desire within those dark eyes.

"I don't like hearing your words. I don't like hearing your request to Mama. Because if you really go follow him away, then what has my wait been all this time in this world, Aisha Rumaisha? Don't you know that my heart hurts more when you listen to your rejection of the world? I'm so beaten." The low whisper of the voice was extremely depressed.

For 16 years he waited for this day to come and for 16 years he also tried to solidify himself into a good man, a responsible adult man, and he became a good man, and kept trying to maintain the loyalty of his heart.

And after all this he did and fought for, Aisha Rumaisha suddenly wanted to give up?

"You know, I'm gonna be so mad." Vows really.

"Then remove the wrong thoughts from your heart because you are never alone in the world. You still have me who will always fight for you and we still have God, the Most Romantic who has brought me and you together in this world. Without His Ridho, our story would not have come to this point and without Him, our story would never have happened in this world. So stop crying, Aish. God's scenario isn't as bad as the one in your heart. Everything that happened in the past is one way why we can get to this stage, Aisha Rumaisha. Do you understand what I mean?"

Silent, soft and warm voice of the man was only avenged by the regular breathing sound of Aish who was still lulled in his sleep.

Seeing Aish's silence, the man was not disappointed at all. She smiled gently, shaking her head helplessly at how sweet and adorable Aisha Rumaisha was when she fell asleep.

"Astagfirullah.. astagfirullah.do not now.do not first..." His whispers strengthened his heart.

It would be very cheating if he did it now. After all, he was also curious about Aish's reaction if he did it openly.

Then for that day he had to wait long enough.

"It's too cold here." The man's whisper diverted his mind which had flown far out of place.

"You can't sleep too close to the window." Then he slipped his left hand under Aish's knee, while the other hand over Aish's back.

A few seconds later he lifts Aish in bridal style. Due to the sudden movement as the man stood up, Aish's face immediately tilted to the left side, leaning completely on the man's right chest.

Comfortable, Aish subconsciously looked for a comfortable position inside the man's arms. Lean closer to get the warm temperature of the male body, expel the cold temperature that had reached his body.

In his sleep Aish suddenly smiled and deliriously, calling the name of someone who always filled his heart when awake or not awake.

"Sister Khalid..." Call misses.

The man spontaneously lowered his head staring at Aish's sweet face in his arms, "Sleep." His whisper dearly while rubbing his cheek on the top of Aish's head.

Making Aish sleep more comfortable and peaceful, as if he had returned to the house he was supposed to go to.

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Early the next day, Aish is suddenly awakened by Gisel and Dira. At first Aish did not want to wake up because he still felt sleepy. But when he heard the familiar voice in his ears, he immediately woke up in panic.

"What time is it?" Aish asked hurriedly rubbed her sleepy eyes.

Dira shuts his mouth that evaporates. He's still sleepy, too.

"No idea, but it's time to pray tahajud." Said Dira still limp.