The Love of the Widow

Chapter 33. Without Ainara

"The stuff is all packed?" ask Mom to me.

"It's Buk!" my answer.

Then Father and Mr. Shayful my neighbor lifted some neat cardboard to the car.

Today, I, Father, Mother and Mr. Syaiful and the family will go to one of the orphanages in Pekanbaru city to hand over some of my son's groceries and all the belongings of Ainara.

Many of Ainara's used clothes and toys are still very decent to wear and even some of the unused results from gifts she received when celebrating her third birthday.

But unfortunate can not be denied, he had not had time to enjoy all his cards GOD called him to return in his arms.

The car walked slowly towards the Orphanage of Mercy.

Pretty big Orphanage in my opinion.

The wall paint is green.

The front is made the orphanage's office.

To the right there is a large field fenced in black.

And the back is about 10 doors with two floors on the top.

"About 80 children live here. The caregiver is only 12 people" explained one of the caretakers.

He took us around the orphanage.

I saw some boys playing ball in the park.

Some of the children were laughing together.

"Look at them. The three of them were like twin brothers. They are the same age.they are placed here within 3 days" said the nanny again while pointing at 3 boys of Ainara's age were cool lying barefoot on the porch while enjoying their milk each.

My heart trembled to see them.

We entered one of the rooms filled with baby boxes.

"There are 20 babies being treated in this home.8 of them are baby girls, and 12 more are baby boys.

I saw another nanny replacing a very small baby diaper.

"he was only 12 days old, his mother died during his childbirth, while his father could not take care of him. That's why this baby was put in this orphanage" the babysitter told us.

I saw a little girl, about 1 year old standing in her box while raising her hands, as if asking in a carry.

I stood holding him out of his box.

He hugged me tightly.

I was touched for a moment.

My tears flowed without feeling.

In her face my face.

Then he smiled.

Very sweet.

It was like the sadness I felt.

I took out a small princess sofia doll in my bag.

The real doll is a keychain.

Ainara's favorite toy is always pinned in my bag if we go out.

I thrust on this little boy Ainara's toy.

He hugged me again, very tightly.

Then kiss my right cheek.

As if to say thank you.

I hugged her again, crying.

"You need to grow healthy!! So smart kid and sholeha. This toy is for you beautiful!!" I said kiss her forehead.

She laughs.

I came back to see the face of Ainara my son who really likes it in the carrying and in the hug by me.

Her face would laugh happily if I lifted her tiny body in my arms, then I show her a lot of kisses.

"Mama... ticklish... already... already..!!" she screamed and laughed, avoiding my kiss.

"Yes, GOD, how I miss my little angel. Ainara miss mama, don't you?? Mama misses Nara a lot..!!" I said in my heart while hugging this tiny baby I was carrying.

Finished from the orphanage, I immediately say goodbye to Mr. Syaiful family.

Buk Nita hugged me tightly while crying.

"I'll go home first Buk, Titip Cake shop. Inshaa ALLAH if I am strong again, I will return to Pekanbaru!" I told Buk Nita.

"You are strong. Come back here soon. In his kamoung don't be long!" said buk nita while wiping her tears.

Today I'm going with Mom and Dad back home to calm myself down.

I don't know when I'm in the village.

It's like it took a long time to get back to this town to start a new life without Ainara and Randy.

Our car slowly towards aunt Rahmi's house, we will go there first say goodbye.