The Smile of Love Alura
Max
Now the four of them were sitting together at the dinner table. The atmosphere of intimacy was immediately felt. The chatter just flowed creating a familiar atmosphere for Alura.Tadi when she first saw the man there was a sense of happiness because they had not met for a very long time. Ascal looks a lot changed, thin body and pale skin that used to be, has been replaced with a very proportional body with a height that feels right. His skin was also whiter than the last they met, his hair was cut short and neatly combed. His face looks much more mature probably as well because as he gets older. Only one did not change, that shady look. Alura had seen him for just a moment before the two of them looked away from each other.
"Once again we say thank you. Because it used to help our daughter a lot," said Arya who had finished eating staring at Askal who was also just finished and put the spoon.
"Together, Om. Alura is my best friend, I should have done that already" replied Askal as he grabbed a tissue and cleared the edges of his lips.
"Yes, how did you know Alura lived here?" Mira's question also represents Alura's question. From where Askal could know and came to his residence.
"I went to the orphanage before coming here. Bi May gave me the address of this house." Alura did have time to give her business card to Bi May when she visited the orphanage.
"Oh. Aye." Yeah."
"Ascal." Alura's voice slightly trembled feeling awkward with this meeting. In the past they could be familiar because Alura still did not understand the interaction between men and women. Now, since he converted, he knows Islam regulates such an interaction between men and women. That's why Alura is so caring for her association, she does not want to slip on the lust that makes shetan cheer because it succeeds in teasing the grandchildren of adam.
"Yes?" The man looked at Alura
"What about your foster parents?" Alura was curious. He hopes Askal lives well and has a good family. He felt sorry for the life of Askal who was dumped in the orphanage since infancy. Even Askal did not know at all his two biological parents.
"Alhamdulillah, now I've lived with both my biological parents." Askal's answer made Alura surprised and happy.
Ascal continued,
"Two years, when I was brought by my adoptive parents to the city of Padang, a couple came to pick me up. They claim to be my real parents. At first I didn't take it for granted, what's more Daddy and Mommy. To be sure, finally done DNA tests. And as a result, I was positive for their son." Askal seemed to take a deep breath, "Since then, I've lived with them in Palembang. Occasionally return to the house of Father and Mother, in Padang." Askal ended the story with a smile.
Arya, Mira and Alura also smiled. They also feel happy about the meeting of their parents and their children. In any case, the relationship of the nasab cannot be eliminated.
"Alhamdulillah it's a pleasure to finally meet your biological parents, too" said Alura.
Askal just nodded.
The four-man conversation continued to flow until the eve of Isya, after which Askal pamit. Actually Alura was a lot silent during the chatter. Alura's thoughts were more down to the will that dragged her. He doesn't know that his Dady left a will, no matter what it is.
Alura is now in her room. He opened the message wa from Mr. Oscar and read the address of Putra Bibi Mery, its location in one of the modern housing in East Jakarta.
It was not difficult for Alura to find him. Tomorrow morning Alura intends to visit them, connecting the friendship that had been cut off because of their distance apart. Alura remembered one of the hadiths of the Prophet, that it was important to connect the rope of the holyahmi to the family.
"Worship Allah, do not commit shirk to Him, establish prayers, practice charity, and make bonds of friendship (with parents and relatives)." (CHR. Bukhari. 5983).
There are many ways that can be done to connect this silahturahmi, for example by visiting each other, giving gifts, and doing good to each other.
Tok Tok Tok
Alura came down from her bed towards the door.
Clamps
"Not slept?"
"Yet, Ma. Come inside." Alura and Mira go inside and sit on the long Sofa in
beside bed.
"Alura, tomorrow Mama and Papa want to go to Jogja, you want to come?"
"Suddenly, Ma?" Usually if you want to visit Eyang in Jogja far away the day Mama gave the news. But why is this so sudden. Alura so thought if there was any sudden business.
"Look this." Mira shifts her seat closer to Alura "Anita, embroiled in a scandal with a married man. Eyang, ask Mama and Papa to help take care of it." finished Mira's sentence, successfully making the eyes widen with the mouth slightly open.
"How come, Ma?" Anita is the father of Mira, since being an orphan Anita lives with Eyang.
"The bottom line, because of his hedonic lifestyle all along, dear. Anita felt the need for extra money, which is why she went the wrong way." Mira's face turned sad thinking about what she did. Every month he gives money to her.
"Yes, Ma. The hedonic lifestyle that makes people want to always appear wow and contemporary, making them not infrequently justify various ways to be fulfilled," said Alura
"Yes, Honey. Mama thinks, Anita needs to be directed and follow the construction intensively. To fortify himself so as not to get carried away by the current."
Mira did talk about this with her husband last night. He asked one of his Ustadzah contacts in Jogja to help build Anita.
"Everything is inseparable from the system that supports it all happening, Ma. As if to facilitate." there was an annoyed tone from Alura's sentence just now.
"You're right, honey. May we be istiqomah and Allah make it easy to follow the path of truth" Mira said.
"Aamiin."
The sun just showed its light. Remnants of the occasional overnight rain still dripped from the plants in the courtyard of Alura's house. Earlier, after dawn Mira and Arya had left for Jogja, leaving Alura and Auntie Enci at home. Alura is now ready with a Navy colored robe, her favorite color. As planned last night he was going to visit Aunt Mery.
At the Alura dining table breakfast alone. Finished breakfast he glanced at the clock on his wrist which showed at 8am. Alura returns to her room to pick up a bag and a little hand for Aunt Mery then turns on her car and drives to her destination.
"Sorry, is there Aunt Mery inside?" the young man did not immediately reply, he was instead seen judging Alura's appearance with his broad veil.
"Ehem." Deheman Alura successfully made the man answer his question.
"Yes, come in!"
Alura trailing behind walked inside.
After allowing Alura to sit down, the man entered the room.
Alura faithfully waiting on the sofa. Not long ago appeared a crossbred woman whose age range of the last forty walked gracefully.
Alura recognizes him as Aunt Mery. It turns out Aunt Mery's disrespectful age-consuming.
"Hallo, dear." the woman immediately hugged Alura and kissed her cheeks. Alura was powerless to hold back tears as Aunt Mery's face reminded her of her Dady.
"Hiks .. Hixes.
Aunt Mer, how are you, Auntie" Alura asked in between her tears
"Good aunt, and you? What happened to you, Alura?" Alura was sure that Aunt Mery must be shocked by her current appearance. Alura took out a handkerchief from inside the bag to wipe her tears.
"I'm now a convert, Auntie," Alura replied almost inaudibly.
"WHAT!" aunt Mery's shout made Alura lift her face.
"What are you doing Alura, you ...!" Aunt Mery seems to be setting her breath "You, abandoning our faith?" Asked with a flushed face restraining anger
"Yes, Bi."
"God! George must be disappointed in you."
"Godly not. If Dady is alive, I'm sure he won't ban it" replied Alura feeling uneasy as Aunt Mery carried her dead Dady around.
"Since when?" Ask Aunt Mery sharply.
"Alhamdulillah since ten years ago, Aunt."
"You disappointed Auntie, Alura."
Mery growled annoyed obviously he didn't like. This would certainly hinder his plan.
"Go ahead, I want to discuss the contents of George's will" said Aunt Mery, took out a blue map and gave it to Alura, "read it!"
Alura accepted and started reading the contents. Arriving at the last point, Alura's heart stopped beating.
"MARRYING WITH MAX." that's the point if you want the inheritance in Alura's possession.
"Auntie, is it really Dady who made it?" Alura searched for the truth from Aunt Mery's facial expression. Mery's face looks calm, believe me, Mery is the most intelligent person to act.
"Sure, are you accusing your aunt of lying?" Now Mery has put on a sad face to make Alura so heartless.
"Alright, Aunt. Actually why would Dady make a will like this?"
"That's because George didn't want his property to fall to anyone else. He wants the treasure to remain in circulation to his family" Aunt Mery said.
Alura tried to digest Aunt Mery's explanation just now. I don't know why his heart hesitated. Regardless of right or not. Alura needs to straighten out one thing, that she can't marry Max because they have different beliefs.
"Aunt Mery, before I apologized, it felt very surprising and sudden to me. I did not expect at all, if there was a will like this. But in spite of it all, me and Max ... " Alura paused her words stirring up Aunt Mery's curiosity.
"I can't marry her" Max said with a cold expression
"Why? Wait here." Aunt Mery walked into one of the rooms. Not long after he came out but not alone, behind him was a man who opened the door in front of earlier with another man sitting in a wheelchair.
SHE WAS? Alura remembered it, that young man in the wheelchair whom she had hit back in time at the cafe.
"Alura, meet Max." Aunt Mery who took the initiative to introduce her son.
For a moment Alura could see the sea-blue eyeball staring at her sharply, Alura looked down again.
"Max." that cold and heavy voice inevitably made Alura look up and look towards the three of them. Feeling nervous Alura swallowed her saliva slowly.
"Alura," great-granddaughter. Alura only met Max twice when she and her family went to Aunt Mery's house in London. That's about five years old. So he just vaguely remembered it.
