The soul mate YOU sent

Chapter 29 Home

"Yeah? Tania.., let's get up. Wes twelve o'clock, let's pray dhuhur dik.", Mas Zaky's voice woke me up.

"Let's go, just a moment more", I replied raucously.

"Come, get up. Wes wasn't ready to eat either" he said.

I finally got up and went to the bathroom to get ready. It took me more than half an hour to get ready for the bathroom. It's full of clothes and a little dress up, I'm ready to go out.

"Mas, kok pakean, make up, same barang2 I'm ono here all?", ask me so out of the bathroom.

When I picked up the towel in the cupboard under the sink, I found my suitcase with all my belongings next to it. Of course it confused me.

"Let's go, um I told Lani to tidy up your things. There were volunteers who wanted to buy stock items for the camp" he said casually.

I'm still confused. The answer doesn't answer my curiosity.

"Em...make opo you send my stuff to be arrested? I'll wes iso back to camp. Just stay pegel-pegel dikit doang, ndek wound my head yo g' severe.", insisted.

"Tania, you think I'll let you go back to camp after the incident to you yesterday?", he responded to my words.

"Maaaas.., kana yesterday I wes cerito if I was in an accident, the kids I also g' intentionally. They yo g' tau opo seng they sell me danger.", I whine.

"I'm not talking about your accident. But opo seng Damar lakainin to you. After iki I g' will tell you to sell to Damar. Eiits. We agreed last night to make the zinc family happy. I began to make my heart calm by way of Damar g' your decks again", said Mas Zaky who did not let me cut his words.

Huuuff, what can I do if I go home now with him can make his heart calm. Actually I feel hard if I have to go home without stopping by the camp first. Of course not because there was Mas Damar, but because I wanted to meet Akmal first. I'm kangen. I want to make sure she's okay. Would Mas Zaky be willing if I said I wanted to see Akmal just once before we went back to Malang? Maybe I should beg him.

"Emmm... Mas's? We saw Akmal first yo before turning Malang. Ae sekaiii. G' will be long. All pamit mas. G' polite if I suddenly go home g' tidings gini. Pliiiissss?", please with a paliiiii face melas.

"Haha.g' usak kayak that's it. Emang I wes ono plan to invite you to kesono abis we eat iki. You are funny. I never thought you were Jaim. Haha."

"Ih. Yowes I pray dik.", I said with teasing and turned to want to perform dhuhur prayer.

"Eeeeittts, go with dong. I've been waiting for you to pray together, we.", he said to prevent my steps.

We then pray dhuhur together. And continued lunch or rather breakfast because I just woke up during the day. After we ate, we went straight to the refugee camp. It took us about an hour and a half before we got there. On the way we had stopped to buy enough fruits to be distributed to the refugees considering that while in the refugee camp they almost never eat fruit. However, the consumption team always provide them with food with good nutritional content. The trip was quite short because of the many things we talked about. Indeed, starting from the first we walk with our chat always connected, but our chat is now more fun because the awkward and condolences have disappeared. Even more so after we made frequent video calls.

Once we arrived at the refugee camp area we headed straight to the soup kitchen that the consumption team used to hand over the fruits we bought. From there I dragged Mas Zaky to the medical tent where Akmal was. How surprised I was when I found the tent empty, just a table and some medical devices. Even the baby box belonging to the puskesmas that Akmal used did not exist. I was attacked by a huge panic. I don't know why I feel like there's nothing like what I want.

"Who is Akmal g' ono yo mas? Box baby yo g' ono. Opo same Ika yo? But g' maybe Ika take Akmal out for a walk in a baby box.", anxiety is clearly heard from the shakes of my voice.

"Maybe move to another tent?" said Mas Damar calmly.

"G' maybe. The safest zinc tent position for Akmal is just here. Ah I want to find Ika ae", I said excitedly.

"Tan, calm down. Patience. We're looking for Akmal, but you're quiet around. Your condition also belom recovered really.", he said gently, calming me.

But that doesn't make me calm. All the worst thoughts came to my brain. I can't just shut up, have to figure out what's going on. I feel pretty sure something happened to Akmal.

"Come on, spiel! We find out", I said immediately rushed half-run without waiting for Mas Zaky.

"Tan, slowly. You will fall!", Mas Zaky reminded as soon as he caught up with me.

Pull my hand so I can stop running. And then held my hand gently before we finally returned to walking with the hand still intertwined.

"You haven't recovered yet, still getting dizzy a lot. Kok even run, iso nyungsep iku idung pesekmu.", he said with a joke while we were still walking towards the main medical tent.

Arriving there I met dr.Taufan and Lani, there was no Ika let alone Akmal. Dr.Taufan looked at me with raised eyebrows. Maybe he didn't think I'd be back here so soon.

"You wes recovered? Your face is like that, why come here?", he asked.

"Lyo Tan, rest at home until recovering and just come back here", this time Lani who spoke.

"Where's Akmal? I saw the tent was empty, box babye yo g' ono.", I asked directly at the thing I wanted to find out.

dr. Taufan and Lani exchanged glances. They look agitated. None of them answered my question. This is getting me suspicious, what the hell is going on.

"Cock diem ae? Where's it?", sue me.

"Tan, be patient" said Mas Zaky who had just been silent.

"Eem.anu Tan, Akmal.dia. Yesterday night wes ono seng took.", Lani finally replied in a soft voice.

My heart feels so strong. Be ill. So hurt. Like losing a child for the second time. I loved him like my son and planned his adoption. All this time I never heard if there was someone else who wanted to worship him but why suddenly someone came to take it. Why did they give him up? They know that I want Akmal. I didn't realize that my body had become weak until I finally found out that I was leaning against Mas Zaky's chest and that both of his hands were supporting me.

"Kok iso Akmal brought, emang complete surat-surate?", I asked weakly, quivering.

"The Tan landscape, all complete. Adoption letter also wes dukatan law.", this time dr.Taufan who replied.

I turned around, crying in Mas Zaky's arms. Lost, it has completely lost my hope of becoming Akmal's family. I cried for quite a while in Mas Zaky's arms and the soft elusan of his hands on my back. Until I finally calmed down about an hour after I received the news. Mas Zaky and I then said about my return tomorrow, and we came here to say goodbye. The four of us walked together towards the main tent where the in charge gathered. A little bit of pleasantry and jokes we end up saying goodbye. Some of the female volunteers close to me started hugging me. We took some photos. We walked around for a while before we finally got back to the hotel.

"Wes Tan, g' need to be so moody. I'll tell you we're fighting with Akmal. God is omniscient opo zinc is good for the people'e, maybe ono plan God zinc more beautiful for us." said Mas Zaky while stroking the top of my head.

The road looks quiet, maybe we can get to the hotel faster. I'm more silent on this journey. The feeling of sadness still reluctantly went from my heart. Several times Mas Zaky offered me the menu I wanted for dinner, but I had no taste for it. Suddenly I want to go back to Malang. In the absence of Akmal I feel knocked out of this city.

"Oh yeah Tan, I'm really smart" said Mas Zaky suddenly.

"Opo?", I asked while frowning confusedly.

"I'm cool now your way of making your cake becomes more closed. I noticed when we video call only I hesitate to say. But when you look directly gini you seem comfortable using'e, I became seneng.", he replied enthusiastically.

I just returned with a quick smile. I'm happy that he's been paying attention, but right now I don't feel right talking about how I dress. Maybe he just wanted to lighten my mood, only that I was still very sad to respond further. Half an hour later we were at the hotel. It didn't take long for me to do the beres and prayers so that I could lie down immediately. I want to go to bed quickly and wake up soon to go back to Malang.

The sound of the dawn prayer from Mas Zaky's cell phone woke me up. I saw the clock on the wall of the room showing at 4:30 in the morning. Mas Damar was sitting on the sofa holding the Koran, reading it in a soft and quiet voice. I stretched my body before I finally made my way to the bath. Because the time for dawn prayer is still quite long, I decided to take a shower considering we have a morning flight schedule to Malang. Fifteen minutes of my time in the bathroom and finally rushed out to perform the morning prayers.

"You're praying opo wes waiting for me first?", I asked while wearing mukenah.

"I'm waiting for you, wes ready? come on", he replied as he positioned himself one line ahead of me.

After our prayers together to clean all our luggage. Check again so that nothing is left behind. At six we were ready to get off to check out from the hotel and head straight to the airport. When the bell boys came to the room to help us with our suitcases, I excused them to use the toilet before following them down.

"You go down first, I want to go to the restroom.", I said telling Mas Zaky to go down first and immediately go to the toilet without waiting for his answer.

Fortunately, he followed my words. By the time I got out of the toilet she was gone. I immediately followed him down and I saw him standing in front of the reception desk talking to the owner of the table. I walked over without a sound and stood behind Mas Zaky. On my tiptoes I whispered a word in his ear.

"Surpriiiiiiise.", I whispered softly but managed to surprise him.

After flinching in surprise, he turned to face me. And from his expression when I saw him now I was sure he was more surprised than I whispered before he turned around. I was stunned to see her gaze at me, and turned into a laugh as she remained silently flabbergasted.

"Eh.ng.nak you are beautiful, very beautiful even.", he said, still flabbergasted.

"Wes you done checking out?, we're going straight away ae yuk.", ask me, when I see the business at the reception is done.

On the way through the lobby until we were in the taxi, Mas Zaky kept looking at me. It makes me uncomfortable, it seems like what I did really managed to surprise him.

"Opo mas, ngliatinnya very. You g' like it? Yowes let me take off the wae", I said at last, lifting up my hands to take off the winding cloth that covered my head.

"Eh, g'-b'. G' can be removed. Not that I g' like it. I really like to bang. Haha. I'm just.surprised that suddenly you're wearing a hijab. You are so beautiful" she said hurriedly to stop me from taking off the hijab I was wearing.

"Cirain you g' like. Thank goodness you like it. Anyway I g' suddenly use' kok. I'd like to wear a hijab for a long time, to learn from Amara. Hehe."

"But you're using' this g' just to play around, right?", he asked hesitantly.

"Insha Allah I'm g' kidding. I wes steady kok make use' hijab.", I replied steady and firm.

"Alhamdulillah, I am very fond of dread'e" he said, embracing my shoulder.

The trip to the airport does not take long because traffic is still slow. Arriving at the airport we immediately checked in and waited half an hour before the plane finally took off. At nine o'clock we were out of Abdurrahman Saleh airport and took a taxi home. An hour later we had been relaxing on the terrace drinking a cup of coffee for Mas Zaky and a cup of tea for me accompanied by various kinds of orchids that were blooming.

"I'm happy you wes g' moody ae kayak kemaren.", he said softly interrupted his shavings on the coffee in his cup.

"Let's go, thank God I'm calm. Yo still sad se but like zinc you say, God has other plans lusweh good for us. Maybe I should be more patient" I said in response to his words.

"You want to play at my father's house, ibuk g'?, ntar we stopped by jenguk abah same ummi all of you.", he asked.

"By se, but ntar ae is a bit of a whim. I'm still tired."

"Yowes, go yok. I yo want to fall down", Mas Zaky stood up while extending his hand to me.

I welcomed her hand in exchange for answering her invitation. We went in and went to the bedroom. Mas Zaky who was half lying down leaning on the head of the bed kept watching me who was unraveling the veil from my head.

"So piye kok suddenly pingin wear' hijab?", he asked.

"G' tau, maybe because I like to see Amara fitting unloading wear' hijab, so I'm interested. Amara became very beautiful wearing' hijab. Yo as a girl, I yo want to look beautiful too. But the more I came here I felt comfortable. My heart is calm, feeling safe" I replied as I walked towards the bed and lay down beside it.

"I'm happy to see that you want to cover up the gini aura" he said gently while stroking my hair.

"Why? because I see zinc iso "me", just mas?", I asked while hinting at my word with quotes with my fingers.

"Hahaha.g', g' that's. Because you want to follow the guidance of religion. For you want to fulfill the commandment of Allah, with the closing of the law. Without ono seng maksa anymore. How come I think about it?, look at "you" I've never been".", he replied after his laughter subsided and ended by teasing me while mimicking the movement of my hand as he said your word.

"Yes, you know, guys like to talk, so let's look like a romantic snobs.", I cheeked red in shame at my previous words.

True Mas Zaky said, he had never seen me in a 'open' situation'. Even just once she saw me wearing a towel over my coat, that was when we first got married. And after that never again. Because she rejected me several times when I tried to approach her, I hesitated to think sexually. I still want to make sure she feels for me clearly, after all. Would I be guilty of delaying it any longer? But I know he's holding back for my feelings.

"More than opo se? Alise put it down" he said, stroking between my eyebrows, dragging me back from my mind.

"Eh? G', g' ono. Mas you yesterday ono opo affairs neng city where I volunteer?", ask me to switch the conversation.

"Obviously, convection business is the same as raw materials. I'm all looking at you" he replied casually.

I've yawned a few times, and the distance between the steaks is getting thinner. But now I refuse to sleep. I'm very comfortable with the situation now. Just lying down and chatting, talking about a light random topic. We were almost never like this before. Sure oes. Because we have just opened up to each other.

"Do you want me to read another letter to the lullaby?", he said as he realized that my sleepiness was deepening.

"He'em, can. I'm listening to you naji. Your voice is melodious, make the heart adem.", I replied enthusiastically.

"Hhh, can ae you. Yowes, grab a blindfold with yo. Bismillaahyrohaanirrohiim.

Sabbi?isma.

Allaishi khalaqa fa sawwa.

Wallazhi qaddara fa hada.

The wallaishi akhrajal-mar'a."

I know this letter. It's Al A'la's letter, a letter she pirated as a dowry companion when we got married. Which touched me the first time I heard it.

"*F*a or someone else has a description.

Sanuqriuka fa la tans. I*Allah ma syaallah, innahakih ya'lamul-jahra wa ma yakhfa.

Wa nuyassiruka.

Fa izbukkir in nafa'atizdal-zikra*****."

I was swept away in the sweet cradle of his voice. I don't know what this letter means, but I use the pronunciation of every word. My eyes began to I enjoyed the beautiful singing of the introduction to sleep.

"Akuzdalakkaru may yakhsha.

Yatajannabuhal-asyqa.

Allaishi yaslan-naral-kubra.

Summa la yamokutu fiha wa la ya.

Qad afla wa man tazakka."

His voice began to sound faint. But I can still feel a soft caress at the top of my head. Like a package, the melodious sound of the chanting of the holy verse and the gentle caresses on my hair proved to be quite hazy, feeding me into sleep.

"The abbot of Rabbihi fa isalla.

Bal tu`real-sayatad-dun-ya.

Wal - akhiratu khairuw wa abqa.

Inna hakza lafis-san.

Su-ufi ibrahi wa makitsa."

With the end of the last verse, these eyes are closed. Welcoming the new dreams approaching. But before I was far away in my sleep, I faintly heard Mas zaky's voice and a kiss on my forehead.

"I love you."