
A woman in her middle age smiled and showed her gratitude to a young woman who always accompanied her while at home.
"Tante thanks you for being willing to accompany Auntie here. Thank you for helping Aunt in everything. Aunt also thank you for taking care of Aunt who was sick."
The woman named THANIA smiled kindly. "Together, Aunt. I will be happy to help and it is also my duty to take care of Auntie as long as Azzam is not there."
"If it wasn't for your help these past few months, maybe Auntie's dead." The woman, dressed in a robe and hijab, felt comfortable near Thania, the woman who would take care of her when she was sick.
"Don't talk like that, sickness, death, rich, and poor are the will of God. I'm just an intermediary to accompany Auntie here." The two women of different ages seemed familiar and exchanged words. Until the greeting of someone diverts their conversation.
"Assalamualaik."
"Getishalight." The woman named Fatimah looked towards the entrance, even with Thania who also turned her head.
Fatimah did not believe what she saw. His son, the son who after a long time left came back with different circumstances. Fatimah watched him from top to face, "A-azzam!"
Fatimah also stood up to want to make sure again whether this is real or not. He approached Azzam with teary eyes.
"Oh Allah, Azzam. Th-this is you?" Azzam nodded and he immediately reached for his mother's hand crying with regret.
"Well, I'm sorry Azzam's been an ungodly child. Azzam regretted not listening to Mama and did not obey said mama, Azzam please forgive, Mah." The man sobbed full of regret.
Fatimah crouched down and immediately hugged her son. No words of hate or anger were stored in the depths of his heart. If there is disappointment, but for a mother the return of the son is the happiness she wants. This is the desire of Fatimah, the prayer of Fatimah, and the request of Fatimah to the creator to return his son and to show him the way of truth.
"Mama's sorry too, Azzam. Mama was wrong too. Don't go again, son. Mama can't lose you. Mama's sick." Fatimah wept when she was found with her son.
Thania looked at Azzam. "So this is Azzam, handsome too. So he'll be paired with me." Thani smiled down upon seeing Azzam.
Fatimah let go of her embrace, her eyes turned to look at the toddler in Azzam's lap from then on silent without a sound.
"This?" ask Fatimah curiously.
"He is Azriel, son of Azzam."
"Son? She's the mother's granddaughter of that woman?" Azzam nodded, but he was afraid that his son would be accepted for being born to a woman his mother did not expect.
"Son? So he's married?" inner Thania was shocked.
Fatimah rubbed Azriel's cheeks that looked like Azzam. All of them resembled Azzam, none of them resembled Ghina.
"Sorry, Mah. Azriel is difficult to adapt to new people" Azzam said.
"It's okay, mama understands." Then Fatimah stood watching her son. "Why are you like this, Azzam?"
"Awilson ..."
*****
At a cemetery, Azzura squatted rubbing gravestones bearing the names of his parents.
"Under this tombstone I have rested your heartfelt affection. Forgive Azzura who failed in building rashtangga. Azzura can't survive a betrayal-filled love. Azzura couldn't, mah, pah. I'm sorry, Azzura can't get a message from you guys who used to tell you to get married once in a lifetime. Azzura can't." The beautiful young lady still lowered her head back into a small sob.
Only this is what Azzura often does when sadness approaches. He often stopped by the cemetery to calm down.
Feeling better and having been there for a long time, Azzura went from there and returned to the taxi. However, his steps came to a halt when someone happened to be about to exit the cemetery and happened to be in his direction.
"Azzura, are you here?" asking the person made Azzura look back.
"Erik? You?"
"I've stopped by my mother's funeral." Azzura nodded in understanding. Coincidentally his funeral was not far from Azzura's parents' place.
"Where's Chiko? Why alone?" the narrow-eyed man named Erik was in a daze looking for Chiko, his friend hanging out. However, Erik's eyes turned back on Azzura and watched Azzura from top to bottom.
Azzura did not realize that, he lowered his head back to grieve over what had happened.
"Azzura, just shut up?"
"Chiko and I are divorced!" azzura answered telling her ex-husband's friend honestly.
"What?! Divorced?"
"Very good news," Erik muttered inwardly with a grinning smile.
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