Woman Behind the Veil

Chapter 35

I ride a motorcycle going somewhere I'm going, I don't want to remember the memories I used to have with the woman who filled my day, but my little heart said it was not meant to mourn Aisyah's death but I wanted to repeat the togetherness we had together before it would be replaced by another woman in my heart.

My motorbike stopped in front of the airport and then I parked and then I walked slowly to the arrival door where I first met a veiled woman who had been accompanying my life, my steps stopped while looking straight ahead to feel the people who are busy then passing me and right where I stand this is where the veiled angel looks at me with a sharp gaze to stab into the in my heart until it makes me a little bit slandered because of his gaze, I did not think from the beginning met a little upset me but now the person I do not know is part of my half heart and even gave a special gift that is a beautiful princess even though in the end I I will never see him again until anytime.

I could only smile when I remembered all of that and imagine as if Aisyah's sport was standing in front of me greeting me, smiling at me and clutching my hand while spoiled like her daily behavior she showed me.

After being satisfied I then turned back to the parking lot of the motorcycle to continue the journey where my story with him was once painted in my mind, now my bike stops right in front of the campus where Aisyah used to have education here even though only for a moment, not the story of her education but the story of my togetherness with her at the time of cycling both together to deliver her to campus.

Many students and students who look at me are pensively sitting on a motorcycle with a blank look ahead but I do not care, I still enjoy the memories for the memories in this place, he said, until the campus security reprimanded me because it was strange for him to see a man standing staring blankly ahead.

I continued the journey where every day Aisyah spent her fatigue from the daily routine on campus, well here is the flower garden where he always took the time to see the flowers blooming because he was so hobby to photograph the flowers, but now I do not find flowers blooming there, only some of them look withered and fall on the ground, just like my heart today.

Tears that I did not expect to drip suddenly dripped remembering the beautiful memories with him at that time, when at the age of 5 months of pregnancy Aisyah once said "What if there were 2 choices Mas choose this baby or me?" her question arrived

"how is Mas nanya's wife like that?don't it's weird weird ah"

"stay answered doang Mas between me or this baby's grandpa what's difficult?" his insistence

"if there is a 50:50 option I choose 50:50😁"

"said what😒 quiz"

"eating it is not strange, it is better to pray that deduct and uminya healthy wal afiyat will also be good to be heard" I said

"aamiin, hehe sorry well my dear, just kidding"

"that's heart when you say, how do angels pass by in aamiinin?"

"well if the age of Aisha was only briefly insya Allah sincerely Mas, Aisha even hoped to die in a state of Shahidah"

Those are the words Aisyah said that are still ringing in my mind, I can only bathe "why Shah?why do you say that word?, if you do not say it may not be like this sadness that I feel, why when the special gift that God gave to us appears you just go away"

Some time later I then beristighfar word berandai if for a Muslim is a word from Sayithon so as to weaken the faith in the heart to deny what has become the destiny of Allah Azza Wa Jalla.

After being satisfied, I finally went home hoping that the memories were lost after I walked down the place where we had been together but did not disappear and even made the memories more painful.

Arriving at home I was greeted by in-laws who were holding my daughter Annisa.

"wa' alaikumsalam unfortunately Abi" while kissing his left and right cheeks

"Abi's son is drinking Beyum's grandson?" joked me to Annisa

"already dong Abi, this ampe eyut I endut" said in-laws

After being satisfied to play with Annisa, I then went with my in-laws to the upper room to rest for a while, when I was about to sit my gaze fixed on a Quranic mushaf lying on the table, which was, mushaf belongs to Aisyah who always held and reminded me when we were always together.

I then stood up and took the mushaf which is now getting dusty because it has been 7 months never again touched by the hands of Aisyah.

Arriving from behind me there was a pat, when I turned back the body turned out to be in-laws smiling at me, hurried me to remove my tears so as not to look sad in front of Him.

"ikhlasin Nak" he said

"insya Allah sir" I said

"it is hard to lose someone we love but there must be a silver lining on this disaster"

"yes Sir"

"do you have any desire to find a replacement for Aisyah?" ask Him

The question made me a little surprised, I did not answer his question I could only see his face.

"why do you think Diem Be, you're afraid that you're the same mother who accepted you as Aisyah's surrogate woman?"

"not so, sir, but...?"

"but what?.have not thought about it, the same Father I hope you find a loving Akhwat with a small child so that Annisa there is a care, so that, do you want to be asked later with Annisa when the big time is where her mother?"

"yes also sir, awareh I still want to be alone first Sir" I said while looking down

"it's important not to let your sadness make you despair well" he said then passed from me

Although he had a real talk but I don't know if there is a substitute woman Aisyah who wants to take care of Annisa and raise her sincerely, it feels very difficult to get a woman like that.