
Tone smiling happily, "thankfully it turns out that there are good people who help us, If it had been the decision of the mothers I can only say thank you very much for all the help because without you Annisa will not be able to hold all the process, he said, I can only say I leave everything to you guys" concluded Nada who returned to shed tears flowing down her cheeks.
Time passed without them knowing it was one week gone Annisa Mbak. All events have been well arranged starting from the speaker and some people appointed for yasinan. The event is quite crowded and large because they all alternately provide assistance in any form.
The sadness felt by the person who was close enough to Ms Annisa was still being hit and felt a deep loss. A woman who is kind, humble, friendly and likes to help anyone who needs help.
Sadness is clearly felt by Nada, must mengikhlaskan and let go of his adoptive brother forever. The woman who is always there when she is sad and suffering, when she smiles happily.
Only Annisa's brother has always been by her side since they decided to live independently with her foster sister from the orphanage about ten years ago.
"Mbak Annisa, I'm sorry that I have not been able to make Ma'am happy, I'm sorry also not able to bring Mbak to Jakarta for treatment, I don't know whether my life will be how after Mbak Annisa left, I do not know, who's gonna look after my daughter Ayesha because I'm not sure I can trust her to put my little daughter in daycare," nada Atillah Ahmad murmured while sowing the remains of flowers on the tomb of Mbak Annisa before leaving the public cemetery.
His steps were quite gontai with Ayesha in her carriage. He walked outwards. Sometimes he takes his breath out quite harshly. Her tears were unceasingly dripping down her cheeks that were a little thin due to almost two months of eating, sleeping and rest that were severely lacking.
Anyone in his position would definitely feel the same way. All of them could not calm down to think about the condition of one of his family who was sick and struggling to fight the disease.
"Mbak insha Allah. pas one month later I will return again, I hope and pray to Allah SWT that Mbak be calm and placed in the most beautiful place on the side of the Khalik the Creator of Allah SWT," his great-grandson Nada who began to sit his son in a small modified seat that is near the wheel of his motorbike so that it makes it comfortable and certainly the safety of his daughter is safe.
The sharp gaze of a person who had observed Nada just kept silent in his car without intending to meet directly with Nada.
"I'll see you when the time is right, wait for me Nada?" The great-granddaughter of that person who was smiling sumringah.
Time has passed for two years since Annisa's departure. Nada lived her life as usual. He works like he used to, but only different from what he used to. Before Miss Annisa died she worked in indo April now works in the same company engaged in retail as well, which has the logo letter A and red.
Ayesha if she leaves for work will be left at her neighbor's house which happens to sincerely and voluntarily help Nada to take care of her daughter.
It's been almost two years, anyway, in the residential block where he lived he had a neighbor who was quite mysterious because even though Nada had never seen directly from near the face of the man who became his neighbor who fit to the left of his house. Today coincides with Ayesha who has started attending elementary school.
Nada checked his bike before leaving to drive his son for the first time in a red white uniform.
"Why do I feel these few days as if someone is watching me but, who and where because I've been investigating secretly but, I didn't find anyone or anything suspicious," nada looked out as she spread her gaze around the housing where she lived.
"Mama!!" Ayesha cried as she walked out the door with the yellow backpack on her back.
Nada immediately walked towards the inside of her yard after hearing the screams from her son's mouth running towards her. Fortunately today Nada was off from her workplace so she was free to pick up her son. His workplace was only about a kilometer from his home so even though he had to go home at night he did not have to fear if there were scruples or motorcycle gangs.
Tone stared at the two-story house, because he thought every day he felt a strange as if someone kept watching him and observing his every move.
"Maybe it's just my thoughts, later after returning from Ayesha school I will visit her house Mr. Abdul Aziz to ask who the person who bought the former house Bu Erna," his great-grandson Tone began to heat his motor engine.
The plan is Nada will buy a car from his savings all along. He plans to install a car to make it easier and more free to go from home to work.
"Oh my God, hopefully next week I will soon be able to get a cheap car even a second car but, if not I'm just sick of it maybe I see later which is easier and easier," his mind Nada and then close the door of his house.
"When do you buy a car? I can't wait for Mama's car" added Ayesha, who smiled with happiness after hearing a word from her mother's mouth while talking to her friend over the phone.
Nada smiled knots," God willing.on Friday new mama will go to the dialer to look around his car because it was just a day off," he replied Nada while putting a helmet on his daughter's head.
"Horay!! Mama will buy a car Alhamdulillah..," he shouted Ayesha whose voice was large enough to be heard in the ears of the neighbor.
While not far from the place, someone smiled meaningfully seeing Nada and her daughter already gone.
"My choice is right to buy this house, so I can continue to protect it even though I have to go home to Makassar Jakarta but, uh, I don't care at all that important I can continue to see the face of the person I love so much, I have to go to Mr. Abdul's house because there is something important I want to tell him," Ierih the man who then closed the window and curtain back on the window of his room.
After delivering his son safely to his school. Nada immediately continued the journey to the next destination, namely, his home Pak Abdul as the head of the local RT. Nada smiled faintly at Pak Abdul Aziz who happened to have just come out of his house.
"Assalamualaikum Mr. Abdul!" Nada's greeting while kissing the back of his hand Mr. Abdul who is like his father.
"Waalaikum salam Nak Nada, please come in" replied Mr. Abdul Aziz.
Tone immediately entered into his house Mr. Abdul then sat on one of his brown sofas.
"Pucuk is loved wulang also arrived, just been talked about already appeared the person, fortunately he quickly left here if it will not be found out," Oak Abdul implied.
"I'm sorry for my arrival that might interfere with your activities, may I ask you?" Ask Nada who stared intensely at Pak Abdul.
"What do you want to ask? Insha Allah.Pak will answer everything you want to know," he said Mr. Abdul.