Your cause

what a gloomy morning

in a luxurious room there is a beautiful girl behind a blanket that is still in her dream .

suddenly a middle-aged woman opened her daughter's blanket behind the blanket and the middle-aged woman held her daughter's cheek while continuing to sob.

felt something wet on his cheeks due to the tears of his mother's eyes the owner woke up and confused .what with his mother ...he immediately sat down and rubbed the middle-aged woman's face with a still confused mind

"mom why"he took it slow

"mother is not papa dear" said the middle-aged woman and after that sighed before continuing her speech

"mother has finished your goods dear now you are ready we must go as soon as her "say her while trying to smile .

and when her mother will move from her seat she immediately holds her mother's hand until it makes the mother turn her head .

"why dear" said the mother despite knowing what the meaning of her daughter was .

"we go where" he said because confused by the suitcases and some ready bags that are near his mattress may be goods goods himself and his mother..

"now you are ready just aja well we can not be late later father hunt home" said the mother while stroking the head of her daughter .although with mixed feelings he still complied and a lot of questions lodged in his head.

is it true that his mother will take him away when it is still dark like this and outside the rain so very heavy accompanied by lightning .

"do you drive us away .it seems impossible" he muttered as he prepared to be ready

after we managed to get out of the house we had to settle down to get through some house guards who I don't know how many people I don't know because I just focus on the mother's hand that holds my hand .that's how I felt from my mother's hand .

I was thinking maybe you're afraid of being discovered, who knows what it's because of..

until the end we managed to get out of the house with a wet condition because it had to pass the rain.and mother immediately told me to get into the taxi maybe the taxi was waiting for us earlier .

"where are we going" asked me in the sidelines of a tight hug mother. when the taxi we were riding had gone far enough .

from the moment we entered the taxi, my mother never let go of her embrace, I could feel that my mother was crying and I could only calm her down by rubbing her back.

I don't know where you're going to take me, but I think we're very far from where we live because we've been in a taxi for almost three hours at a rather high speed .

I couldn't close my eyes because my heart and mind were raging with all the events that had just happened ."you just slept dear "that's all you told me about .

the taxi we were riding stopped.

after disembarking and his taxi driver helped to bring down the goods we had brought.and the taxi we had just been riding had gone a long way .

mother holding my hand "we look for the mosque first yes dear soon adhan dawn "I can only nod.asing.that's what I feel right .