Your Love Comes Too Late

Chapter 71

I really enjoyed my trip to my father and mother's house even though in my heart I was very anxious because it had disappeared for more than a year without any news at all, I don't know how my parents are doing right now I'm also worried that my father and mother won't let me separate from kevin.

I am very worried about this problem I do not want to go back to Kevin mas but how if the father and mother do not agree I parted with kevin mas what I have to do.

I'm really confused right now I'm just praying that my parents will understand my current situation.

At lunchtime we stopped by a restaurant located on the roadside the atmosphere there was very comfortable and beautiful because we ate in the middle of the rice field the view was also very good.

Before the food we ordered came I chose to go to pray zuhur first after I finished the new mas iqbal and pak eko who went to pray.

After mas iqbal and pak eko returned before long our food came.

"Well, look at the food I've drooled it must taste good! " Say mas iqbal.

"Yes, I can't wait to eat too! " Answer mr. eko.

"Let's pack the brush directly until it runs out" said mas iqbal on pak eko.

They eat with the voraciously taste of the cuisine is indeed very good you are not in doubt, with a very beautiful atmosphere eating in the middle of the rice field more make us tasteful.

After eating we continued our journey again to quickly reach my village.

After taking 8 hours of travel we finally arrived at the village because we arrived in the afternoon many residents on the road want to go home after the rice fields or gardens.

Not how long we arrived at the house of the father and the house of the same house there is no change only the flowers that often me and the mother care for have been on death like her never in the care of mother again.

My longing deepened when I saw this house my eyes were getting hot wanting to cry.

"Assalamu'alaikum! " Say me knocking on the door of the house.

There is no answer, if you see the clock you should have come home from the rice field.

"Assalamu'alaikum! Sir mom! " Call me a little yell there's a sense of worry in my heart

Not long at the door and my greeting was answered.

"Girlwindsalam! " Answered father

"Sir! " My speech was lyrical with the roar of tears the figure I missed so much was in front of me the father looked thinner maybe he was very tired.

You looked at me for a long time with a state of surprise maybe he could not believe if I was in front of him.

"I... Is this you son? " Tell me nervous while crying.

"Yes sir, this is amira sir! " I answered hugging my father.

"Allah, my son has returned, O God! " Say the father while grateful we embrace long enough to vent the longing of each.

"Where are you going to miss you so much, son? " Tell dad.

"Amira misses you too! Mama's mother sir? " Ask me after releasing my embrace.

"Mommy's in my room, I'm so glad to see you! " Answer father pleased.

We went inside the house, mas iqbal zahra and pak eko rest for a while in the living room I went to mother's room to meet her.

I saw my mother lying on a wooden cot with a thin mattress her body was not as thin as when I left the house.

I cried when I saw mom like that my heart felt so sick because of the accident I lost my memory and broke off contact with the parents.

Was during my disappearance father and mother went through such difficulties that they were like this.

"Mom... " I said shirking.

"Mother why sir? " Task me while holding my mother's hand.

"Because never get the news about you mother shock mir so he remembered your brother who lost the guilt finally appeared again after a long time to make a mother like this! " Answer father.

"Huhoo! Mom, I'm sorry Mira just came by now! " my tears broke when I heard my father's words.

When I cried mother woke up she stroked my head gently while saying softly.

"Amira...! " Said mother slowly but I could hear.

"Yes mom, this is amira ! " I answered quickly and hugged my mother.

Mom was crying so she hugged my body tightly.

"God my son, my son, I thought you were coming home son! it's true that you want me to not dream, son! " Mom said while crying bitterly.

"Yes ma'am, this amira mother's son is not a dream mom! " I answered tightening my embrace.

"Sorry amira bu just came now amira has made mom and dad worried all this time! " my word

"Don't you make the wrong father, son! " said the father and hugged us.

The warmth I so longed for from my parents had been so long I could not hold them.

I am so grateful to be able to meet my mom and dad.

"Father so sad den! " Said mr. Eko crying.

"Yes sir, iqbal was also moved by their meeting! It's been a year since they've met and don't know the news at all they're so happy now! " Answer iqbal.

"Yes, thank God non-amira can still meet his family! " Say sir eko happy.

"Yes, thank God! " Answer iqbal.

"Mama why cry pa? " Tanya zahra with her innocent face.

"Mama has met her parents, so mama is crying dear! " Answer iqbal.

"People" said the confused zahra not understanding.

"Like oma and opa dear old man papa this parents mama "Obviously iqbal.

"What does zahra call you? " Task zahra again.

"Hemmm, call her eyang kakung and eyang uti! " Answer the iqbal

Suddenly, Zahra ran towards her parents' room while shouting to make iqbal and pak Eko panic.

"Eyang's.... " Shouted zahra happily huh.

"Zahrah! " Iqbal said with a stifled voice because the zahra had made it inside.

Iqbal panicked because the zahra went inside when he knew that amira at this time would need time to be with his parents.

he wanted to take zahra but did not dare to go there for fear of disturbing amira.