
...I feel like I have a new family that accepts my shortcomings and I finally understand that behind a disaster there must be sweet wisdom in it. ...
...~Humaira Khema Shireen's...
...🌴🌴🌴...
Humaira's days were really not lonely during the arrival of the Almeera family. The couple treated him well. Unlike the husband who 180° does not want his presence.
Like this morning, Almeera began to pestle Humaira who was preparing the ingredients for her morning breakfast. The mother with two children who loved each other grabbed the knife in Humai's hand.
"Eh, Ma. Gapapa let Humai go," said Humai trying to take the knife again.
Almeera. He even pulled Humai's hand and took him to sit on the dining table chair.
"Remember the doctor, Mai. You have to sit a lot and rest" Almeera said attentively. "You shouldn't have to cook gini. Syakir should hire a housekeeper."
Almeera nags nonstop. She was completely inexhaustible with her husband's best friend. Syakir has no conscience.
Although their marriage was due to coercion or accident, Syakir's attitude should not be this. Even if he doesn't accept Humai's presence. He should have accepted the presence of the child conceived.
After all, the boy is his real son. A child born for the sake of both of them. He is an innocent man. He is a child who should have the affection of his parents.
Not a victim of a father's selfishness. Not affected by hatred because of an accident between his parents.
He's innocent. Even the boy never asked to be presented by them. He was there because of his parents. Intentionally or not. Accident or not but his presence is a gift and a miracle
"You must not confess everything yourself and directly, Mai. Rest first if tired. Don't overstate the situation. Remember you are strong but your son." pause Almeera slowly.
"It's not necessarily as strong as you. He is still small and growing. So take care while God gives you this fortune."
Humaira is like having an older brother who loves her. It's like having a new mother in Almeera's life. She truly loves him through treating him well and attentively.
Not getting an answer, Almeera turned around. He looked at Humaira who was looking at him with a swipe of her eyes.
"Did I hurt you?" almeera asked with regret.
Humai. He exhaled heavily then pulled both corners of his lips curved upwards.
"Humai feels like he has a new mother, Ma'am. The attention that Humai never got, it could be Humai Rasain now," he said honestly.
Almeera. He hugged Humai's body with a warm embrace.
"Quiet down. From now on you will not be alone, Mai. There are Mbak who will help you as much as possible," said Almeera with a confident tone.
"Thank you, Ma'am. Thank you very much."
"Together."
...🌴🌴🌴...
Elsewhere, today was their last day in this cold city. The holiday to Malang City tour is over and it is a sign that they will continue to Yogyakarta City.
Since morning, Almeera had tidied up all her clothes, husband and children. All this with the help of Humaira. Some typical souvenir trinkets poor, dry food as well as apple chips, jackfruit and some other typical foods certainly meet one empty suitcase prepared by the mother of two children.
"Therefore so many, Ma'am," Humaira chirped when the suitcase was sealed.
Almeera. His head nodded in confirming. "My family and Mas Bara a lot. My friends too."
"Gee. Must be a lot of people."
"Of course, Hum. Even if everything comes together, their voice is like a night market" Meera said, imagining the actions of her two brothers and parents who were equally dilapidated together.
Unconsciously, too much memory with his mother and sister made Humaira's tears flow.
"Why are you, Hum?" asked Almeera who did not hear the pregnant girl's voice.
"Eh gakpapa, Ma'am," Humai said quickly. "I just want my mom and my sister."
"Find them, Hum."
"My mother is gone, Ma'am. While my sister is in a deep pain," he said by lowering his gaze.
"Innalillahi wainna ilaihi raji. I'm sorry, Hum."
"Gakpapa, Ma'am. It's been a long time."
Almeera looked on pity. He did not know how strong the heart of this woman in front of him was. Shakir abandoned, not considered and now Almeera just knew that Humaira had no parents.
A life far from her. However, look at how Humaira is living life. Not against destiny and despair. It was already Humaira's extraordinary point in Almeera's eyes.
"You are the woman of choice. The wife of choice and the mother of choice for your child" Almeera said confidently. "Never despair of being good. As long as you can continue to be kind but if you are tired then leave."
Eventually their conversation ended when Bara started to enter the room and said that her car was ready. Humaira helped the woman who became her friend figure a few weeks here.
They started to descend down with Humaira who was feeling sad. Somehow he felt his friendship with Almeera made the house a little more lively. If they go home, they will return to their lives.
The crying, pain and torture that made her so depressed!
"Come, Hum. You're taking us, aren't you?"
"That, Ra. She's…"
"Please, Kir. Isn't this my last day here" Almeera said.
Syakir threw away his face then suddenly his gaze immediately looked at Bara. The man glared as if Syakir had to agree to his wife's request.
"Can. Take him, Ra!"
Almeera's face was so sumringah. Eventually they left immediately for Abdurrahman Shaleh Airport as time continued to flow.
After almost forty-five minutes drive from the overlap to the fern. They finally arrived at the airport. Almeera, Bara, Bia and Abraham immediately went out followed by Syakir and Humaira.
The two men drove all the way inside until the sound of the announcement of the plane that Almeera was about to board.
"alright. Finally we will be separated until here," said Almeera looking at Humaira's face with sadness. "I'm so happy to know you. May I consider you my sister?"
"Of course you can, Ma'am" Humaira nodded.
The two women finally embraced. This is the moment that is most feared. Farewell when the meeting was already present between the two. The thing they dislike the most.
"If anything happens, call me immediately" whispered Almeera who got a nod of Humaira's head. "I'll be waiting for you in Jakarta if you make the right decision."
~Connected
I can finally be with you on this beautiful day again. Thank God twice Lebaran with you and I feel grateful and happy.
Here I have new friends and family. Je wants to say Taqaballahu minna wa minkum. If there is a wrong word and when intentionally or not that hurt your heart. Je apologized profusely.