Brother, I Love You
227. Umm Hani

After a month outside Negri, today Papa Arya and Mama Bunga return to the homeland. Of course with Arsenio, Sirin and their two grandchildren. While Doctor Aldo, for a month, once a week he went back and forth outside Negri. Because the company can not be separated completely to Calixto his best friend's son.

Out of the airport, Bilal and Darren are waiting for them. Bilal and Darren both ran like children to their parents. If Darren hugs the universal queen, Bilal chooses to hug Papa Arya.

Arsenio clucked at the sight of her two younger siblings. Didn't his two sisters miss him ?. They have not met for a long time.

"The brackets of the knee ! Birds of great-grandchildren !" arsenio.

Darren and Bilal immediately turned towards the half-guy-looking man. Wearing black jeans, the model was torn on both knees. Combined with plain white T-shirts and black jackets, do not forget the long silver necklace as accessories.

Darren and Bilal both held their arms from the king and queen. They drew their smiles and immediately hugged Arsenio's body, and kissed the face of their brother who had become a bang toib.

"Finally bang toib remember coming home !" bilal said, taking off his arms. And so is Darren.

Arsenio snorted, it was good that her sister had met her bang toib. Not that he forgot to go home because of the widow's entanglement. He can't go home because he's caught up in the old grandpa's punishment. All this time he lived with his wife and children. From where the story goes he turned into a bang toib.

"Mama ! we're here again ?" gaia asked innocently, looking at the airport a month passing by he came to.

"Yes, baby ! we will stay here" replied Sirin, wiping the head of her daughter standing next to her.

"Hore !" exclaimed Gaia, thinking that she would be able to play with Ayana and her aunt Dindanya.

Bilal held Gaia's body, then kissed the tomboy girl's cheek.

"I'm tired ! no one wants to carry me !" chirps Arsi who from earlier sat his body on the terrace floor of the airport.

"You want to be carried away by thugs too ?." Darren immediately lifted Arsi's body onto his shoulder. Bringing Arsi to his car like a sack of rice.

"Uncle Darren ! I'm not rice !" arsi shouted because her head was plunging on Darren's back, feeling dizzy.

Darren ignored him, he put Arsi into the back passenger seat of his car. Which is directly on the Mama Bunga. And Papa Arya was sitting in the front passenger seat. While Gaia, Sirin and Arsenio, along with the car that Bilal brought.

"You've been able to drive a great-grandchild ?" tanya Arsenio who sat in the front passenger seat of Bilal's car.

"It's been a while !" replied Bilal lazily.

Arsenio smiled at the transformation of her elephant sister. His sister was very much changed, already not fat anymore. And his good looks exceed his. Bilal's face looked clean and radiant, his smile was sweet like Mama Bunga, but his face was charismatic like Papa Arya. The aura looks cool and cool. Maybe because his heart is always miserly and gnawed.

Arsenio rubbed his sister's head, a sister who always peed in her pants as a child, because she did not like to wear the express. So that makes the floor of their house used to be often wet because of the piss. And even made them his brothers often slipped because they stepped on the floor pee.

Arriving at the residence of Alfarizqi, there the sons-in-law and grandchildren have welcomed their arrival. All the grandchildren immediately ran towards Papa Arya and Mama Bunga, and immediately hugged the waist of the husband and wife who had smelled the land.

Mama Bunga and Papa Arya smiled happily, they rubbed their grandchildren's heads one by one. Then they brought their grandchildren into the house.

After the grandchildren were separated from the couple who were always in the drunken romance. It was the turn of the daughters-in-law to greet them. Mama Bunga smiled, hugged her daughter-in-law one by one, and did not forget to kiss her cheeks affectionately.

Mama Bunga increasingly developed her smile when stroking the stomach of Yumna that already looks prominent. Although the content is still two months older. But Yumna's stomach already looks like a four-month-old. Perhaps because Yumna's body is getting thinner, and pregnant with twins.

"How are you doing, Mama's granddaughter ?" ask Mama Bunga.

"Alhamdulillah good Ma !" yumna answered her smile.

Mama Bunga also moved to her daughter-in-law, Daren's wife. Mama Bunga stroked Jean's stomach, hoping that there was already her granddaughter inside.

"Is your granddaughter already here ?" tanyakanya.

"Pray for Ma !" reply Jean smiled.

"Of course it's dear !" reply Mama Flowers.

"Where's my mom's granddaughter ?" ask Mama Bunga to Naysila.

"In the bedroom again Ma !" answer Naysila.

Mama Bunga also walked towards the sofa sitting her body next to Papa Arya who had sat first.

"It looks like Mama Bunga is tired of Queen?" queen's murmur, because the queen of the house did not ask her news and the child in her stomach.

Mama Bunga laughed giggling. Why did Mama Bunga ask about the manantu news on that one. It felt like looking at Queen's face, it seemed like Mama Bunga was bored. Because the Queen has passed in and out of the house. Queen is no longer like a daughter-in-law, but a princess in that house.

That night for the first time, the family members gathered all in the house. The house was so crowded, that it was not enough to eat at the dining table. Forced them to roll out mats so they can eat together in the family room.

The room sounded very boisterous with laughter, mocking each other reminiscing about childhood to the brothers. Likewise with their children, do not want to lose, they also make fun for them to remember after they grow up.

Not wanting to miss, Papa Arya also told how Mama Bunga used to be a child. Mama Bunga with her tomboyish nature with a man-like hairstyle. Mama Bunga was a bicycle racer in her son's day. Ever seen Mama Bunga plunge into the gutter with her bike. So Mama Bunga covered with mud fluttering to the head. Mama Bunga who had been the leader of a children's gang in his pocket. Being a leader in tauran children with gangs of children in settlements next to the housing where he used to live.

Papa Arya also told Mama Bunga what until adolescence, and they married, until pregnant Orion.

"You know, baby ! I used to jump into a ditch ?. Do you remember?, I forgot myself ?" mama Bunga asked, looking at Papa Arya's smiling face sparkling happiness from earlier.

"What don't I know about you, baby ?. All I know about you!" ask Javan Papa Arya.

"That's it ! you know all about me, because I am your first love.You have been asking me from time immemorial !" proud Mama Flowers.

"That's a know !" Papa Arya pulled Mama Bunga's nose with a smile on her lips until she showed her teeth neatly lined up.

"cie cie cie cie....!" exclaim children, meet and grandchildren their grandchildren together.

"It looks like Papa and Mama are having a hundredth puberty !" eagle chirps, seeing his parents always look like people again kasmaran.

"That's because Papa always loved your Mama !" papa Arya smiled back at her son.

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Time continued to pass, it did not feel Bilal was now 24 years old, and had not found the moorings of his heart. In addition to busy with his lectures, Bilal is now also busy being a preacher. Currently he is very famous in YT, Indonesia, of course it is because of his good looks and because of his way of preaching that always succeeds in educating the heart of people who hear his preaching. And also his voice is very melodious when chanting holy and grafty verses.

In fact, often Bilal invited to other areas from sabang to merauke. And even out to preach.

It just so happens that Bilal ustads are in the middle of a teenage boy at one of the high school. The boys and girls of the school immediately boisterously cheered the teenager who asked.

Ustadz Bilal developed his smile to the point of revealing his row of white teeth.

"Ehem ! adek adek !" bilal exclaimed to stop the boisterous voices of the teenagers.

"Do you want to hear the Prophet's love story ?" ustadz Bilal asked.

"Ustadz !!!!!!!!!!!!!"all the school students.

"You want to know ! who is the first love of the Prophet ?" asked Ustadz Bilal again.

"Ustadz.....!!!!!!!!!!!" the teenager's son was again.

"As a Ustasz lecture bonus today !. Ustadz will tell you a little about the love story of the Prophet !. So that you may know better who is the Messenger of Allah whom we love !" bilal said through a loudspeaker in front of him."And this story is also related to the occurrence of Islam mij'rat Prophet Muhammad SAW. Which happens to be our theme today."

"Before becoming an Apostle ! Muhammad fell in love with a woman named Fakhitah !. She was the daughter of Abi Talib bin Abdul Muttalib bin Hashim. He was a cousin of the Prophet, a childhood friend of the Prophet himself and the first love of the Prophet, the woman was known by the name of Umm Hani, and some also narrated Hindun."

The students and students at the school were silent to the story of the love of Prophet Muhammad. They were getting curious to hear the follow-up to his story.

"When Rasuullah ventured to express his feelings to Umm Hani to propose to him.Abi Thalib refused his love Rasullullah, because he had received another man's proposal."

" When Muhammad tried to persuade his Uncle to marry him to Umm Hani. His uncle refused subtly. Said that his daughter was going to marry a nice guy named Hubayrah. And finally the love of the Prophet clapped one hand to Umm Hani. And in the end the Prophet Muhammad found his true love, which became the first wife of the Prophet, Sayyidina Khadizah."

"After Muhammad was adopted as an Apostle. There was once a fathu Makah (conquest of Makkah), it was an event where many people berbondrong brondong converted to Islam. Umm Hani came to the Prophet to worship. But the husband of Umm Hani Hubayrah did not want to participate in worship, embraced Islam like Umm Hani. Even Hubayrah left Umm Hani with her children, until she died."

"Rasulullah who still harbored the taste to Umm Hani at that time, and pity to see Umm Hani and his children. The Prophet proposed to Umm Hani. But Umm Hani refused it on the grounds.' I am old and my children are very much, I fear that it will disturb your mission' replied Umm Hani."

"For the second time the love of the Prophet to Umm Hani was rejected" said Ustadz Bilal." That is the love story of Prophet SAW. Umm Hani is the only woman who dares to reject the most noble human love on Earth. That is the love story of our Prophet Muhammad SAW, who twice received rejection" he said again.

"Then ! Umm Hani is a woman who honors the Prophet. When the Prophet was sad because he had just lost his wife Khadizah. The Prophet often visited the house of Umm Hani, with her daughter Fatimah. And the families allow it. The Prophet often asked for opinions and exchanged thoughts with Umm Hani. And the Messenger of Allah will listen to Umm Hani's opinion."

"And in Umm Hani's house this is where the israel mi'raj begins." Bilal paused his sentence for a while, then continued to tell me again." On the eve of the event of the Israeli mi'raj, Prophet Muhammad SAW visited the house of Umm Hani. He prayed there at night, then slept. That night the house of ummu Hani surrounded by angels to immerse the Prophet took him to the seventh heaven to meet with Allah SWT. In the morning, the Prophet returned to the same place. The Prophet Muhammad told him about his journey, and shared by him with Umm Hani. Umm Hani also received it."

Bilal ended the story, then asked by calling out to the teenager.

"Grand adek !!! do you know ! what was it by Prophet Muhammad from the seventh step to Umm Hani and us Ummatnya !!" he shouted through the loudspeaker in front of him.

"Or Ustadz....!!!!!!" all the school students.

Ustdaz Bilal is getting shabby, "God willing!, Ustadz is sure this is all the people who love the Prophet!!!!, people who are righteous and righteous !!!" praise Ustdaz Bilal.

"What is that !!?" shouts ask.

"The Pillars of Islam Ustadz...!!!!" exclaim everything.

"The Pillars of Islam !" reload Ustadz Bilal pleased with the enthusiasm of all the teenagers.

Umm Hani!, you have been a witness to my journey to migrate to the path of Allah. You have made me feel at home to study Religious Science in your family's boarding school . Umm Hani ! thank you for accidentally, you have participated in my hijrah. May happiness always accompany your life !. The Inner Ustadz Bilal.

"Ustadz !!!" one of the students raised his hand up." I'd like to ask Ustadz !."

"Please !" the Ustadz Bilal.

"Do ustadz already have a wife !?. If not my parents' home address is on XXXXX. In guaranteed, ustdaz application will not be rejected people know me !" ask the student.

Sontak Ustadz Bilal giggled, responding to the beautiful-faced schoolgirl.

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A beautiful woman in her room shut down the YT app on her HP after watching the viral lecture of Ustadz.

Ustadz Bilal!, Inner Hani.

Tok tok !

"Keep !" call from outside

"Come in Umi !" hani exclaimed, wiping away her tears.

Ceklek !

Maryam opened her daughter-in-law's room and stepped in. Miss Maryam sat her body on the edge of the mattress facing Hani who sat leaning against the headboard. Miss Maryam rubbed her daughter-in-law's head without taking off her net.

"Find your happiness, son !. Mother's son is dead, and you have no children. You cannot live forever alone. You need a life partner, son !" said Miss Maryam with glassy eyes.

Hani shakes her head," Hani still loves Bang Hidayah Umi."

Hani's tears immediately flowed when she remembered her late husband who had left her a year ago.

"Until when is Nak?, Hidayah will grieve if you see you grieve continues like this. Hidayah will be happier to see you happy son !" persuade Miss Maryam.

Yes ! Hidayah, who married Hani three years ago, died a year ago because of his illness.

"Hani doesn't know Umi!, for now, Hani still wants to be alone" replied Hani lowered her head.

"Don't shut yourself up, son!, because life will go on as long as life is on the body. Remember Nak ! even if you marry another man. You are still the daughter of Umi, this house remains your home. You are free to come here, son !" said Maryam's mother again.

"Thank you Umi !" Hani forced her smile.

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#For the history of Islam above, othor apologizes for its shortcomings. Othor will receive repairs if there is a mistake. Because here the othor is also studying. Thanks !