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My dear Mother

Fatma is a poor widow, her husband died 2 months ago in an accident after returning from work.

Her husband Named Rahman, they were blessed with two beautiful and kind daughters, the first son named Naima Rahman 14 years old his youngest son Nayara Rahman 7 years old. But fate must separate Rahman from his two daughters,

Rahman was in an accident, as a result of being hit and run by someone who did not want to account for his actions, because late taken to the hospital made the father of two children lost his life.

After her husband died Fatma lived only with her two young daughters no relatives who would help her, she who only had a family at all to be asked for help.

Although there was still her husband's sister named Ira, she refused to help Fatma and her two nephews, Ira hates fatma because she thinks Rahman died because he was exposed to bad luck from Fatma just because he was a kara.

That night the air was so cold Fatma stood behind the window of the room after the evening prayer behind the cracked glass, staring at the goddess of the night that this night seemed to shine brightly was like declaring that the Goddess of the night was present for her.

Slowly his rough hands opened the window of the room as if he wanted to see the night goddess who was directly above his house without any obstruction. He wanted to be able to touch the moon so he could get a little light to illuminate his lonely heart.

“ O moon have you come tonight for me ? you know I don't have any friends to pour out this grief in my heart? Would you listen to this hardness of my heart in order to reduce the pain that I feel.”

Fatma spoke to herself while looking at the moon, she poured out all the things in her heart, She had no close relatives to be made friends sigh.

Long Fatma spoke to the moon until she did not realize that her youngest daughter Nayara woke up to hear the sound of her mother's cries every night, Fatma who looks strong, and she is , hiding the fragility he could show when night fell.

Fatma did not want to look sad When in front of her two daughters she had to be strong and strong, but as strong as Fatma to raise life alone sometimes she felt unable to pass it.

But if he gives up then what about his two daughters even though his neigh heart ached body he must remain steadfast for Naima and Nayara.

That is why he will wake up just to pour his baldness on the moon, so that his heart is calm and his spirit returns in the morning, during this time he did not realize that Nayara often noticed his mother's cries on the dark night under her blankets in silence until her tears fell down Nayara's white cheeks.

“ My dear mother, my poor mother forgive me for always bothering you, Naya promises to make your mother and sister Naima happy if I grow up I will not let you sad.” Nayara said, closing her eyes hoping to fall back asleep.

The next day as usual Naima and Nayara perform congregational prayers at the Mosque, while his mother did not leave because there was an obstacle so he did not carry out the obligations at dawn with his two daughters.

After the morning prayers Naima and Nayara did not go home immediately they joined the morning teaching with other friends.

“ Who is ready to deposit his Quran memorandum.” Ask Ustad Hasan.

“ Me .. Ustad!” Nayara raised her hand.

Nayara's voice was so passionate about breaking the silence at dawn, He was still a child among his friends but He was the fastest to memorize among others.

“ Really ... then we start from Nayara.”

Ustad Hasan began reading Surat Al Mulk, then continued by Nayara until it was finished.

Everyone listened to Nayara's recitation with hidmat, Nayara's voice was so soothing when reciting the holy words of Allah SWT.

“ Thank you, said Nayara thanks Ustad, for his guidance.” Nayara kissed Ustad Hasan's hand.

At 06.00 the teaching activity is finished before returning home they pray first to ask for blessings and kindness to Allah SWT. After praying the disciples went home to kiss the hand of Hasan before they came home.

“ Naya, Naima wait a minute.” Ustad Hasan called the brothers.

Nayara and Naima turned back and faced Ustad Hasan who called out to him.

“ What's up Ustad?” Naima asked Ustad hasan.

“ Wait a minute.” Ustad Hasan Reentered the mosque and took the white pelastic package and handed it over to Naima.

“ Sorry ustad this what?” Naima said astonished to get a parcel from his Ustad while the other students did not.

“ This rice sit for your breakfast.”

Ustad hasan knew that Naya and Naima never had breakfast because Fatma's mother had left for work in the morning and could return to prepare food for her son when he had finished washing clothes in some of the houses using services.

“ No need Ustad we will wait for Mom only.”

Naima refused, about to return to Ustad Hasan, but her hands were prevented by Nayara who felt hungry since last night because the food had to be divided by three.

“ Nay you are not polite!” Naima glared at her sister.

“ But Sister Ima Naya is hungry.” Nayara said slowly the number was still clearly heard by Ustad Hasan.

“ Naima must not refuse fortune, take this fortune that Allah loves for you both.” Ustad Hasan convinced Naima.

Hearing the words of Ustad Hasan Naima smiled he brought back the package containing the rice and handed it to his sister Nayara.

“ Thank you Alhamdulillah Ustad.” Naima and Nayara both received their leave and were very happy because this morning they were able to fill their hungry stomachs from last night.

Fatma who does not have a permanent job only relies on being a washing worker and working in the fields of people can only get a small wage that cannot meet the needs of life. Both of her daughters had to drop out of school.

Luckily Fatma has righteous children who never ask for things that children want at her age, they can understand the circumstances of her mother who does not have anything.

Although not spoiled by the luxury of Naima and Nayara never grieve because for him their happiness is only his mother.

Asslamualaikum friends

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