Dear, My'Eve
COMPLAINING

Retno glanced at Aisya's bag when the lesson had begun 15 minutes ago, but the owner was not beside her.

Aisya was allowed to go out with Ernest's mom, just Ernest's mom. Because he told Caroline to go to school, even though Caroline insisted she wanted to come.

The berkutex hands stirred his capuccino, then sipped on the lips of the cup. Stabbing the apple pie of his coffee friend, while the girl in front of him just silently looked at the middle-aged woman who had given birth to Ernest was eating when he was fasting.

"Wouldn't you like pesen anything?" the bargain is high with the feet raised to the other side of the foot. Maybe Aisya can see the difference between umi and Ernest's mother, if the meek umi is full of low tension, another case with Ernest's mother who has a strong character, career woman...

Aisya shook her head, her gaze shaded without a covetous reply let alone a jutek, "i fast, aunt." He looked down and the net was pounded on a watch that had pointed to the number 07.20 wib.

"I want to go to the point, where's my son?!" ask her without lowering her to arrogance. Aisya frowned, "Ernest? Isn't Ernest home yesterday?"

"Don't pretend to be naive Aisya, if you've managed to brainwash my son then you'll understand if I want him back this time! !"

Brakk!

Almost all visitors to the cafe were surprised to be made including Aisya, want it feels like the girl is crying at this time, but she is trying hard, IA IS NOT WEAK!

"What auntie mean? I really don't understand,"

"Ernest wants to be a Muslim, just like you! You satisfied?!!!" his face had even advanced with a glare and flames.

Aisya gaped and covered her mouth with her hands, "god willing," he murmured.

"For God's sake aunt, Aisha doesn't know. The last time Ernest Nelfon Ai was a malem. Ernest suddenly asked Ai to read Ar-Rahman's letter, "Aisya's face was as surprised as he could not understand what was going on with Ernest.

"Don't lie to you!" actually mama Ernest has another option to look for the whereabouts of his son, but somehow he prefers to vent everything first on the girl who according to Caroline is the ringleader of the problem that is now happening.

But a second later the stern face could not lie, he could not hide his sorrow, he was as unwilling as in front of Aisya, "return my son, Ernest." he cried bitterly, making Aisya so wrong, because now they are being seen by all visitors is no exception.

Aisya could only smile bitterly as she nodded deeply at each visitor, "sorry if we interrupt..."

"Tante, if aunty wants to swear everything Aisya is willing, but not here.later make aunt embarrassed," he said carefully.

"Wild!!! I want my son Ernest!" he was screaming hysterically. Aisya bit her lower lip and stomped her feet quickly on the floor, she was confused as to how.

"This aja aunty, Aisya will help according to what aunty wants, if indeed according to aunty Aishe the culprit of the problem Ernest fled and want to change beliefs," he said. "She'll help as much as she can,"

"Emang must!" fierce face. He wiped away his rough tears, "because it's all because of you!" Aisya did not snap, let alone fight and argue, nor did he defend himself because he had not yet received clarity on Ernest's reasons.

"If indeed Ernest became rebellious, moved, fled, because Aisya.maka was ready to stay away from Ernest." he said with a stifled throat, from the beginning God should never have created this affection in his heart, but if Ernest is not his match then he will try sincerely.

The car moved away from the cafe, Mama Ernest was on the front bench, while Aisya was on the back bench. Several times Aisya called Coki in search of Ernest's whereabouts, because the last time he heard the name of Rama, the teacher taught Coki.

But apparently Ernest's mother had driven her car deep into the alley of the village where she found Ernest yesterday.

Aisya turns off her phone, when Ernest's mom stops the car's engine.

"This is where auntie is?" tanya Aisya looked towards the outside of the car window. He did not answer but asked Aisya to come down, "down!"

The girl nodded obediently, Aisya stared at a large enough green mosque in front of her.

"Today I saw Ernest in there with someone." He then walked with his feet clad in heels tracking the block-paving ground, Aisya's lecturer.

He took off his shoes right at the sacred boundary to look inside the mosque.

*tap*..

*tap*...

*tap*...

He and Ernest's mother entered the courtyard of the mosque, then stormed the entrance.

"Assalamu'alaikum.." said Aisya make mama Ernest turn and raise his eyebrows next door, "crazy. No one used to say hello," hardiknya, but Aisya smiled warmly, "this is the house of God, whether it exists or not, we should not be looking like maling aunty," he replied.

"Why do you think I'm a thief?!" his fierceness was immediately embraced by Aisya.

Putting aside the debate, the two again combed the area within the mosque.

Aisha stammered, she gaped up to the buying eye, when she found a figure she had been looking for for almost a few hours prostrating with a trembling body, it seemed as though Ernest was stirring everything to God, is it true that Ernest was determined to change his faith? Isn't that right because of her?"

"Heraz!" Iren's mother shouted, Aisya could only howl in her place almost in disbelief.

"Mama?" he got up and turned his head, his watery gaze staring at Mama Iren as well as the person behind him.

"Asians...."

Mama Iren cries, "home Nest! Mama misses you, apologize equally let you be accepted again at home, put an end to all this ridiculous Ernest!"

"Ma, it wasn't Aisya that Ernest finally decided to move, but it was Ernest's determination that was willing..."

"Aisya has nothing to do with it, ma. This was purely Ernest's wish, "his gaze was unsettled with a bruised face in some areas and wounds around the lips.

Mama Iren has given up! He screamed for Ernest to return, if only he had not been too busy with his world, he would not have lost Ernest, if only he had been watching his children and also close to them, maybe Ernest will not choose to seek identity outside, if only he instilled religious values maybe today he does not need to cry for Ernest here. But back, all this is the will of the Powerful. No one can refuse His will.

"God! You are! I'm paying your promise!" his sting on Aisya who immediately chuckled in shock.

"I.iya aunty.." she replied lowered her head.

"Ma, mama, why Aisya? Mama don't mind Aisya, she doesn't know anything.In addition to the mama brought Aisya, Ernest remained firm on Ernest's stance!" The young man got up and immediately approached Aisya who was also walking towards him.

The closer...the closer.Ai tears can not be dammed anymore. This white-veiled girl in a gray-white uniform was crying as she pleased when Ernest was no longer distant from her.

"Hey, howling..."

"Ernest why are you?" he said shaking while crying. The direction of Aisya's gaze was right at some point of Ernest's wound.

"What are you doing here? Go home, Nest.." she asked in tears.

"Eh, eh nangis angel.later the earth rained loh," he joked but did not make Aisya stop his crying.

"Is all this because of me, Nest? If so, I'm begging you to come back...." Aisya to rest in front of Ernest, making Ernest crouch down cupped both shoulders, to wake Aisya.

"But it is not because of you that my heart is convinced to embrace this belief, is not what the Qur'an says...however persuasive you are to invite someone to become a Muslim if Allah does not wish, then he will not enter. On the contrary, however persuasive you may be, if Allah wills, he will enter..."

Aisya was crying more and more awkwardly, do not know what to do now..must be happy what sad?

"Ernest, your mama..."

"Suttt!" Ernest put his index finger on Aisha's lips, "let that be my business, sorry my mommy yes.certainly he neror you at school until you don't enter today,"

"Where are you sleeping?"

"*In the house of Allah*,"

"Why don't you go to school?"

"*Again all the same problems the owner of the life*,"

"Have you eaten?"

"*I want to learn your rich fasting*,"

Aisha grew sobbing, as Ernest answered her without complaining.

"Ernest you're torturing yourself,"

"*I am being tested with God, whether I am worthy to be His servant, then I will wait for His help*."

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