DOCTOR SYAILA'S LOVE STORY
Memories

The sun has changed the moon and the stars.

Welcoming night can bring happiness and sorrow, we as humans can not guess but believe Allah Almighty is the best for each of His servants.

On the balcony of Syaila's room, Syaila and Bunda Callista sat down to enjoy a light meal and warm tea accompanied by joking jest from both. Indeed, the two try to complement each other even though Asraf's father is not in the middle of them but the Father is still in their hearts.

"Bun, Maira wants to talk" Syaila said.

"Speak, Son." said Mother Callista while enjoying the dish prepared by the aunt.

"Some one came to Maira, then,"

"Then?"

"Di-he came to propose to Maira."

"God, Son? Mey's serious, right?" asked Mother Callista with a smile that she could not hide so happy.

"Two rius, Bubun."

"Alhamdulillah, when will he come here?"

"Maybe two or three more days, Bun. Bubun ain't mad?"

"What's angry for, baby? Mother is very happy that someone wants to propose to you. What's his name, son?"

"Sulaiman Ali Abdullah."

"What a great name."

"But, Mey's scared, Bun."

"Fear why?"

"He looks like a cabin boy, while Maira? Maira doesn't deserve him, Bun."

"Oh my God, son! kirain what! yes, push yourself to be his wife. But do not immediately sat set sat set, son all need process. Maybe the first to start hijab as before, Mother also miss Mey Mother who is pious. Everyone has the right to judge, but they don't know what Mey went through to become the Mey she is today."

"Jeroy Maira, Bun. To be a good son and a godly wife to Mas Ali."

"In the Lord, come with Mother. Mother still keeps all your equipment for a long time, just to remember."

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The door was opened by Mother Callista, it was seen that the room was still very clean and well maintained. There are many photos of beautiful girls wearing long hijabs and also photos of the late husband of Mother Callista.

"This is Humaira Mother who used to and now very much misses Mother, even though your attitude has not changed but still Mey who is now some with Mey who used to be."

"Maira was just disappointed in God, Bun. God took the man Maira loved and loved very much, until now the sense of wonder is still there even though Dad was gone a year ago." syaila said sobbing considering Asraf's father left her first.

"Our son is not forbidden to be sad, but we must also be able to rise again. Is not enough time this year? Mother release Mey Mother? Mey with you removing your hijab Daddy up there will be tormented because the Humaira does not close the veil and can only be seen by the mahram."

"I'm sorry, Maira Mother."

"Come, Nak is back to improving yourself Daddy must be happy his favorite daughter will soon be a wife."

Mother Callista stepped up and opened the closet to take a set of gamis and hijab and give it to Syaila.

"Mey still remember this robe and hijab?"

"Of course, this is the robe I bought from Tareem for Maira, Mommy."

"Try wearing it again, Mommy wait here."

"Yes, Bun."

"Mas, I promise I'll help Mey get us on the right track again. Ridhoi is your daughter to marry by her choice and may Ali guide Mey to become a devout woman, Aamiin Allahumma Aamiin. I miss you here, Mas."

5 minutes passed by Syaila came out of the bathroom using a robe given by Mother Callista.

"Bun, man,"

"God, wear the hijab, son."

"Yes, Mother. May Maira be a better woman."

"Ridhoi servant to your light Ya Rabbi."

Brother Jihan said: Women are like mirrors, look strong but easily cracked. Women are easy in forgiving but hard in terms of forgetting🤍.