Gannaya, My Adore
Both Meneindu.

"ShodaqallahulAzim." Farhan ended his speech.

The man taught for an hour after performing the Isha prayer. Before the Quran was closed, he put his hands up in the middle of his chest to ask God for forgiveness for all the sins he had committed. For parents, wife. And may Ammar and Gana always be quiet in nature.

In his heart, he still regretted what happened to his beloved friend. Ammar will never be replaced in his memory. He was brutally shot and his first child died. But Farina and Farhan had forgiven Ammar for being slaughtered.

"Aamiin O Allah" he said ending the prayer while rubbing his face. He put the Koran back on the table. Farhan rushed out of the mushola to return to the room.

Farina was already lying on Falan's nursing bed. Because the woman was also in a hitch, so could not perform the prayers of the congregation as usual with her husband.

After facing the problems of life that are so strange and realize that they have done a lot of crime. Farina and Farhan finally repented solemnly. Although on the one hand, they regret why Frady still can not follow the footsteps of those who have returned to the path of Allah SWT.

"Papi's son hasn't slept?" farhan said to the toddler who has turned one year and two months old. Falan is six months younger than Rora. Falan looks finished at the sump. He played the peak of Farina's chest which he had exhausted from earlier.

"Mauh ain Apih." cried Falan. He hurried up from his bed. Then stretched out both hands for Farhan to grab her.

"Udah night yes. Now you have to sleep!" farhan's Edict.

Farhan put Falan to sleep again, kissed the boy to a stretch. Falan looked fresh, even her eyes now did not want to be closed. Mumbled to himself, laughed to himself and played to himself. While Farina had already flown into dreamland while breastfeeding Falan. Farhan put his wife's crazy mountain back into the pajamas that had been popping out. Then kiss Farina's lips and forehead.

"I love you, baby. A beautiful dream." Farhan rubbed for a moment Farina's long, fragrant hair without the hijab.

Falan laughed amusedly as Farhan returned. And it was not long paused because there was a phone into his phone that was on the nightstand. Creates vibration without ringing.

Farhan turned towards the phone and let it go. He had guessed it himself, it must have been from his office assistant. Farhan has a commitment, if he is at home with Farina and Falan he does not want to be disturbed. Family and rest is number one.

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The lines stopped shaking.

And two minutes later. The phone shook again, for a moment he had entered the blanket to follow in the footsteps of his wife who had flown to dreamland. Gently stroking Falan who was now embracing him, was forced to sleep.

"What a nunii!" Falan pointed behind his back. The boy was kepo because his Papi's phone kept ringing. But Farhan forced to close his eyes while hugging Falan and Farina.

And the toddler still does not want to sleep. Wiggling to get up, but Farhan put the boy back to sleep.

"Sleep, Brother. If you don't sleep later in the devil's bite."

"Ata tuh eyan, Pihhhhhhhh." how loud once this boy replied.

Because the phone just keeps vibrating and makes him dizzy because it is disturbed. And made his wife wiggle. He did not want to until Farina woke up and disturbed her sleep. Because from the morning the woman was tired of taking care of Falan. Finally, with a feeling of annoyance, Farhan shuffled to reach the device.

He looked at a new number on the screen.

"Who is? His number is unknown." he muttered. The phone continued to shake and Falan's hand seemed to be reaching for the phone but Farhan kept it out of the reach of his son's hand.

He let the phone call disconnect, and went back to ringing. The curiosity that rained down on the soul he finally answered.

"Assalammualaikum, hello?" Farhan greeted first.

Silent. There's just a breath from across there.

"Hallo's? Who'sis this?" Farhan. Now his voice is high. Because the man was being played.

"HELLO!" jolt her. Until Falan gawked and murmured "Ana orah Pih ..." The boy wanted to reach for the phone that clung to Papi's ear, but Farhan kept it away.

"Who are you?" Farhan was forced. He felt strange, who is the prankster who these nights bother him?

"HELLO! Don't fuck with me. I can track you!"

There was laughter from there.

"All right then. Now you can track me, Han."

Farhan's forehead twitching. His eyeballs shimmered here and there while remembering. And he felt his guess was right. Farhan's roar of breath instantly hunted in an instant. He held his chest because of tightness.

"aa---aa-AMMAR?" sighs Farhan in disbelief, his lips gaping hard to valve. The shock penetrated his soul. Almost the phone he was holding fell. No matter Falan kept tugging at her clothes to reach for the phone.

"No way!" Farhan gulped his saliva deeply. The man drowned. It is like fasting forty days without sahur.

"Maybe, Han. I'm right here. Still alive." Ammar's baritone tone re-echoed in his ear.

"No way!" Farhan. He repeated his words of disbelief. Keep shaking his head weakly. His heart is racing. Her tears were murmuring in the pelupuk. Three years later, the man was missing and presumed dead, and now called himself in a soft voice.

"Maybe, Han. It's me, Ammar." Over there, Ammar repeated the justification.

Not only was Farhan's hand tremored, but now his body was as well. "Re-really?" the tongue that had been feeling confused to ask more clearly, was now able to attack him.

"I want to see you, Han."

"Is this really you, Ammar?" with one blink of an eye, Farhan's clear water just fell straight down from the corner of his eye.

"What is nataah nanis?" Falan, the funny one. Wiping tears on his Papi's face.

As if hearing the child's words. There Ammar smiled. "Your son, Han?"

Farhan who still could not calm his denial, whether this was just an illusion or real, then nodded. "Yes, Ammar. His name is Falan my second son."

"Sorry because of me, you have to lose your first child." Ammar returned. Ammar opened this conversation like nothing happened in the past. It was as if he and Farhan were still best friends.

Farhan nodded again with a blank look towards the front. It was as if Ammar was here right now staring at him. Farhan's heart was still timid, he was hard to believe.

"Is this really you, Ammar? So you're not dead?" it was as if Farhan still could not believe it. He kept repeating.

"As you hear now. Its me. Thank God I am healthy, and so is Gana. I hope your family's okay too."

"WHAT?" Farhan was back. The man half-cried, until Farina blinked her eyes. Wife awakens.

"White, why?" Farina half got up. He looked at Farhan in shock. "Who's on the phone? Why is your face so pale?"

There Ammar was silent, he heard Farina's voice again after many years. The voice of the woman he once hated the most, but now the feeling of hate has faded. Thanks to sincerity, Ammar was given a great heart by God to forgive.

"Tomorrow I'll go to your office with Gana and my kids at ten in the morning. Take Farina and your son too. I want to let go of missing you guys."

At once the tears of Farhan who pooled immediately poured over. As if his mind was not strong enough to hold haru.

The one he always prayed for in his prayer.

A figure he was eager to find out his whereabouts to the bottom of the earth to apologize.

A half-hearted person had already let go of him. Now come back. Plong his heart.

"Don't, Nanis!" point at Falan while looking towards Farina. Farina approached, rubbing Farhan's back. "Why you, baby? Who's on the phone? Why are you crying?" very softly Farina said.

There Ammar cried in the arms of Gana.

"Propay Brother." Gana continues to strengthen. Ammar's shoulder is shaken. Gana also shed tears. He was moved to hear sobs of longing from Farhan across the street.

Both miss.

No matter how bad Farhan is, that man is still his best friend. A person whom he considered more than a brother. A friendship that begins in the second grade of elementary school. Often spend vacation time together to go abroad with each family.

Farhan who used to not hesitate to hit others who tried to hurt Ammar. They protect each other. Farhan eventually changed because of his greed, greed, and ambition, which was as evil as Satan. He forgot that Ammar was more important than anything he wanted to achieve. Evidently as long as Ammar left him, the man slumped and was almost depressed.

"I miss you, Ammar."

DEG.

Farina's eyeballs immediately began to fall apart, when her husband mentioned Ammar's name on the phone.

"God willing!" exclaim Farina did not believe.

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