Hazimah and Aqlan
Bornean

"Be careful on the road, don't forget to read do'a, if you've reached us."

"Umi's seeds"

After greeting all the families standing in front of the porch, Aqlan and Zimah immediately got into a car that already had two male students sitting in the front seat, and ready to take them to the airport.

Zimah replied to a wave of Salsa who put on a jutek face, making Zimah chuckle.

The car also walked out of the gate of the Roudhotul Jannah boarding school and drove to the airport.

Along the way Zimah is busy replying to messages with her aunt and her two best friends.

While Aqlan chatted with the two santri sons.

"Mas"

Aqlan.sighted

"Friend I want to come to our village, who can pick them up at the airport.?"

"When will you come?"

"Thursday"

"Aren't we still in Kalimantan?"

"Yes, they want to come before we go home, she said to help me for my special day" Zimah smiled remembering the chatan she and her best friend in the group.

Aqlan nodded.

"What time is the plane?"

"Pass"

Aqlan immediately looked at the santri who was sitting in the steering chair

"Can you please pick up my wife's best friend at kang airport?"

"Can gus" she answered quickly with a single nod.

"You two are"

"Njih gus" answered the second

They re-busy themselves, until the car arrived at the airport.

Aqlan pulled out her and Zimah's belongings from the trunk, with the help of her two students.

"I go in first yeah, you two be careful on the road."

Aqlan said after all her stuff was out.

"Jih gus, gus and ning Zimah carefully also on the road. Hopefully until the destination safely" said one of them

The husband and wife nodded and mengamiin right, then they walked in.

The two santri faithfully looked at the gus and ning until invisible, after which they turned their bodies step into the car.

Zimah was pensive to see outside the glass of the plane, his mind wandered, his face looked gloomy, so unaware of his husband who had just looked at him.

"Why?" ask Aqlan

"This is my first return, after the first permission to migrate to Jakarta" Zimah replied not to change his view

"Whenever you go, it won't heal your wounds in the past."

Zimah sighed nafa, turning to look at her husband.

"But I'm afraid I'd hate them if I looked at them face to face."

Aqlan was silent, feeling the sadness of his wife.

"Slow down, I'll help."

Zimah nodded

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Aqlan followed his wife who looked at the mansion in front of them.

"Is this really your home?"

Zimah nodded.

"The location is exactly with the house that used to be, make Dinda ever send me a photo of this house first, after it is repaired."

Aqlan nodded.

"Assalamu'alaikum"

Tong

Tong

Tong

"𝘞𝘢'𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘶𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮, 𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘳"

Hearing the answer from within, Zimah stopped pressing the bell.

𝘒𝘳𝘦𝘬 (𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘶)

"Sister Zimah!!!!!"

Zimah received a hug from the little girl happily.

"Icha kangeeeeen very similar brother Zimah, brother Zimah never came home, if you want to see brother Zimah must be icha, sister, and aunt must go to Jakarta first." her fight broke tears

"Sister Zimah?"

Zimah looked ahead hearing the surprised tone of the teenage girl in front of her, standing with tears flowing down.

Zimah smiled warmly

The teenage girl ran over to hug Zimah

"Lia's also kangen"

Aqlan chose silence, seeing his wife take off longing with his two younger siblings.

"So, I miss you too" said Zimah Parau.

"You've arrived yet?, why not ask her to enter first."

"Kangennya can not be delayed again bik" said Icha memcebi his lower lip.

"Kasian loh Zimah's brother and his Aqlan bang are tired from long trips" said the bik Dinda

Icha and Lia immediately looked behind her sister, they just realized there was a husband from her brother

"Hehehe, sorry bang Aqlan, we did not see any bang Aqlan, because it has missed so much brother Zimah.

Aqlan simply nodded and smiled.

Zimah took off the hug with her two younger siblings, and went straight to her aunt.

"Aunt how are you?" Zimah kissed the hand of the bik Dinda, then hugged her tightly.

"Alhamdulillah aunty healthy, you now enter first yes, rest first in the room, later tonight we will eat together."

Zimah nodded.

Aqlan approached the aunt of his wife, then kissed the middle-aged woman's hand.

"Assalamu'alaikum bik."

"Wa'alaikumussalam" the smiling Dinda looked at Aqlan

"Thank you for taking care of aunt."

"It was Aqlan's duty as Zimah's husband bik."

Aunt smiled faintly, eyes that looked at Aqlan warmly.

"Now you're resting."

"Yes bik"

"We haven't let go of the bik." Icha pursed her lips

Lia was silent, even though she agreed to her sister's words.

"Later at night, let brother Zimah and his Aqlan bang rest first"

"You show me the room that your aunt has prepared." continued Bikinda appointed Icha and Lia.

They nodded then stepped into the room for Zimah and Aqlan, followed by the two husbands and wives.

"It's brother's room and Aqlan's bang" said Lia pointing at the door painted blue.

"Thank you" Zimah rubbed his sisters' heads.

"Sama-sama sis" replied icha cheerfully, while lia just replied with a smile

"Oh yeah, bang Aqlan still remember the name we both don't?" Icha pointed at her and also Lia.

"Still dong, this is Lia, and this is Icha." point Aqlan out exactly.

"It was not in vain that we were acquaintances, brother Lia should thank Icha, because Icha who began to identify us both, as brother Zimah" her arrogant chin raised looked at Lia.

Aqlan laughed, and Zimah shook her head at her sister's behavior.

Lia twisting her eyeballs lazily looking at her sister somhong's behavior.

"Sister Lia was very quiet" Icha sneered at her sister.

"From you, take it with you. Brother Zimah, bang Aqlan, just rest yes, justin he ngockeh himself, Lia want to leave first." Lia scoffed back at her sister, and then left her cengo icha, then ran after her sister

Aqlan and Zimah laughed at the sight of the two.

"Come in" Zimah let Aqlan into the room, whose door Zimah opened first.

Aqlan nodded and passed in following Zimah who instantly locked the door.

They were still watching the blue room.

"Do you like blue?" aqlan asked without looking at his wife.

"Yes, um."

Aqlan nodded, then walked out the balcony, and saw the view of the river and the houses on its banks, the nuances are still natural.

Kumandang adzan accompanied by the fresh breeze of the river adds to the impression of his shahdu.

"Mas, the prayer equipment is Zimah ready." Aqlan looked back smilingly looking at his wife.

"Thank you, we pray jama'ah."

Zimah nodded, then followed in her husband's footsteps.

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