Honey For Amira
Laila's sorrow

"Sir, how was Ma'am in control this afternoon? what did the doctor say?" ask Novi on the sidelines.

"Say, Ma'am can practice the road."

"What's right, Ma'am?"

"Yes. But Mbak has not been strong to lift the weight of the body Mbak. Mommy's feet still hurt to stand up."

"Patient Ma'am, long time also will not hurt really, if the bones have been connected all."

Tonight, Amira, Laila and Novi are still in the dining room.

"Bak, according to Mbak, Mas Galih is the same Mas Dion saucy?" ask Novi suddenly.

Amira glared towards Novi.

"What are you doing?" Amira still does not understand what Novi means.

"According to Mbak, which saucy is Ma'am, between Mas Galih and Mas Dion?" ask Novi for the second time.

Amira seemed to think. Amira had no idea what Novi meant by asking like that.

"Surely Umi will answer saucy Abi lah Tan," said Laila on the sidelines of the chew.

"I don't ask for your opinion anymore, Laila" Novi said.

Amira smiles.

"Why the hell, are you suddenly like that? don't you like it, same one of them?" terka Amira's.

Novi is just smiling to himself.

"Actually I like Ma'am, the same guy who is more mature than me. He said if the same guy who is more mature, there is rarely a quarrel. Because her husband is more mature and more able to keep up with his wife's attitude."

"What do you mean by nanyain? you want to be like Zia? married to a man of different age?" ask Amira on the sidelines.

"Nothing, marry a man of different ages. What matters is not the husband of the mother."

"Yes, that's okay. But if according to Mbak himself, in terms of the appearance of Mas Galih same Mas Dion, still cool Mas Dion. But if in terms of face, still saucy Mas Galih."

"Yes, still saucy Mas Galih. I think so too. But I can't possibly have a crush on Mas Galih. Because he's your brother-in-law. Where can the marriage of brother and sister alike sister."

"Continue?"

Novi.

"But it's okay, if I have a crush on Mas Dion?"

"It's okay, who wants to forbid."

"According to Ma'am, if I'm the same Mas Dion how?"

"Yes up to you is mah, but you want the same time duda anyway? I don't think there's another man."

"It's okay, Ma'am, if I like the same widower. Nothing is wrong. What matters is that I didn't take Zia's husband like Zia."

"Yes, that feeling can't be forced."

"Partially, the present Mas Dion is very different, from the former Mas Dion. Dion now has a house and a car. His future is good too"

Amira just smiled while shaking her head.

"Novi's...Novi. Don't mostly shy away. Focus on your college. Don't think weird. Mate, if it's time, she'll come alone."

"Yes, Mother."

Novi got up from his seat.

"Mak finished his meal. I'm doing it, Ma'am."

"Yes." Yeah."

Novi then tidied up the dishes on the table. After that, he washed the dirty dishes.

****

After dinner, Amira decided to rest in her room.

At this moment, Amira was still with Laila on her bed. They were still sitting on the bed talking.

"Mi, Abi this afternoon why go home anyway Mi?" ask Laila

"Mommy doesn't know either. Abi you're on Zia's phone. Sent home."

"Then that's it now. We don't have time for us. Abi don't love us Mi?" Laila looked sad when she felt something had changed with her father.

"Already Laila. Don't think about your Abi. Umi also did not want to think about your Abu. It's free to think, if he never thinks of us."

"Yes. Right too. Still mending Pade. Even though he just pade me, but he loves me so much. While Abi, he is more affectionate with Mbak Zia. The proof, he wants Zia more than us."

The more days, Laila realized that her father had changed.

ring ring ring...

Amira took her phone to pick up the call.

"Who's Mi? Abi huh?"

Amira shakes.

"Pades."

Laila lowered her head sadly.

"Well, Pade. Why not Abi. I miss Abi."

Amira then picks up the call from Galih.

"Hello, assalamualaikum,"

"Wa'alakiumsalam Mas."

"Why are you Amira again? not sleeping?"

"Yet Mas. It's the same Laila."

"Oh, Laila hasn't slept, has she?"

"It's not yet."

Laila looked at Amira.

"Umi, I want to talk to Pade."

"Oh, yes," said Amira.

Amira gives her cell phone to her son.

"Halo Pade, this is Laila Pade."

"Hello Laila's. What's up, honey?"

"Can I talk to Abi?"

"Let's not be here, baby. He's in the room. Pade's also on the porch now."

"Can Pade get Abi in his room? I miss Abi. I want to talk to Abi."

"Dude, Laila. Pade's not good, gini nights have to knock on your Abi room door. Tomorrow if you want to call. Or you call Abi you through Abi's number you'll just."

"Yes already. Laila wants to sleep. Pade continued to talk to Umi."

"Yes." Yeah."

Laila then returned the phone to Amira. After that he lay down and closed his eyes to sleep.

"Hello Mas,"

"Hello Amira's. Duh, I can't really be the same Laila. Why don't you call Farhan. Maybe Laila misses her father."

"Just let it go. Why am I calling Mas Farhan. I don't want to bother him either."

"Yes, I'm not good either, the nights have to knock on Farhan's bedroom door. Who knows if he's sleeping."

"Oh yes Mas. What do you want to call me?"

"I just want to ask, what is your condition now? it's a little bit quiet, isn't it?"

"Yes Mas. Alhamdulillahot. I'm just standing practice."

"Thank God Amira. I'm in the mood to hear it. I also want to see you can walk again. I can't bear to see you sitting in a wheelchair."

"Yes Mas. Thank you for supporting me and for helping me, for going through all the problems I face now."

"Yes Amira. I will always support you and help you. Is your money still Amira? how'd Laila pay for school?"

"I haven't been to Laila's school. Usually it is Farhan. Now Mas Farhan has lost the responsibility of Mas."

"Well, how's dong?"

"It's okay. I'd like to ask your father or mother to go to Laila's school."

"Oh that's it."

"Thank you, for your help. God willing, if I am healed, I want to find a job. I pay my debts to you."

"Amira Shhtt. You don't owe me anything. I'm willing to help you."

"But I still don't feel good about you. You are so good with me. While my husband, he doesn't care about me and his son at all."

"Prophey to Amira. All the problems, there's gotta be a way out. All misfortune, there will surely be a silver lining. We just wait patiently for the good plan that God will give us."

"Yes, it's."