Humaira
Chapter 7 is disappointed

Today, Ummi plans to go shopping to the market. Tomorrow's closing of the study at the Al Abror mosque. Ummi to the cake as many members of the assembly taklim.

But his heart was moved to activate the television. He's pushing the power button. Directly connected to the channel of one of his favorite television.the television broadcasts an important and big news.news as delivered by ustadzah Zubaidah, Corona.

"Humaira"

"Mai .. get here"

Humaira's in the kitchen. Ummi called him as if something was horrendous. He immediately headed for the front room.

"What's ummi?" Tanya Humaira was curious. His face was turned towards the television.

One of the national television stations reported the first case of Corona. The start of March was shocking. The awaited news of national and international public. The announcement was made by the President. The President accompanied by the Minister of Health explained the first case of Corona. Two people at once, mother and son. They get it when they attend an event, some kind of gala dinner, a party. It was from a stranger who was present.

"What is it, Mai?" Ummi needed Humaira's answer to convince her. Humaira just nodded her head. Actually, he also just found out about the news. The answer was simply to calm the anxious Ummi.

"But don't worry, ummi. As long as we maintain cleanliness and nutritious intake, Insyaalloh we are safe" Humaira took his phone to order his subscription online ojek. Then sit next to Ummi.

"Yes, I'm still scared. The news was already scary so" ummi could not hide her anxiety. News of the Corona victims who died is still in the shadows. His anxiety increased because the victims who died were mostly old people. Well, in general, his age is over fifty years old.

What if he was exposed to the virus? What is the fate of Humaira? He is an only child with no brothers. Father and ummi are also only children.

O Allah ... do not let the plague spread in Indonesia. Ummi prayed in his heart. Humaira had been watching for a long time. Beloved pearls.

"Ummi, why?" Humaira realized that he was paying attention to umminya.

"Part of self and health, yes" There was anxiety on his face.

"Yes, ummi. Ummi's message I'll always do" Humaira hugged her umminya.

"Ummi wants to be with me, we'll split up at the market" Humaira offered to umminya.

"No need. Ummi has not yet bathed and prayed Ashar. You just go first. It will be late ...."

"I miss my father, ummi" Humaira hugged her umminya again.

Both hugged tightly. Pretty long. He patted her on the back of his daughter. He understood Humaira's longing. The son that his father always spoiled. Always tell them anything when they get together. Now the place where joking ummi lives. Not infrequently they cry together shedding longing with the man they love.

"Yes, you're late" Ummi reminded Humaira.

Humaira wiped away her tears. He nodded his head and smiled. His feet were moved to the room. Not long after he came out, he changed clothes. Ready to go to the hospital. Simple woman. Do not like excessive decoration.

The sound of an online taxi horn is heard from outside.

The subscription online motorcycle sign is already on location.

"I'm leaving yeah, ummi. Don't think too much about the news on television. We're gonna be fine. Trust me"

Ah ... ummi sighed. He was worried about Humaira. Not himself. If God wills it, he wills. But what about Humaira. He was worried. And, Humaira was unaware of what Ummi was worried about.

"Go, the noble task is waiting for you. Don't forget basmallah" ummi hugged and kissed Humaira's forehead.

Moments like this are what Ummi is worried about. He saw a flash of happiness on his son's face. The spirit instilled by her late husband was seen as a result. Humaira became a tough woman. He was a spoiled child.

Humaira put her foot out. Pamite. Ummi followed him from behind. Humaira turned. He hugged his umminya. Kissed his umminya hands many times. Unusually

"Accoland ...." Humaira.