Immaculacy
Depart

Dew still soaks the leaves, the sun still shyly shows its rays. Two middle-aged women were already in the Boarding Lounge.

"Yes, Ummi just as Mamak was about to leave. It's all right, let Ummi find her. Ummi called Ummi's friend over there!" Ana hung up. A phone call from his son who is also preparing for his departure.

"Come, Mak Zain we're in!" bring Ana. They both stepped up for sure. Without hesitation leave their respective husbands struggling to take care of themselves.

"Let them stay a few days! Let's know that guy first, whack if he's not taken care of!" mai said, when she saw the doubt in her iron eyes.

Forty-five minutes, the plane was in the air. Penetrating the sky, delivering the two great women to a place in the state of Malaysia symbolized pinang tree, with the slogan "Bersatu and Setia".

Penang International Airport. The writing PIA was grandly standing. A pia? mai asked furrowing her brows.

"Yes, Mak Zain. Penang International Airport!" obviously Ana, understand. This is the second time Mai took a plane after Umrah a few years ago. And only this time he also left without the company of his beloved husband. There is no place to ask at a time like this. Understandably Mai spent her life in front of the sewing machine, soul and body just to provide the best service to the consumers Mai taylor. Unlike Ana who is accustomed to traveling alone without the assistance of her husband, to Malaysia seems to return to her second village after Malang.

Deerttt.. derrtttt, the device in Ana's hand shook, after a few minutes ago he just activated it.

"Assalamu'alaikum." he said, a soft voice from across the street made him feel homesick.

"I've been waiting in front, brother!" the voice from across there.

"Okay, just a second!" Ana hangs up the phone, walking a little fast. Mai who saw it also compensated.

When they were outside the airport, a black sedan stopped near them. The lady in brackets came out with a smile.

"Son!" hugged tightly. Ana.

"It's Mai, besan me!" Mai shook the woman's hand. He is not too far away with both of them. Her face still looked beautiful, well-groomed. It doesn't seem like a difficult person like me Mai muttered.

"Jom, we're pegi!" take the woman, help pull Ana's suitcase, which is smaller than Mai's.

After 25 minutes they started stopping the car.

"This is the hospital, Zalina?" asked Ana, turning her face to her left. Zalina who drives says so. They just looked at the hospital from across the street.

"I'd like to find an inn around here. Not far away, if you have a chance to visit!" say Ana again.

"Okey, kite find!" zalina said back to drive her car.

Noraz Homestay, the choice of Ana, the place is neat and clean. Two bedrooms, with four beds made him feel this was enough. After paying for everything, Ana laid her body on the living room chair, massaging her feet that were a little sore from walking at the airport earlier, understand the "U" factor". While Mai chose to go into the bathroom, cleaning herself. Zalina took over, she massaged Ana's legs carefully.

"Thank you!" said Ana, feeling very helped.

"Yes, Brother!" zalina replied smiling.

"Take this off, take a bath, brother! let fresh back" he said.

"Yes, in a minute. I haven't had my legs pricked like this for a long time!" said Ana.

"Is this her sodara?" ask Mai after finishing the shower.

"This is my hostel brother from college here!" ann explained.

"Well..who was Ummi's college?" mai asked innocently as if thinking Ana seemed to.

"Yes, Mommy Zain! I studied S1nya in Medina, S2nya I took in Malaysia." replied Ana timidly.

"Dad... S2 is my book!" mai muttered inwardly, slightly insecurely accepting the reality.

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The man in the blue shirt is preparing all the important files, passports and others he put in his sling bag. Three suitcases were already in the trunk of his car.

The girl in the room was tidying up her son's clothes.

"Al-Qur'an Hafiz is, Umma?" ask the little boy.

"Already, Honey!" answer gently.

"Hopefully get well soon, Neng!" said raucous.

"Thank you for that, Bi!" Mila hugs bi Lastri. He cupped his hands in front of Asep's mang who was also standing near the car.

Hafiz and Mila got into the car. Mila was sitting next to Dzaki, while Hafiz was alone behind.

"Umma, are Hafiz's songs?" tanya Hafiz stood holding her umma seat.

"Already, Son!" mila replied after checking the bag that was on her lap.

"Songs?" ask Dzaki.

"She, this means!" Mila held up the blue Qur'an speaker.

"The contents are not just murottals, there are children's songs as well, the Story of the Prophet also exists" Mila explained at length to Dzaki, who was still frowning.

Mila drops her car glass, Hafiz too.

"Mrt cheek Tri! Pray for Umma, yes!" hafiz said to the lastri bi who waved his hand.

"We go first, Mang!" dzaki Sembaru said hello.

The car was traveling down the city of Malang to the airport. Bismillah said Dzaki holding his wife's cold hand.

"Not yet in the hospital, his hands are cold!" dzaki. His wife's hands are cold when she's scared.

"Shy, scared!" he almost whispered.

"La takhof wa la tahzan!" said it.

"Innallaha ma'ana!" he said again, holding that cold hand.

"Don't be afraid Umma, Hafiz here take care of Umma!" Hafiz took hold of his hand.

"Come on, Hafiz!" dzaki smiled wryly.

"This is Umma Hafiz, not Ummanya Abi!" said Hafiz ketus.

"Share yes, son!" mila mediates. Smiling at the two heroes. She feels like the most beautiful woman in the world. Uh, the most beautiful of them.

The plane will take off, some snacks are in front of Hafiz. So that when the plane took off there was no disturbance in the hearing of his son. The chewing motion helps keep the eustachian tubes free.

The Eustachian tube is one part of the middle ear that connects the oral cavity with the inner ear and regulates the balance of air pressure.

As the bird flew through the clouds, Hafiz did not look frightened at all, unlike his mother. Mila who was sitting next to Hafiz looked extremely tense. Although it has often traveled by plane, but the fear is still there even a little. If Daja Hafiz is not among them, Mila will give some signs of love in the hands of her husband. But out of embarrassment to Hafiz, Mila tries to show her brave face.

"Alhamdulillah, no one pinched me." murmured Dzaki.

"But long too, with signs of love in those hands!" said again.

"Abi, where's your grandmother? how come there's no?" Hafiz dyed to find the whereabouts of his grandmother. Because Dzaki said his grandmother would go with them.

"Grandmother got there first, baby!" Dzaki explained.

Hafiz answered by rounding his mouth.

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