LAILA TO KANG ROHIM
Chapter 82 The Sadness of Umi Laila and Abi Rohim

Days change, months change years. Umi Laila has been awarded a princess with curly hair. The baby is now 18 months or a year and a half old. Umi Laila gave her daughter ASI exclusive like the other three children. Rahmi has fallen asleep under her blanket.

That night when he had just covered his daughter. Umi Laila recalled the incident this afternoon where she saw an incident where her sister-in-law had been holding a heavy feeling. Munir's jealousy towards his brother-in-law was so great that he could not see if his wife was such a loyal person. But the beauty of the wife actually triggers other men obsessed with Nuaima.

"Still think of Nuaima?" Abi Rohim asked as he glanced at his wife who was still not closed.

A smile Umi Laila gave to her husband. He still thinks about his brother-in-law. Nuaima, he did not expect that Munir's wife actually had problems in her household. Beautiful woman, career is up. Nuaima actually felt hurt by all the advantages. Sawang Sinawang, the language may be appropriate for Umi Laila and Nuaima. Abi Rohim also remembered the message that entered his phone some time ago.

"Mi, this means what Nuaima? Make Umi this message. Where is Nuaima going?" Abi Rohim asked confusedly.

Umi Laila, who had just grabbed her children's blankets, quickly looked at Abi Rohim's cell phone. One hand he put on his chest. There was a sense of was momentarily.

"Oh Allah, Umi from earlier felt bad Bi. May Dik Munir and Nuaima no problem anymore.pity Ayra, Umi is sad to see the children if the parents have problems. Like yesterday, that Nuaima looks like there's absolutely no spirit of life." Umi Laila said with worry.

"May God protect us from our prejudices." Calm Abi Rohim to his wife.

"Aamiin's."Umi Laila replied expectantly.

Umi Laila who looks slightly straightened her legs and rubbed her calf made the husband smile until quickly Abi Rohim pulled the legs of his wife.

"Here Abi massage."

"Don't Bi. No need. Just a little sore maybe because it was too long standing earlier."

Abi Rohim who ignored his wife's request still pulled Umi Laila's calf until he placed it on his thigh.

"Bie.... Abi has been all day in the fields, teaching njai. Abi just rest. Umi's sleepy too."

"Sleep. Abi is not sleepy. Abi apologize Mi if one day Abi is wrong."

"Mummy is a lot wrong Bi. Worried that if one day there is an act of Umi or Umi's attitude that will even burden Abi later."

Such is sometimes the romance between Umi Laila and Abi Rohim. Abi Rohim who is rarely home because early in the morning has to go to the fields and to the fields. In the afternoon he went to some studies to fill out the material and in the afternoon he taught in the break.

But his busyness does not make him will linger at home or complain if he is tired of one day to make a living and preach. He would instead help his wife perhaps wash the dishes, or accompany her children to play. In fact, he did not hesitate to massage his wife when he saw there was fatigue on his wife's face.

Their conversation lasted long enough. After Umi Laila asked Abi Rohim to stop, he finally stopped and when he was going to rest, he gave an envelope to his wife.

"This is a little sustenance was given by the Mi people. He said to build a building for the new students who will come. Be careful not to eat us. They're building a new santri building."

"So there was also a Pak Lakoni to send his son Bi. Umi said wait for Abi to come home. Lah wong we are just hitchhiking here. Trus was left with money he said to us family and to Jajan Furqon and his sisters. Can I make Umi buy Bi rice?"

Abi Rohim saw the money Umi Laila took from the drawer there were 5 red sheets. While the envelope money for the construction of the cottage was 10 sheets of Umi Laila put into a tin of zinc.

"Buy it for Furqon and his sisters. And this is for Umi to buy negligee. Abi see your negligee has faded a lot of color."

Abi Rohim gave the two hundred thousand he took from his black wallet.

"Loh Bi... Where's the money?"

"Abi Forgot earlier Abi selling wood that was cut yesterday there were those who bought firewood. Yes, that's the money. I forgot to give you this afternoon."

"I'm sorry Umi Bi.. if Abi feels bad to look at Um-" Unfinished Umi Laila spoke, Abi Rohim quickly answered his wife's insecurities.

"Inshaallah Umi Ridho lived a married life with Abi. And-" Laila's speech came to a halt due to the sound of a car stopping in front of the house.

The sound of the car stopped in front of the house and there was a sound of a boy's cry quite strong. To Umi Laila the cry was no stranger. And soon the sound of the door being knocked. Umi Laila quickly put on her batik negligee and used her veil.

"Let Abi mi. It's already night."

Abi Rohim was a little confused because at once his feelings were on his only sister Munir because the cry of the toddler was like the voice of Ayra.

The man rushed forward as well. He opened the front door. How surprised Abi Rohim when he saw the two parents Nuaima looked with a sad face. Ayra was crying in the arms of Nuaima's mother. Abi Rohim invited the three people, the look on the face of Umi Laila had changed to see Ayra who was in the arms of Bu Evi who was none other than Nuaima's real mother.

“What happened?”Ask Umi Laila.

He stretched out his hand, carrying his nephew who was still crying. He hugged the little baby. He is full of affection. Somehow his heart felt bitter when he hugged Ayra and looked at the baby's tiny face.

Evi's mother was still crying. While Mr. Aji was only silent, but the two eyes of a husband and wife looked swollen.

“Nak Laila, please give ASI first Ayra. He just cried, maybe he was hungry. I tried to make sus u formula but Ayra did not want to. He does not know formula milk like.” Said Bu Evi with sobs.

For no reason, Umi Laila's tears just flowed from the corner of her eyes, she wiped the face of the tiny baby named Ayra Khairunnisa.

“Where is Nuaima, Bu?” asked Umi Laila curious but while staring at the tiny face of Ayra.

“Hiks...Hiks There was only sobs coming out of Bu Evi's lips. Pak Aji finally told Abi Rohim and Umi Siti.

“The body is in police autopsy. I asked for that process. I'm worried there's nothing.” Said Mr. Aji with tears.

Abi Rohim is only capable of fighting. Tears from the teacher najai and the owner of the Kali Bening ponpes were flowing with lips that continued to say istgihfar. Umi Laila said the same thing. It felt like they had just split a few hours.

“Siang earlier they have just come from here whereas.” Umi Laila said.

“Maut, sustenance.. everything happens at the will of Allah Mi..” Abi Rohim said to his wife.

Umi Laila asked her husband's permission to give ASI to Ayra. He went to the room. He gave ASI while looking at the tiny face of Ayra.

“Hopefully you can realize the ideals of Mama mu Ayra…. You can be a sholeh woman. If Umi is given the opportunity to take care of you. Umi wants to take care of you, Ayra.” Umi Laila said as she rubbed Ayra's head. The tiny baby looks as much as he likes while enjoying his ASI.

The little baby was really hungry because since he was awake, he had been hungry and thirsty. However, he had to hold on for up to three hours. When he got full, he fell asleep. With her eyes closed, Ayra looked still as unwilling. Abi Rohim entered the room and approached his wife.

“Have you slept?” Abi Rohim asked in a half-whispering voice.

“Already Bi,” Reply Umi Laila.

“Prepare Mi change clothes, who knows Bu Evi wants to change clothes. All for Mr. Aji. Tomorrow morning we insyaallah leave for Surabaya.” The Abi Rohim.

Umi Laila just obediently without asking, she could see from her husband's face of grief. Whose heart does not grieve, the loss of his only brother. And now look at the little face of the niece who has become an orphan. Umi Laila could see her husband wiping his tears while looking at Ayra who was sound asleep at the side of Rahmi, her youngest daughter.

“So this is the meaning of the message sent by Nuaima…. God willing, I will try to take care of your baby just like caring for and caring for my child.” Abi Rohim's voice was slow.

Umi Laila erased her tears many times. He rushed out of the room, to give a change of clothes to his guests. It was a sad night for Abi Rohim and Umi Laila. Even until almost dawn time, Abi Rohim was still sitting on a prayer mat in the mosque. Umi Laila woke up several times because she had to take turns giving ASI to Ayra and Rahmi.