LAILA TO KANG ROHIM
Chapter 83 The Hope of Furqon and Umi Laila

In the morning when he woke up, Furqon who was sleeping last night in the santri son's room, he saw Ayra on Rahmi's side. He sat down by Ayra's side, Ayra's puffed cheeks making her anxious. As he kissed the cheek, the little baby Nuaima and the munir woke up. Umi Laila who just entered the room, she quickly held Ayra.

“Mi, Ayra is here when?” Ask Furqon to Umi Laila.

“Enight, Furqon. Son, Furqon's at home with Ayu and Lulu. Umi and Abi have to go to Sragen.” Umi Laila.

“Nginap Mi?” Furqon asked, looking at the bag on the side of the bed.

“Iya son, Umi and Abi must go there. Bu Le and Mr. Le mu died last night.” Umi Laila getir.

For some reason every time I remember that Nuaima and Munir are gone, my heart is always sad. Especially every look at Ayra's face. Furqon immediately looked at Ayra's face long enough. After the baby calmed down, Umi Laila vented back on the bed. The fruit fell not far from the tree, a figure of speech that could be pinned to Furqon. He has a soft heart just like his parents. The eldest Umi Laila was approaching Ayra. He rubbed Ayra's head. Tears from the SD boy also flowed on both cheeks.

“Means Dik Ayra is an orphan now..” Furqon.

Umi Laila who from earlier tried to hold back her cries. He sat before Furqon. Furqon was sitting on the bed, so that the position of the eldest Umi Laila was higher than her mother. Furqon's hand was held by Umi Laila, one hand Umi Laila rubbed her son's cheek.

“Furqon... Abi ever tell the story of those who love orphans?” Umi Laila.

Furqon nodded, he rubbed the cheek of Umi Laila with tears.

“Remember Umi, why did Umi cry?” Furqon asked because he rarely saw his mother cry.

Even when scorned by people who do not like themselves, Umi Laila can still smile and even embrace the person because Umi Laila considers the person older than herself.

“Furqon itself why cry?” Umi Laila asked her firstborn.

“Ayra's hygiene, will Dik Ayra stay at the orphanage?” Furqon asked, worried about his cousin's fate.

“Not yet know, later how after returning from sragen. Furqon how many days is this at home first huh. Watch sisters. Umi can only invite Rahmi and Ayra.” Umi Laila said with a smile.

Furqon.

“Wait for her sister first, Umi wants to go to the kitchen.” Umi Laila.

“Nggeh Mi,” Say Furqon.

But when the departure of Umi Laila to the kitchen, Rahmi who can walk one or two steps.  Umi Laila's youngest daughter walks down the bed. Furqon followed her sister walking towards the basket of clothes.

“Nan..Nan..”Ucap Rahmi cedal.

“Adik wants toys?” Ask Furqon.

There was no answer but the boy's hand had grabbed the toy basket. Furqon carrying Rahmi. He held his sister by the bed. He took out a toy block made of plastic, but he saw Ayra had turned around. Princess Nuaima looked at Furqon and smiled.

“Dik Ayra wants toys too?” Ask Furqon.

Ayra just rolled back and rolled to the edge of the bed. Furqon quickly blocked his cousin's sister with a bolster. He gave me a toy that Rahmi used to play with.

“Eh... uh. smart yes. Could roll. Here, Ayra's sister played this first huh. Mbak Rahmi, Ayra's sister, one yes..” Furqon said.

Rahmi, who is only 18 months old, appears to be walking towards Ayra, looking at Rahmi's raised hand. Furqon quickly held his youngest brother's hand.

“Eit... Ndak can be dik.. Abi and Umi say we should not hurt our brother. Moreover, Dik Ayra is now orphaned loh..” Furqon said talking like mimicking the style of Abi Rohim when advising his children.

Furqon carried his sister. He gave another toy to Rahmi, so that his sister's attention was diverted to a new toy. Hugging Rahmi's body, Furqon looked at Ayra.

“Mas Furqon will love you Dik, just like the sisters, Mas. Mas want to be loved by the Prophet, Umi said later in the afterlife the Prophet will be very with those who love orphans. Hopefully later you can stay here huh Dik.” Furqon said looking at Ayra who from earlier felt anxious with the object in her hand, a round object in pink. When he bites it but can't because it's elastic.

The new Umi Laila was about to enter the room stopped in front of the door, she heard Furqon's words.

‘Umi also hope the same Nak.’ Inner umi Laila who was leaning against the wall of her room.

“What's up?” The scales of Abi Rohim were also leaning against the wall right on the side of Umi Laila. Rohim's wife smiled.

“Abi seems to have to try to realize the wishes of Furqon and Umi.” The Umi Laila.

Both of Abi Rohim's eyebrows were linked to hearing Umi Laila say that. Umi Laila pulled her husband's arm so that it was slightly on the lip of the room door. Abi Rohim gawked into the room, as Furqon confirmed Ayra's position and returned to Rahmi. He attached Rahmi's hijab and she to Rahmi's head cup slowly.

“Later if dik Ayra so stay here, Mas Furqon will not distinguish you guys really. Later Di Sragen do not fuss yes Dik..” Furqon said while pairing a green tosca hijab with a ribbon on her right side.

“Hopefully Nuaima's parents allow us to take care of Ayra. Because Umi knows for herself. Dik Nuaima's parents are economically far above us. Abi worried they didn't give permission.” Abi Rohim.

“We show SMS from Nuaima Bi if they object.” Umi Laila said expectantly.

Abi Rohim nodded. He will reveal Ayra's custody to Mr. Aji and Ms. Evi after seven days. That morning they went to Sragen. Furqon and his two younger siblings he was forced to leave with mbak-mbak santri. Because bringing Rahmi and Ayra who is now also su su on him would have been quite troublesome. Not to mention there will be a process of sending prayers for the late Munir and Nuaima.