LOVE IN TASBIH DETAILS
CHAPTER 47. REMOVING DEBT PROMISES

Night crawled up, the rumbling sounds of prayer from the house had stopped, congratulations to pray abah just finished, neighbors and friends abah one by one died a simple little cottage belonging to Mr. Sharif.

All that remains in the house is now only Bram, Aisyah and Tito and there is Mbak Retno, the girl is a close friend of Aisyah and Mumun mpok who used to be Aisyah's mother's friend, Aisyah, the two of them together in particular tonight stayed with Aisyah at her house, but both came home briefly changed clothes and took a blanket.

Bram recently took a ride in the bath in the mosque bathroom because he did not have time to go home from noon to afternoon, Bram's first experience bathing in a public bathroom. Actually he was offered to bathe in Abah's house but Bram refused, he did not want what he did could be a slander for Aisyah. Luckily in his car was a small suitcase that always contained a few pieces of Bram's clothes.

From her life back and forth with Sally, sometimes coming home sometimes not while still Diah's husband, Bram used to carry a suitcase of clothes everywhere.

"Mpok Mumun and mbak Retno will take turns accompanying Aisyah and Tito up to seven days. And if Aisyah's son needs help don't hesitate to tell us." said RT sir, who is also a good friend of abah, he was concerned about the situation of Aisyah and Tito, relatives of abah who are still alive.

Although Aisyah said she was okay but residents and close neighbors insisted on keeping Aisyah and Tito safe until their mourning period passed.

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Bram was still sitting in the living room, staring at Aisyah's lethargic face, he had just coaxed Aisyah to eat while Tito had entered the room, the child had slept, Bram lifted her from the chair, he had just coaxed her, he may be exhausted to sleep.

"Aisha, I'll be home soon, after Retno arrives." Bram said, trying to break the silence. After seeing how Aisha's grief spilled in front of Abah's grave while embracing her, Bram felt even more compassion for Aisha. Aisyah's cry still stuck in her ear. A cry that the girl held all day, as if a painful lava reached the recesses of Bram's heart.

"Why is life so cruel to this weary you, Aisha? Even the sadness of my life is not the tip of a black nail can match the sadness you experience in your life? But, you are not like me, even though you cry, you do not question God at all why do you have to accept the trials so hard in your life? How can I act like you, Aisyah? Your patience makes me feel ashamed of my own life?" Bram was unceasingly whispering in his heart, staring at Aisyah who had been holding tightly to a small qur'an and a white prayer beads.

It seemed that Bram could not bear to leave Aisyah alone, but he did not know how, among them only friendship because Abah, not brothers and relatives. He did not want his presence to be a slander for Aisha.

"Yes, I'm fine, Bram. Don't worry about me. Mas Bram is also tired all day, mas Bram also needs rest and go home." Aisyah said, raising her face, those eyes were still puffy.

"I'll be back tomorrow afternoon to be here, Mr. Ustad says we'll pray for you together for seven nights in a row."

Aisyah nodded her head, trying to pull the corner of her lips to smile.

"Thank you, Bram. It's there for us." The words Aisha said were so sincere.

"Tomorrow, me and Tito might visit mom at the parlour. I'll tell mommy that you're gone, though maybe you don't really understand me, but you should know that her brother's dead." Aisyah clasped firmly the prayer beads in her hands, her voice sounding hoarse.

"Do you want me to take you there tomorrow?" Ask Bram.

Aisyah shook her head,

Bram nodded his head in understanding, he would not force Aisyah to drive him. There are times when in grief a person feels better on his own first. How to heal everyone's wounds must be different. And Aisyah was used to sewing every wound by herself.

"We'll find your father after all this is over..." Bram spoke softly and carefully, he realized that a relative of Aisyah was only with her mother who was in a mental disorder and her father who was not clear where her whereabouts.

"No need..." Suddenly Aisyah's voice sounded sharp and cold.

"We don't need to find my father."

"Dad?"

"That is gone, no one wants to see him again." That sentence felt like it was raining, never did Aisyah look this cold.

"Father has gone and my existence with my mother as well as my late sister Faiq can't even help it to go to another woman. If he had a heart and a little love for his family, he would have chosen to stay. What reason could bring him back? Isn't life more beautiful without us?" Aisha's greeting said in that raucous voice sounded so hurtful to the person who heard it.

"But I promised you..."

"The Bram mas people promise they're gone, Bram doesn't have to feel indebted for it. God knows you don't have to see my father anymore, which is why God may have called him sooner than to be hurt to see my father's happiness over his sister's suffering. I just need to take care of mom, raise Tito and take care of myself right now, so you'll settle down there." How resolutely Aisha said those words after those sentences. It was as if he had truly considered his father dead.

"I deleted all of Bram's promise debt to Abah, no need to feel burdened anymore."

Bram was silent, only staring at Aisyah, a wound so deep that a father had cut to his son from a man named Faraz in Aisha's life. Everything that was experienced and witnessed from his childhood memories seemed to be clearly drawn in those teary eyes.

The arrival of Retno and Mumun mbak, undo Bram's intention to speak again.

"Aisha, I have to go home now please call me if you need anything." Pamit Bram's.

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