LOVE IN TASBIH DETAILS
CHAPTER 50. THE UNSPOKEN MISS

(Day 7 after the death of Mr. Sharif)

Aisyah was standing in front of the porch of her house, the neighbors had just returned home.

"You're sure I don't have to accompany you, Shah?" mbak Retno looked at Aisyah. His face looked pale under the dim light of the porch light.

"I'm okay, ma'am. If Retno wants to go home, it's okay. Tito and I can take care of each other. We can not trouble mbak Retno or mpok Mumun continue. Abah is gone. We just have to get used to it." Answer Aisha, firmly.

"Aisha, we just want to make sure you're okay. Sometimes sadness and loss make people forget to move on." Retno's mother held Aisyah's brand that tightly gripped the prayer beads in her grasp.

"It was said that a person lives and dies only by God's permission. It is not true that if we try to force God to plan something for our lives, who am I to try to hold it by the hardness of my head? What can I do, except send abah alfatah? Don't worry about me, believe me, I won't be a denial of grief. He just returned to his owner. Although actually everyone will also go to the same place, but you just go first. And I, have not finished my match in the world, therefore I will not harm myself only because of my sorrow. I won't do anything that God doesn't like." How long the sentence was said Aisha like a force that she tried to build for herself, precisely a consolation for her soul and make mbak Retno or anyone no longer worry about it excessively anymore.

"Thank God if so, I can finally calm down to hear it. I'm just afraid you feel alone facing all this..."

"I don't feel alone, ma'am. There's Tito, there's a God who takes care of me and Retno and the others who care about me. I'm not scared anymore." Aisyah smiled, her eyes twinkling under her porch lights.

"Aisha, if you need anything, you can call me anytime." Mbak Retno patted Aisyah softly on the shoulder.

Aisyah nodded and hugged Retno.

"Of course mbak, after this I will definitely often trouble you and the others." Aisyah chuckled a little, a laugh that seemed to convince the woman who was also her friend, that she was fine.

Retno smiled back and turned her body while hugging the small qur'an in her hand which she carried to pray the seventh night of abah's departure.

"Oh, yeah..." Retno's mother suddenly paused her intention to step up, she turned around again looking at Aisyah with a tangled alus.

"Mas Bram? Why isn't Bram visible tonight? though a few nights before he had never been absent to come to tahlilan abah?"

The question made Aisyah momentarily stunned. His eyes did not blink looking at Retno.

Bram did not come tonight, on the seventh night, not only Retno who felt lost but especially Aisyah.

Aisyah's head shook slowly,

"I. I don't know. Maybe Bram's mas has other needs." Reply Aisyah stammered.

"You didn't call him either?"

The Cecar Mbal Retno. Aisha answered him with a slab again.

"Oh..." Retno nodded her head then said her greetings and good night before she then actually went across the grounds of Aisyah's house which was not how big.

Aisyah still felt the same gurgle, when Mbak Retno asked Bram's absence. In fact, he was questioning the same thing. Yesterday night, Bram was still present despite looking more different than usual.

Aisyah is very familiar with the change in attitude of a Bram, because yesterday when she knew he was a lot of pensive and little talk. In fact, Aisyah saw that sometimes she was a little busy with her own phone.

Bram may go home last as usual but not in a long dispute with the return of the RT pack and RT bu.

Aisyah's neck rose to stare at the street next to the mosque in front of her house, for some reason she still hopes Bram's figure appears tonight. Even though that's almost impossible, considering the auditing hours showed almost nine p.m.

A miss? why does he often miss this guy? Aisyah could not deny it, this strange first feeling in her senses just appeared as long as she knew a Bram, she said, moreover, the feeling was strong lately after he felt the loss of the figure of Abah his guardian.

Every morning, lately Aisyah is so eager to brew coffee and prepare a small snack. He could not deny, he hoped Bram came every morning after dawn prayers and chatted as usual with the brother on the porch of their house.

Although in the few days before his death, Bram is rarely seen because he may be busy.

Aisyah did not understand, why if she saw Bram coming with her brother from the road ahead there, her heart would beat faster than usual. By seeing her smile and laugh with her brother, it felt like Aisyah's life was more colorful.

But when he didn't see Bram, he secretly felt a strange longing, a strange miss! Aisha doesn't know what it means. Which if the taste appears, can only be in redam Aisyah in her tahajjud. He was afraid, afraid that it made Bram have to leave his life as well as the father, who left when he missed him so much.

Aisha's longing for Bram is an unspoken longing, even Brampun never noticed it.

(Where is Bram? Does Bram feel the same longing as Aisyah? 😅 Wait for the continuation, yes, yes, yes, the important thing Readers already know from the side of Aisyah, there are seeds of love that began to appear even though unknowingly🙏 Love that appears because it is used to meet😅)

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