LOVE IN TASBIH DETAILS
CHAPTER 78 IS YOUR MEMORY

Atifa suddenly pulled her fingers from within Aisyah's grasp.

"And.mother will do it, Isah..." The sound of trembling came from Atifa's lips.

Aisyah was stunned, raised her face and looked at her mother as if she could not believe what she heard.

Her mother's clenched hands hardened and then Aisyah saw how a mother's tears collapsed.

His mother stood up and then pulled Aisyah's still-stunned body into her arms.

"Mother.mother will take you to your wedding, mother will accompany you." The voice sounded bitter, mixed with so miserable cries, as if the cries had been stored for centuries.

"Mother?" Aisyah still can't believe what happened, she squeezed the back of her mother's shirt, she's afraid now she's dreaming.

"Pardon the mother, son.forgive me mother.." Aisyah's mother's cries slashed, her body shaken in grief.

"Mother? Mammy? Am I dreaming?" Aisyah bit her lips until red, her hands hugging her mother's body trembling.

"I'm sorry mom, it's been a pain for you, I'm sorry I've been worrying you for so long. I sinned against you, son." Aisyah's mother sobbed while hugging her daughter.

"Mother? Is she conscious?" Aisyah pulled her body, staring in disbelief at the face of the mother who was covered in tears.

"Mother didn't know, but after that day, after seeing Faraz's sister, I remembered everything slowly, I felt so long lost in my own dreams. I've been asleep for a long time, not even knowing that my little daughter has grown up" Atifa said between tears.

"Say I'm not dreaming?" aisyah's lips trembled, she looked at her mother but a blurred look, blocked by her tears. He wanted to run and scream to tell the nurse and everyone out there that his mother had regained consciousness but her hands were holding her arms tightly.

"Mom didn't want to say this from yesterday to you because I still sometimes forget things. Mom is trying to remember. All I know is, your father left us, left us a letter when I was pregnant. He loves others..." The eyes blinked a few times, pushing away his own tears without trying to wipe them. Both of his hands held Aisyah's arms unwilling to come off.

"But mother has given your father away, mother will no longer force him to love mother. If she's happy without a mother, so be it. I don't want to wait anymore, I feel so tired..." The sound is like a whisper.

"Yesterday, when you brought your father to me, I realized we had been separated for a long time, and I no longer remember having the same taste for him." The words his mother spoke were so regular, it was the mother he knew in the past, who always spoke softly to him.

"The mother can't remember, where's your sister's son? where is she? the memory of the baby in the mother's stomach seems to be lost so hard for the mother to remember..." Atifa looked at Aisyah straight, a gaze that was so seductive in her long fatigue.

Aisyah did not reply, she was still stunned by all the surprises of her mother's sudden change.

"Is your sister okay, Isah? Where is he?" Ask Atifa expectantly and longingly who is floating.

"My sister?" Aisyah bit her lower lip again, stemming her sobbing.

Atifa's head nodded, she was so waiting for Aisyah's reply.

"My brother Faiq..." Said Aisyah doubtfully.

"He...he died, why? what's with your sister?" the question of a wounded mother made Aisyah goosebumps.

"Faiq died when she gave birth to him..." Aisyah replied, she had to lie to her mother, she really did not want to hurt her mother's feelings, making her mother feel sinful if she said it as it really is.

"Hahaahhhh..." Atifa was astonished, she bought it to Aisha. Her knees were shaking, she sat on the floor but Aisyah had held her back so that her mother's body did not immediately pound down.

"It was not the mother's fault, God was more dear to Faiq, therefore God called her first. Faiq is happier in heaven." Aisyah tried to smile, comforting her mother, while holding her body.

"It turns out that your sister has died, oh my God. Trying to remember his face was like looking at a frosted glass." Atifa hugged Aisyah's neck and came back crying.

"Mother.Mommy's memory is enough like this, I don't need to remember anything else. This is enough..." Said Aisyah trembling in her mother's ears.

"I'm sorry, Isah. A little memory of mother returning. But I want you to tell mom the parts that I forgot."

"Don't worry mom, I'll be your memory."

Aisyah held back her mother's body, her cries could not be contained anymore, happiness was unspeakable, her long wait seemed to have paid off. Her mother, having realized herself, at least she knew Aisyah properly.

"Thank you for coming back..."

Aisha remembered all the advice of Abah while she was alive,

"Dear, Do'a-do'a sincerely will be answered by God in various ways. We can plan many things, but God has power. Nothing is impossible in this world if God wills."

"Is God's plan always good, brother?" Aisyah asked innocently in her childhood.

"God's plan is really nothing bad, only we feel it's not good when it's not in line with our minds. When we surrender fully and surrender to God, then everything that happens will make us stunned. God knows what is best for us, things are never really taken away from us when we feel lost, God just borrows it to test us, he'll double it back without us noticing. Why did God do it? So that we don't forget to thank Him"

A man is gone, but the good teaching of him never dies.

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(Flasback when Atifa first saw the face of Faraz from POV Atifa one chapter later for those who are curious when the return of Atifa🤗 memory before we get ready to meet the bang Bram😅😅😅)

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