Lover Dream
gazebo and family silliness
Delia and Fikri were in delia's room
when still a girl, inevitably do not like mamah following her son's willingness to occupy a room that is not too broad but not narrow like a girl's room in general. After the drama of haikal and ka zia they decided to return to their respective rooms.
" rest yes mi" said fikri pulled a blanket to cover delia's body.
" abi where are you going "
" wanted to come out for a minute, I asked Abi to see him"
" yasudah bi "
Fikri came out of the room delia he met Abah because there was something he wanted to convey, while delia he could not sleep, he decided to return to wearing his hijab and wear his rope veil. after he finished he slowly rose from his seat, I also began to walk slowly, the pain in the incision is still felt let alone this is the 9th day of the cesarean, despite the aches and pains I still forced to walk to get used to it and not rely on anyone.
," Bismillah can yu delia, for the sake of your family" murmured in his heart he opened the door of his room, after it opened he walked out through room by room , looks quiet yes maybe they are resting. I switched to take drinks and snacks in the refrigerator mamah.
Lonely and inaudible quiet activity in the house, all seemed to be drowning in his dream. Delia walked slowly she wanted to look around the house that she had not visited for a long time, honestly she missed the girl period, the time where she was not married and did not have problems of this magnitude.
1 year of marriage with an ustad makes it have much to learn let alone explore the family life of the husband who is always in touch with religion and fikri and abah apply it as it is, although married with the fikri test of life still exists as experienced by most people where the beginning of 5 years of marriage is a moment where each other knows and of course many differences they find.
" I haven't seen this house in a long time" murmured delia in her heart and kept seeing the whole house.
" it feels like I haven't been able to move on how papah carried me, asked me to joke, laugh but now no one kisses my nose like I used to do papah" delia said in her heart.
I kept walking past the flower vase on the side of the glass, when I was walking I saw a middle-aged woman in the back gazebo, I approached her slowly and I saw her looks mamah , what are you doing there alone ? .
" mah "call me to rub my back.
" uh." said mamah surprised, he hurriedly erased his tears
" deliaaa, you are doing here instead of resting" said Mamah turning her face away so as not to know that she was crying
" mama crying ? " my frog to the point.
" do not want just a flick of dust" kilah mamah wagged his hand.
" mamah don't lie lia keeps "i said by forcing mamah to tell me.
" you didn't lie, son" he said again in a trembling voice.
I understand how you feel mamah, a mother must cover something for the sake of her child happy, but not for delia, she is a very emotional woman. he can know what his family feels, especially mamah, he knows surely his mother is crying because she misses papah , mamah is in this gazebo none other than he follows the habit of papah who looks at the sky if something is felt, he said, even mamah deliberately sat on a chair in the gazebo and brought a newspaper owned by papah who likes to read papah.
I also looked around the gazebo and found the papah glass, he found the papah glass that was on the gazebo table. I rubbed my back and said "mamah kangen papah" I said so gently, and my guess was right to hold me so tightly he cried in my arms.
I just quietly let my mother cry in my arms, my heart broke to hear the sobs of my unconscious tears flowed too , the heart of mother and child is indeed undeniable both have a very close bond.
" mahh" I called mamah.
" why try the same story" I said again trying hard in front of mamah.
" mamah kangen papah nak, mamah kangennn papah, mamah lonely without papah, mamah, hiksss."
"mahh, mamah calm first yes delia want the same story mamah, but mamah promise not to cry" delia said in her mother's embrace she knew what her mother felt for that she wanted to tell her story of meeting her with papah.
When mamah had stopped her crying, delia wanted to start telling a story.
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" yasudah abah later fikri conveyed with delia" said the fikri who spoke outside with his Abah.
" he wants to, abah want to rest first yes "abah's permission and be taken by fikri. abahpun enter into the house of reno sir and he rested in the guest room, near the living room, and, followed by the fikri who entered the house to the delia room.
at delia's room.
" Assalammualaikum" said Fikri into the room he had not realized his wife was not there.
" Sa..sayang" he said surprised to find the bed delia empty. he hurriedly looked into the bathroom which was in the room delia but nihil delia not there, he hurriedly looked at the bathroom that was in the room delia, he opened the curtains to look at the balcony but there was none.
Fikri quickly exited the room and went down to the first floor, because of the position of the second floor delia room, he imagined how the stitches in delia's abdomen that had not been dry must have been very painful let alone delia down the stairs, really strong woman. "O God you dare really sayanggg, stitches you are wellhhh" said fikri who was worried he rubbed his face violently and he danced throughout his room-in-law but not with the room because he knew there was someone in the room, plus he doesn't want to worry them.
When the whole room had been passed there was no stone he decided to go back because only that place he had not visited
" you are at it" he said with concern, And it is true that delia was in the gazebo with her mother in a hugging position but delia faced the gazebo door while mamah she did not know that her daughter-in-law was behind.
"Saaa.." she said stalled with delia giving the code to be silent.
" yaudah mah now we pray papah to be calm there, because papah says the same lia papah comfortable there, papah happy, so mamah must be happy, that time delia wants to join papah , papah , it has been guided papah but papah forbid delia to follow because many love the same lia, so mamah do not worry because here many love the same mamah, there is delia, kaka , kaka , delia's husband and many others who love the same mamah" explained delia while rubbing mamah's back while the fikri she approached slowly so she knew why her mother-in-law was crying
" but may you miss papah"
" may be mah, everyone can cry but with a limit of no more than 3 days, if mamah kangen papah pray papah, or we make a pilgrimage to his tomb papah, papah, because papah needs prayers from the son of a sholeha child and also from his wife "said fikri menimpali
" kid why don't you say there's a husband" lirih mamah hugged delia tightly.
" heheheh mamah eat him do not cry shame as husband delia "goda delia with a laugh he helped mamah wipe his tears.
" do not weep, we pray that the papah be placed beside Allah the most beautiful, accepted his charity, forgiven his error and made his grave raudhah min riyadhil jannah. Aamii yaa rabal alamiin, Alfatiha." said fikri then read Al fatihah special Alm reno zainal, followed by delia and mamah.
After sending Al fatihah, fikri delia and mamah sitting on a round wooden chair with an umbrella above her to take shelter, the three told a joke like a harmonious family.
" you if you want where permission umi not to be like before abi looking for where, already frantically afraid my wife taken people" the word fikri reminded delia a little jokingly so as not to offend her mother-in-law if the fikri was too firm.
" irahin A irahin" said mamah to see his son guilty.
" again who would take me bi "goda delia she knows her husband is possessive of the acute level
" hahaha again mah kan delia at home or why the whole thing"
" i'm not a problem at home or engga umi but your stitches still feel , especially down the stairs do not hurt" asked fikri worried.
" my husband here, " said delia cupping fikri's cheek
" i don't know what baby, thank you for worrying about me, I learned to walk so that zul back I can take care of it" said delia again with affection.
Mamah who witnessed the moment can only smile she was also happy to see her son happy.the child who was spoiled papah is now also spoiled by her husband.
" promise don't be naughty if I'm naughty to punish" he said.
" mah mah time stitching lia not dry, lia not finished nifas yet, Abi want deliaa law later if diligent again how" lirih delia tried to dramatize follow ka zia.
" don't be careful, a mamah child you make pregnant again before the puerperium is over, if it's finished gapapa make again let rame hahaha " the word mamah that started defending delia now even supports fikri by laughing.
" hahaha ready mah later I make mujahideen mujahid" said fikri with a smile of victory.
" cihh doyan what laper , long ago I died bii" said delia he imagined what the husband said happened.
" ihhh" he muttered in horror...
mamah who saw delia fear became laughing instead of pity instead laughed what kind of mother hahaha.
" bundaaaa" lirih delia felt unstoppable.
" uh naon nihhh mother-in-law why eumm "sahut mother arrived followed by ka kia, wulan and zia .
" hah began to riot" said delia weakened and it was heard by the fikri and mamah he already knew there would be something ridiculous.
" hahahahhha" laughs fikri.
" why A laughs "ask mba wulan she sits near the fikri.
" gapapapa hahahah" said fikri glanced at the eyes of the wife who meant silence.
" mother's daughter-in-law why ko moody" said mother saw delia silent.
" tape him "mama chirps.
" loh why mom" panic mom.
" this must be your work is A " protest mother to her child she knows for sure this is the work of fikri.
" hahahaha" the fikri laughter broke out, leaving everything astonished.
" naon si aa "
" why mah"
" what the hell is mah "
the three women rioted, the culprit if tempting even one frequency if ignorant and chattering it began to kepo. "will start" murmured delia in the heart , the problem is not that he does not like it but if he laughs his stomach hurts.Mamah also began to explain and it makes everyone laugh except mother, he who does not like his son-in-law made unmood by his son.
" quiet son, mother will not stay silent if she starts asking for strange " protest mother defended her daughter-in-law.
" it's a bun sin if you refuse to invite the husband" said fikri tak.wau lose.
" bundaaaa" rengekk delia
" he nakk..later if you want to hook up mom break the door justinannn "strictly mother and it makes everyone laugh.
" hahahhaha not good anymore bun potatoes" said wulan.
" it's a little more ahhhhh.malah so hah" said kia chimed.
" ahahahahahahahah "
" ihhh mother mah make laughter" said delia in the heart.
" yes it was uwhhhhhh so hua mother" chirped ka zia.
at the time ka zia spoke everything turned to what ka zia said "why really, nothing wrong "ask ka zia.
" the wrong brain muuu" said kakia menoyor nuta his sister.
" what the hell is it, why am I being challenged" protested ka zia.
" wrong because you know why even though the wedding ballom "wulan reprimand, make zia gawk she just realized her words.
" haahhaha, meingkep de" said delia.
" di why I'm an adult" protested kazia gamau lost.
" he deh so it can be married with haikal yes "fikri sahut
" hah apaa a fikri" protest ka zia.
" you're an adult "goda fikri again.
" if the soul mate will call delia what "cock kia.
" hahahahah what ya