Mahabbah Longs
Chapter 6: The Whisper of a Broken Heart

Unable to tear Nur out of hiding. There is a deep sense of loss. He did not think that the love that had grown up since childhood had run aground because of a completely unintentional mistake. He spilled his sorrow on Farhan's lap. Mother since she was a child.

"Mother, could it be that sister Uya returned to Nur."

Questions that cannot be answered. Because Farhan ma'am doesn't know why Bahrul came home first. As he knew, Mr. Assegaf said that this family should not break up no matter what. What does .. bu Farhan mean does not know either.

"Nur, I don't know anything about your feelings. Because I never had any feelings for your father before I got married. If Nur has an excess of taste it might be a trial."

"Remember the Power of many, may your burden be light."

"Yes, Mother."

"See you're clean, you'll pray dhuha?"

Nur nodded.

"Save this ring!"

"Nur doesn't deserve to wear it."

"But there's no way this ring could be thrown away, right?"

"Mom don't give me hope."

"If you are not with Bahrul. He'll forget you. At least save it until you're ready to return it."

"But, Mother."

"Mom knows. Save first. Even if you don't wear it."

Nur immediately kept the ring and heart pendant in a box. Then put it in the closet.

"When you're done, you have breakfast ... !"

"Yes, Mother."

Bu Farhan stroked gently Nur's hair. To give comfort to his broken heart.

Until Nur releases his own touch Bu Farhan. Take the mucena and spread the prayer mat on the side of the bed. To complain of the sense that now resonates in the chest. To the owner of soul and taste.

Bu Farhan moved from his seat. Leaving Nur who was preparing to prostrate.

Walking through Farhan bu's mind a shadow about little Nur. Sometimes, they make her shed tears. How could there be an old man who could bear to just put his baby in a hut near his rice field.

Ah ... The world is really cruel to her.

Not to be with that little baby. He finally brought her home. Take good care of it. Until growing up.

It was just that there was one or two people sneering at Little Nur. As a child of the pickle. Make Farhan's heart unacceptable.

All these years he's been searching for the whereabouts of little Nur's parents. But he did not find. Not for nothing. But given that Nur is a woman. Who needs guardianship in his marriage.

Although with the found of Nur's parents. She was afraid that Nur would go follow the old man who gave birth to her. Of course he's very lost.

Now Nur has grown into a girl. And a little bit of love. The whereabouts of his parents have not been found.

Yesterday when Mr. Farhan came to the Shodikin hajj house, there was little hope of Nur's parents. I hope that's true. Waiting for time for their arrival. That's the story ....

There's no way he's telling Nur right now. Moreover, he is heartbroken.

It was a broken heart that made me smile.

The ancient people knew no love.

Very caring. What matters is happiness. Because Mr. Farhan is still loyal. That is the heart of Farhan ma'am who is almost 58 years old. He .. he .. he ....

His only weakness, he did not know how to ease the heartbreak in his daughter. Because I never experienced that.

Ah .. forget it later also subsided itself, he thought.

Then Farhan busied himself with his daily routine. They feed their cattle. Then to the field not far from his house. Along with Mr. Farhan, Nadya, his sons and his husband.

Nur who had finished performing the dhuha prayer, found the dining table was deserted. Apparently, everyone had finished breakfast.

Makes Nur more appetizing. He went back to his room.

Lots of wa. Understandably since night hp I haven't opened at all.

The last thing I read was,

[When to my house, I'll wait. I'm at home again nich ..]

Lina, you know that my heart is upset again. There is no harm in visiting his home. May the father and mother allow. It's not half an hour from here. Now what is tomorrow morning ...?

Ah better now, the day after tomorrow has returned to Bandung.

Half-run, Nur met Farhan's father and mother in the field.

"Mother, Nur wants to go to Nur's friend's friend in town. Can be ..."

Farhan rarely forbade his daughters to leave. The origin of the purpose is clear. And go home at the appointed time. So for this time. Moreover, his brother-in-law was willing to drive him.

He's nodding.

"Thank you, Mother."

I hugged him happily.

Bu Farhan just smiled getting a hug from his daughter. It was common for his daughter to always be. This is what makes Farhan's heart seem unwilling if at any time have to separate from Nur.

"Abi, we can come along ...?" Noval and Novi sulked.

"Yes, clean yourself up first."

Who could bear to see their plain face pleading, groveling greatly.

It didn't take long for all of us to be ready to set off on the road after dawn.

I don't know why my wish conjures up words I don't understand. Maybe the heartbreak effect.

*

Crossed the road a moment ago you were there

I don't know why your shadow flashed as if greeting

In my mind that's getting crazy

Hope that the wave of your hand calls to me in the arms of dear

What I want to say

When you really exist

Will we be together or apart

Everything is still secret in silence

Brother, why should I hear those words

Until whispers of anger dominate the uninitiated self

And you leave me in your greeting

You who I always look forward to in longing

*

Fortunately, my thoughts soon returned to consciousness. Because of the funny behavior of the twins in front of me.

Having twins is really noisy. Didn't know any more times that brother wanted solitude. Enjoying a broken, bloody heart.

I can finally laugh to see them. The never ending idea to tease me. Of course, commanded by brother-in-law who knew about last night's incident. But I don't know the next round. If I'm so sorry to take off the engagement ring.

Arriving at my friend's house is very large and also luxurious. I forgot for a moment what I was feeling.

Now I realize that I can only take part in time. And let time do the talking. Between separation or meeting.