Mahabbah Longs
CHAPTER 77: to Ahmad's Garden

At the time of tarhim, the dawn will be doom, one by one the adults wake up. Especially the father who was neat. Maybe finished performing the evening prayer.

Then, he headed towards the middle room while carrying the Qur'an, to be read.

Naura brought her favorite cup of hot coffee. A habit he never forgot. Even though it is in another country.

"Father, drink first."pa Naura while putting the drink in front of him.

"Thank you, Ndduk."

Naura stood before Mr. Farhan, long ago. Makes Mr. Farhan stunned.

"What's the matter Ndduk?"

Lansung Naura slammed into the lap of Pak Farhan, shedding his tears. Makes Mr. Farhan confused and moved.

"Already, Ndduk. Don't cry. You are sad."

"There is nothing, Father" said Naura on the sidelines of her cries.

"Naura is still missing. You just stay here, same Naura."

Mr. Farhan was stunned, and silent for a moment.He stroked the veil of Naura who was still crying on her lap.

"Ndduk, you know. When we love someone, we always want to be close to them."

Naura nodded softly as she said, "Yes, Father."

"You know who you've loved until now."

"Mother." answered Naura. Which makes him remember the memories with Bu Farhan, the person who raised him from baby to adult now. His cry grew even more so, albeit without a sound. Only the roar of tears soaked Farhan's cloth.

"Yes, mommy. Even though your mother is now gone, but still in your heart. Although he could not meet him, but at least, if you miss, you can see his grave. If you're here, you can't do that."

"Snap, Father."

"If you miss your father, or your Nadya mother. You can easily come visit."

"May you guys, Ulya wouldn't mind Naura."

"Ndduk, I can't love you anything. Just advice father keep your family by always taking care of the pleasure of your husband to you. God willing, you will have complete love."

"With your husband's son or your own son or later if you have another child. Don't be different."

In her tears, Naura laughed to herself. This is a lot, cook it again. But to please Mr. Farhan, he answered.

"Nggeh Father."

"Father grateful, you are finally with son Ulya. His parents have looked at you like their own child since you were a child. You remember that Ndduk?"

"Nur still remembers Father."

"There continue the activity, later Akram and Akmal wake up."

"I'm sorry, Father."

Naura lifted her head from Farhan's lap. Then continue his work that was delayed.Yang helped bi Ummaimah. to prepare the provision of the streets later.

Without him noticing, Ulya followed him into the kitchen. Suddenly hugged him from behind. Surprised him.

"Mas."

"Wake up there's no you, as if something's missing, dear . Look around, it turns out you're here."

"Mas, shame there's a Ummaimah bi."

"Where, no." said Ulya whispering in Naura's ear. Yes ... because when entering , Ulya had asked him to leave first. To be able to approach his wife freely.

"Mas."

Naura finally gave up. He put the food he would eat. Then wash his hands. With Ulya unwilling to let go of his embrace.

Once there was a chance to break away, he immediately ran towards their room. Ulya just smiled looking at his departure, then followed happily.

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Soon the child troops scattered to leave the place of prayer. Nadya immediately put on the body.

"Can't leave the place if it's not fixed first."

"Yes, Mother."

However, they also obey. They quickly tidied up their prayer tools and then placed them beside the bundaanya.

"No need to wear footwear." cried Ahmad.

He commands Noval, Novi and Devra to get ready to jog to his orchard.

"Every Om." yelled them together. Followed the commander outside the house.

"Now, we exercise lightly first while waiting for everything to gather" he said with a smile.

When else can seduce them if not now. Tomorrow they're back. Thought Ahmad was enjoying the morning happily.

Hamdan, who saw the joy of his children and nephews, smiled. And quickly join them. While Ulya helps Naura prepare Akram and Akmal equipment.

Because mbak Binti is helping bi Ummaimah prepare provisions, which will be brought. And so did Nadya.

Finally, this preparation, was finished as well.

Together they left happily. Only one who showed less cheerful face, namely Mustofa.

'When can I hold you, baby. And you call me Papa.'

But he didn't have the courage to say it. And just hide that sadness in a hollow smile.

Amid the joy created in her brother's perfect family.

But he followed their steps calmly. Tracing the path but paved. Splitting the expanse of diverse fruit plantations.

Once in a while Ahmad's hand grabbed the fruit on the outskirts and gave it to his small army. Which makes Nadya and Naura's brother angry.

"Can't eat while walking. Remember that! What did the teacher say."

Forcibly they gave it to his mother and followed the commander on his way.

Because walking with joking and laughter, then arrived at the joglo in the middle of the plantation is already bright.

It's spring now. Unashamed to show themselves. They enjoyed the day and breakfast as well.

While the men continue their sport and encourage the child contestants, race to pick the fruit properly. Mothers prepare breakfast from the provisions they bring.

Because activities that are tiring as well as fun, so draining sweat. Then all the supplies that were brought out without rest.

At 8 o'clock they returned home. To clean up all the goods that will be sent first through the cargo. Just leave a small portion of the goods for the event day until night later, for the wedding reception Naura and Ulya.

Sometimes Naura looked at them sadly.

"What, still missing?"

Naura did not answer. He just hid his face in Ulya's arms.

"When we go to Indonesia, visit them."

"Thank you, honey. You brought my family here. This is a very happy gift for me."

Not in vain, he was charging for all of this. Finally Naura's lips can say a word of affection to her.

After all, they left for the hotel, where a wedding reception will be held. And also the final rest before returning to Indonesia later tonight. By Mustofa or Ahmad.

While Ulya and Naura and her small family stopped by first to the abba house. And will be leaving from there for the reception.

"Have, no one missed?" ask Ahmad.

"Just a second!" said Noval and Novi who immediately ran towards the dining table. Apparently they want to bring the results of the fruit picking competition in the garden earlier.

Waaalllaaahhhh.