Mother To Nasha
Chapter 7

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“Assalamualaikum Umi, assalamu'alaikum Nasha ... “ When Khalifa was about to leave for school, she accidentally saw baby Nasha who was sunbathing in the morning with Umi Nila. Of course Khalifa immediately approached him and greeted him just stale for a moment.

“Walaikumsalam Aunt... “ reply umi Nila smile reply greetings from Khalifa, “Tante her want to go to school huh?”

“Iya ... Nasha big fast yes, so we can go to school together,”, said Khalifa who immediately chuckled himself to hear his words, of course, Umi Nila also chuckled when Khalifa wanted to invite her grandchildren to go to school together.

“You are Fa, if Arumi with you to his school in the distance or,” said umi Nila.

“Yes is gapapa Umi, who knows Khalifa will be the teacher. So you can still go to school together, hihihi,”

“Amin .... You want to be a teacher?”

“Yes not even umi. Khalifa did not know what to become, but clearly, Khalifa did not want to be a doctor rich in Abi's will,” said the girl slightly sighed heavily, he said, remembering when the father once asked him to major in medicine.

Although the father is not pushy, but still indirectly the father wants such a thing, the inner Khalifa.

“Why Fa? So the doctor is a noble job. You can heal the sick.”

“How Khalifa wants to heal the wounds of the sick Umi, if Khalifa's own wounds until now still can not treat Khalifa, he said,” the girl muttered softly but was still able to be heard by the woman in front of her and also the man who was standing not far from her.

Khalifa knew that milk would be given to Nasha. However, because there was him, the man fell silent and stopped his steps as if waiting for his departure. Khalifa who was quite self-conscious and remembered their last less pleasant meeting, finally chose to leave immediately to Umi Nila and left.

And sure enough, when Khalifa pedaled her bicycle, at that time the man immediately stepped foot to approach the mother and her daughter.

“Hilal, you don't want to go to Factory?” ask umi Nila when she sees the arrival of her child, the middle-aged woman immediately took the bottle of milk in the hands of her son and immediately gave it to the grandson who had been a little whining because of thirst.

“Iya Umi, in a moment. Hilal just wanted to make sure Arumi first,” replied the man slowly, now he crouched in front of the mother and clasped the tiny hand clothes in front of her.

Her innocent face continued to stare towards her, as her mouth so coolly and greedily sucked up the milk bottle as if signifying how thirsty she was after a few minutes of sunbathing. Hilal smiled faintly, but in just a few seconds, the smile disappeared from his face.

Why it feels so difficult to accept the fact that now the wife is no longer there, her inner. Shadow after shadow where he saw his wife crying. Highlight eyes that signify how hurt Kirana at that time, now as if always imagined and terbesit in his head.

In addition to the shadow of Kirana's cries and tears, there is also always a shadow of a girl who for a few days has always disturbed her mind. Very inversely proportional to his late wife.

If in her shadow Kirana always looks sad with the eyes so cute. Unlike the little girl who looks so cheerful, which is always playing and joking with her daughter.

‘Astagfirullah al azim.’ Hilal muttered inwardly as he rubbed his face quite roughly.

...~To be continue .......