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...Tells the story of the love journey of one of Alsya and Anand's daughters named Zahwa Hence Ghuinandra. ...

...The story of a Zahwa who is liked by his own teacher and senior while studying religion in one of the boarding schools in Morocco....

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20 Years later...

A beautiful girl walks into an elegant, luxurious house owned by her parents. Then followed by two men who also walked leisurely following him behind.

"Generic, Ummi..." Tell them simultaneously.

The woman who was called ummi smiled widely waiting for the arrival of the three heroes who had just returned from exploring his hometown.

"Goddessalam..." The woman answered was none other than Alsya, who still looked beautiful at her old age.

The three heroes gathered at the feet of Ummi, who was sitting on the sofa in the middle room.

Alsya smiled softly welcoming the arrival of her children. His outstretched hand touched his third face then stopped on his daughter's soft cheek.

"Have you prayed Ashar ?." Alsya asked her sons.

"Already, Ummi. We pray in the mosque near the street." Zahwa answered representing his younger siblings.

"Ummi, we brought something for Ummi." Zyan gave a paper bag and inside was a small gift box, in front of Alsya.

Alsya accepted it with curiosity. "What is this ?."

"Just something simple,." Zyan answered.

Alsya opened the gift given by her children and it turned out that the contents were a beige prayer beads, a syar'i veil and...

"Raw ?." Pekik Alsya when he saw the last item.

Alsya looked at the faces of her children with question marks.

Her three children smiled. "Come on, but when I saw that thing, I suddenly remembered the same Ummi. " Fathan speaking.

"But, Ummi's not wearing this, son ?."

Everyone fell silent at the real confusion over what they had brought themselves.

"Make a collection, Ummi." Zyan provided a solution.

Alsya fell silent again and stared fixedly at the object she was still holding. "Alright, ummi will keep it." Alsya finally said.

The three men smiled back. "Then, I go to the room first huh?, Ummi, Zyan to the room first. " Zyan got up from his beak and before going to his room he kissed his uminya cheek first.

"Yes, son."

Zahwa also rose. "Ummi, Zahwa's gonna take a shower, too,." Zahwa kissed one of his umminya cheeks.

Now only Alsya and Fathan are left in the room. Fathan also got up but did not leave but sat down next to his umminya.

"Ummi, I'm sorry that Fathan has been willing to buy Ummi a veil." He said softly while looking down deeply.

"It's okay, Ummi was just shocked. Later, Ummi will ask your Abi if he will allow her to wear it." Alsya's words calmed his son's heart.

Fathan immediately raised his face back and stared fixedly at Umminya's face. "Ummi's not mad at Fathan?." Ask her son a little doubt.

Alsya shook her head and smiled. "No, honey." He said as he gently stroked his son's cheek.

Fathan instantly widened his smile and hugged his Umminya body. "Thank you, Ummi." His words were so moved.

"When are you going to leave ?." Asked Umminya then after they let go of each other's embrace.

"God willing, if Fathan leaves later in the afternoon. If Zyan tomorrow and Brother Zahwa said to wait for Kak Fazal there is time."

Alsya manggut-mangut understands. "Ummi can only pray for you to become a more useful human being after studying religion."

"Aamiin's."

"But, you don't get rushed huh?, finish your study first, then talk about a soul mate." Alsya's temptation instantly made Fathan's ears flushed.

"Nnnl..."

"Hehehe, yes, yes."

Fathan laid down his body and placed his head on his mother's lap. Fathan is closer to Umminya than both of his twin brothers. Fathan's affection is exactly like Fazal who always united his general feelings. So, both of them will never do things that are not liked by Umminya.

"Ummi, it looks like your daughter is going to talk about it soon." Fathan said.

"Is Zahwa close to a man ?." Tanya Alsya was curious.

Fathan nodded but then shook his head. "Sir Zahwa is not close to anyone, Ummi."

"Then ?."

"Which person is he ?."

"Still from the country."

Alsya immediately smothered her own mouth to hear the words of her son. He did not expect that his daughter would be liked by Moroccans, because Zahwa is currently studying at one of the universities in Morocco and why he is now in the house because he is on semester vacation, just like his two twins.

"Ummi can only pray for the good and happiness of your brother."

"Yes, Ummi. Fathan also prayed that Zahwa's brother would have the same dream as Abi."

Alsya smiled and nodded. "Aamiinu. Oh yeah, Abi you're falling at this hour haven't come home yet ?." Alsya glanced at her own watch.

The time has shown at half-six in the afternoon, and usually her husband has gone home at five in the afternoon. But I don't know what until it's half an hour late her husband has not come.

"Maybe Abi is having some important unfinished business, Ummi."

"The face of Alsya was a little more relieved after hearing Fathan's words, which he felt was true as well.

"Assynoltom..."

Just been talked about, the person who was waiting for finally came. Alsya immediately stood up and welcomed her husband's arrival with her sweet smile.

"Waalaikumsalam, tumben home late, A' ?."

Anand, give his brief kiss on his wife's forehead. "So I took the time to stop by the mall to buy something for the kids."

"Abi always understood we were !." Fathan suffered his ashes.

"Of course, because today is your last day at home."

"All right, thanks, Abi."

Anand gave the code to his men to give some of the items he had just bought to his son. And brought some other things to give to his two other children who were in their rooms.

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Zahwa was ready with his clothes and also his luggage while standing near his car with his extended family.

"You be careful there, son. Take care of your health and behavior, because we can't see you later." Alsya advises while tightly hugging her daughter's body before letting her go to another country.

"Yes, Ummi. Zahwa will always be careful in everything. Ummi don't have to worry."

Alsya landed her kisses on both of Zahwa's cheeks and last on his daughter's forehead for quite a while.

After letting go of her arms from her mother, Zahwa turned to her ashes. Anand also did the same thing that hugged the body of his only daughter who became his beloved wife.

"Please be good there. Next month Abi will visit you there."

"Ahh, no need, Abi. Abi don't have to go there, Abi will be sick again rich at that time." Zahwa put on a sullen face because he remembered when he was in the country of people, his ashes desperately wanted to visit him and as a result, his ashes even sick because of fatigue because of his age which was very twilight.

"If you want to go there mending kak Fazal only, then we will video call again." He said again giving advice.

"Hahaha, yes, yes. Yeah, what do you say, son." Anand took her arms off her daughter's body. "But even then if your brother isn't busy ?."

Zahwa smiled and nodded. "While it's important there's still news." He then kissed both cheeks of his ashes and after finishing, his ashes gave a warm, affectionate kiss on his forehead.

Zahwa turned to her twin brothers and hugged them together. "I'm gonna miss you guys."

"Big brother is fine there, don't open your heart before graduation." Whisper Fathan and instantly get a shot at Zahwa and Zyan's eyes.

"Do you know where ?."

"Source of accurate information." Fathan pointed towards Fazal using his chin.

Zahwa followed the direction of the show and it turned towards her brother. Zahwa's face immediately met with red. "No, I'm not close to anyone. He likes me but not me." Honest speech.

The two twins just nodded.

"Said Ummi, Ummi was married at the age of 19 years." This time it was Zyan who whispered.

"That's Ummi, not me."

"Well, who knows if you want to follow in Ummi's footsteps ?." This time they both flirted together.

"Ohhh. Never mind, I'm leaving first. " Zahwa kissed the cheeks of her two twin and then stepped closer to her sister again.

"Have ?." Fazal asked his sister.

"Yes,."

"All right, let's go ?!."

Zahwa nodded in agreement and got into the car and followed by Fazal who also entered behind the steering wheel.

The car started moving slowly. Zahwa waved his hand at his family that he would leave behind for the next few months.

"Assalamualaikum, Abi, Ummi, everyone..!!, Daaahh !!." Zahwa's hands continued to wave with their farewell.

"Italy... !!." His family called out to return Zahwa's hand.