My Cry and My Happiness Are In Your Home
Still Accurate

POV Alfan

{assalamualaikum de aisy, can today go to the study house? brother wants to hand over new books for kids}

one message I sent to de Aisyah, hoping that she would reply soon and be willing to stop by the children's study house.

"fan, Lo what was the circle back kin tuh mobile phone? rich fried aja tuh hp in back and forth haha"

suddenly Rama entered my room with a map

"fucking Lo, make me surprised"

"lagian Lo did a dumbass, not his work ! oh forget you're the boss, so be free yah haha"

"that's it, to the point. What are you doing here?"

"nih, the map that contains a copy of the report from the branch office I've recapped all of it. Lo check again"

"okay, thanks dad"

"but by the way, seriously. Lo actually why the hell? I noticed after the application event yesterday, Lo face tuh,, what well. eummm, rich that many problems, less aura of happiness. must be Lo tuh happy, happy, sumringah that is, the name is also abis ngelamar people in love. this is instead___"

"indeed well, You are most able to correct other people, even though Lo itself is also still single Ampe now"

"hahaha, good dong. jomblo aja I pinter read the reaction of people who fall in love the same heartbroken.especially if I'm not single, right!"

"whatever, brow. hemm, but yes I'm no longer uncertain.I mean my heart, one side I am happy because I have been able to take a step forward to dapetin Aisyah. but one side I am also afraid, if it turns out Aisyah can not accept me with all my heart. because I feel, she is not happy rich enough to be my future wife. even from my semalem chat him, a reply from her, rich what well? less enthusiastic than that Tan chat with me. is it possible, he is not comfortable time well beside me ram?"

maybe by telling Rama, my heart can be a little relieved, honestly I was first in a relationship with women, she said, because all this time was too busy with school and current ideals that little by little I began to get.

"hhmmm, so Lo heavy really fan. because from the beginning he did not have the same feeling Lo? so if I think give him more time to be able to open his heart completely to Lo. if he is a lover Lo, it must be all easy but if it is not, if it is not, want to not want Lo have to accept with roomy chest.well, anyway that's it, I'm sure Lo knows more than me"

"gue becomes more confused with the word Lo"

"meaning Lo?"

"well, you will be single forever giving the same advice I already have that candidate"

"fucking Lo, don't get me wrong, soon I'll follow or maybe I'll go first to the guarantee"

his words are full of confidence.

"wah, seriously Lo? ko I don't know! worse not my same stories if you already have a candidate. You're not lying, are you?"

ask me full of questions

"seriously, I have a candidate, a prospective boyfriend, meaning hahaha"

"fuck, I thought it was"

as before, we always tell stories with jokes and laughter so that the atmosphere is always pleasant without heavy loads

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"assalamualaikum Aunt"

my greeting to Aisyah's mother when the door of Aisyah's house was opened

"waalaikumsalam wr wb. uh nak Alfan,,, here come in"

"want to drink what? let Auntie ask auntie to make it"

"don't need aunty, Alfan not long ko. just want to meet Aisyah, happened to be in contact a few days is a little hard to fear her Aisyah is sick"

I said to Auntie, hoping to know the situation Aisyah who some days is very difficult to contact, even I had several times approached her to the hospital where Aisyah practices.

but Aisyah is always absent, if not already home she is going out. I don't know what happened to her, because since I proposed her, her attitude is still the same still indifferent.

"oh,, kirain why. Alhamdulillah Aisyah healthy wal'afiyat nak Alfan.just indeed lately Aisyah a little busy, because it must help take care of her child hafidz"

"taking care of his son hafidz?"

ask me wonder, 'hafidz?' familiar name in the ear.have I ever met him?

"yes nak Alfan, indeed Aisyah did not say the same son Alfan if the schedule of his practice is finished Aisyah always took time to the boarding school to help her ngurus her son hafidz"

I just kept quiet with a lot of questions in my heart

"hafidz's son, the son of his best friend om. Ayesha and hafidz have been close since they were children, even until now possible"

clearly her mother Aisyah seemed to understand what was in my heart, who wanted to know more clearly who hafidz was.

"but, sorry Aunt if Alfan sassy. indeed why should Aisyah take care of her child and not her mother or his wife hafidz herself?"

"iya nak hafidz is right, it must be so. but because his wife was in a coma having an accident while still pregnant, then her Aisyah who replaced her. actually Aante has forbidden, but, but Aisyah said she felt guilty because the accident was caused by her"

"his intention is how Aunt, Alfan still does not understand"

"heemmm,, it seems that Aisyah has not told a lot to son Alfan.not Aunty does not want to tell more, but it would be nice for Alfan to ask Aisyah directly, directly, let him tell Alfan's son himself"

well, I understand if Aunt Rahmi does not want to tell her more. because even though she is Aisyah's mother, but anyway Aisyah is more entitled to tell her all.

after I finished talking quite a lot, I left Aisyah's house and without waiting for long I went straight to the boarding house which I meant. it was easy to find her address, too, because pesantren cottage is famous in this city.

after arriving, I asked the security guard for permission to enter the cottage. After conveying my intentions and goals, and showing my identity card, the security guard allowed me to enter.

it turns out that in addition to its pretty slick security, this cottage is also so big and beautiful.even when I enter, in a treat with a view that is so soothing to the eyes, so cool, that is where the santri and santriwati then pass around here and there in clothes that are so polite and closed.

deservedly, if Aisyah dressed very closed even her morality is much different from most women out there. because the social environment here is very awake in religious guidelines and rules.

I used to want to go to study in a cottage, but my mom didn't let me on the grounds that I couldn't be away from the kids. as a result, I only studied teaching privately and to deepen my understanding of religion, I also always followed the studies held on campus or outside the campus.

"who do you want to meet?"

asked a middle-aged woman when I was at the door of her house hafidz.

"ha_hafidz" Ma'am"

I replied a little stammered, just wanted to say Aisyah's name but,,,

"who's bi?"

suddenly the voice of a woman I knew came out with a baby.

for a moment, she was stunned to see me. Maybe Aisyah did not think that I came here, or maybe she was disappointed to see my sudden arrival.

I don't know what's on his mind, but it's clear the look in his eyes seems uncomfortable for my presence.