My Cry and My Happiness Are In Your Home
Dream or Real?

POV Gus hafidz

"Pig,,,"

a tiny voice called out to me from the entrance of my room.he ran and I happily caught him in the arms.

"aduh, Abi's daughter is getting heavier if in a carry. must have eaten her pinter well"

"yes, Naura likes it when Aisyah's mama tastes good"

his words with a voice that is still a typical lisp of children

"mama Aisha? if Abi's the one who cooks Naura doesn't like it?"

"like dong, because Abi cuisine is also no less delicious, even though the cooking is-it's aja hehe"

"hehe, yes later the same Abi masakin new food according to Naura's favorite yah"

"thank you Abi,, muach"

she kissed me on the cheek with her tiny lips.

not felt, three years already me and Naura live without nurain. really heart very long for her. heavy sense of living all this without her presence, her, but I have always been convinced that God's love never breaks.His miracle will lead me and my daughter to happiness.

"today, Naura walks with Abi yah. we go to the mall to buy dolls, buy new clothes for Abi and Naura. also make umi"

"horeeee,, Abi wants to take Naura for a walk"

his words with glee

"mashallah, his rich grandson ammah is again very fond of today"

ata umma as I carried naura to the dining room for breakfast together

"today Abi wants to take Naura on the streets of Ammah"

naura said with such glee

"asik, ateu follow ah"

farah's turn to join the stand

"no ah, naula wants to be with Abi aja his streets"

"well, Ateu, heartbroken hyx"

everyone in the dining room laughed at Farah and Naura's chattering that they were both unwilling to budge.

"The rich are happy today?"

farah asked on the sidelines we were having breakfast together

"today Brother dapet news from Dad that there is a better development, his motor has begun to respond even though it's a little"

"God, at least we have hope for the healing of the daughter of umma"

with teary eyes umma gave thanks for what I said about nurain.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah"

Aisyah and Farah were no less happy to hear the good news.

"so when do you want to go to Surabaya, son?"

"insyaallah tomorrow umma hafidz will go to Surabaya by bringing Naura. hafidz sure nurain misses his daughter very much"

"why do I have to be tomorrow, son? Babah is still in Morocco right. surely Babah also wants to see the state of nurain"

"umma, Farah, Babah and Ayesha for a while wait for news from hafidz here.Hopefully I have allowed to hafidz bring nurain back here"

"but umma also misses nurain"

"iya hafidz knows that, but tomorrow let hafidz and Naura go there. hafidz wants to talk from heart to heart with father, and umma here help hafidz with do'a well"

I try to give understanding to umma to be able to hold back her longing for nurain.

"well then. umma doo'a hopefully your arrival and Naura can be a will for awareness and healing nurain"

AMENS

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all the preparations that I have to bring have been prepared very neatly. ranging from Naura needs, my needs and the last clothes that I bought with Naura yesterday.

'you wait for us dear, God willing, today we will meet and re-assemble with our little daughter.in a moment you will see how beautiful and funny her baby is'

I once again kissed the photo of the wife I had longed for.

"how is fidz ready?"

"already umma, stay put in the trunk of the car"

"yes we're leaving now"

"mama Aisy isn't in BI?"

ask Naura while on the way.

"don't love, mama Aisy there's a job first so can't join us"

"well, whereas before pelgi naula want to kiss mama aisy first"

her words with a still slurred voice, and it managed to make me want to kiss and bite her because it was so anxious.

'you will be very happy to hear his voice, dear'

"no papa will kiss me before you go"

farah said by imitating Naura's tone of voice

"eummm, go well"

my daughter Naura, straying her index finger on her chin as if she was thinking hard at her atheu request while occasionally glancing mischievously at her atheu.

"wow, wah, there are those who are making sure his atheu fight nih. look out well, get ready for the attack approaching,,, ciaaat"

"hahaha,, pardon, pardon, pardon,, haha"

my daughter's laughter was so carefree as Farah tickled her petite body and kissed her nonstop.

"you are well there, take care of this beautiful grandson of Amma and Sholehah"

umma said while kissing Naura as we arrived at the airport.

"iya umma. umma here well. sorry hafidz can not wait Babah home first"

"yes no papa son, later after Babah comes home insyaallah umma follow you"

"well, there's a beautiful atheu"

said Farah while kissing Naura then handed her to me.

after finishing the farewell, without waiting for a long time I and Naura also walked to the plane that would take us to Surabaya, to the place where the people we missed so much for several years.

in less than two hours, we'll be at the home of my father-in-law or Abah's Naura.

Alhamdulillah during the trip Naura very anteung, she did not cry let alone fuss.

instead he told a lot of stories and saw something that he thought was new to his vision.

we arrived at a simple house but had a yard that was quite spacious and very beautiful because it was decorated with various plants and small trees.

we were greeted by my father when he arrived at the door. he saw me and Naura alternately with teary eyes.without waiting long, he said, I immediately approached and greeted the father who immediately hugged me and Naura.

"dad's glad to see you here"

he said while shedding tears of longing.

"god this is Abah's grandson, very beautiful"

now he holds Naura while kissing her affectionately.

"this is Abah Tsani right?"

asked Naura innocently.Dad looked at me with a frowning forehead for not understanding the intent of his grandchild.

"Abah Tsani means the second Abah well because according to his Abah who in Bandung was Abah Wahid or Abah to one in Arabic"

dad just laughed at my explanation about the call Naura made to him.

"yes now that we're in, someone's waiting for you inside"

we went inside with Naura in my dad's car and I pushed the suitcase with our gear.

"dad, hafidz wants to see nurain can?"

I can't wait to see a wife who hasn't been seen in a long time.

"certainly can son"

my father took us to a kama not far from the living room.

I stood for a while at the door of the room, just preparing this heart before seeing someone who had been longed for.

"open up son, I know you miss Nurain so much"

with bismillah I opened the door, and,,,, I,,,,

"nur__nurain"

a woman whom I had longed for with all this heart, was sitting facing the window.she looked at me with a smile adorned with tears.

subhanallah, walhamdulillah, is this real??