My Cry and My Happiness Are In Your Home
Mamah ??

"Alhamdulillah all the results of good torture, all the muscles of his body have really returned to function, congratulations well miss Nurain for his recovery. I am happy and pray that the lady and family are always in good health"

said the doctor who had been helping me in the treatment and therapy of my body that had not completely healed as a whole.

without my guessing Gus hafidz immediately prostrated his gratitude hearing what doctor Zira said.

even without shame she hugged and kissed me repeatedly and thanked Zira many times.

"this is the first time I saw a husband who loved his wife so much, not a few couples who left his partner with a variety of reasons, especially if his partner was in a coma for many years. I sincerely salute Mr. Hafidz's loyalty to Ms. Nurain. I pray you are always happy and blessed with many children"

doctor Zira gave the compliment to my husband and it was well deserved, because I thought Gus hafidz had turned away from me when I woke up in my father's house, but it turns out I was wrong.he was still faithfully waiting for me.

"so tomorrow we? you can go to Bandung, right?"

ask me when we were in the car to go back to my dad's house.

"his wife can't wait to go home"

"yes, nur already miss the same umma, Babah, Ning Farah, aunty and Gus Lutfi must be her."

"yes dear we are going to Bandung but the day after tomorrow, because we have to order tickets and other preparations, especially your body must be really fit"

"yes, follow what your husband says"

when we got home, we went in because the front door was open.

"assalamualaikum"

we went inside looking for father and Naura, but it didn't seem to be inside the house.

"god turns out you're here"

I said when I saw Dad and Naura in my room, but, uh,,,

"dad ko packing? where are you going?"

ask me curious

"said Abah Tsani we want to move umi"

Naura answered with her slurred voice while turning to my lap while my father just smiled as he folded the clothes that would be put in his suitcase.

"how are you ready?"

asked Gus hafidz who had just come from behind the door.

"where is he going?"

I asked curiously, because Gus hafidz had not told me anything before.

"Abang just want to invite you, father and Naura to eat out before the day after we go to Bandung"

"with a suitcase?"

ask me to see dad and Gus hafidz alternately.

"no dear, this is not to be brought now but for later we are both to Bandung"

"loh? did you take a leave of absence?"

"later well in his discussion dear after we return from having fun. now we leave for the afternoon hunt"

Gus hafidz pulled my hand softly, even as I pulled the tiny hand of my daughter that had come down from my lap.

"we're going to have Abi's picnic?"

ask Naura girang

"yes sweetheart"

father who answered while holding Naura from behind.well since Naura here, father always invites her to play because he feels so missed his grandchild.

dad always said if you want to replace the time that has been missed without seeing the growth and development of Naura. and Alhamdulillah Naura was so easy to be close to father.

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"how dear is everything ready?"

asked Gus hafidz as I was preparing clothes and other necessities for this afternoon's departure to Bandung.

last night I wanted to pack a fitting night but my husband forbid it because he was afraid I was sapped. let alone we went home quite late from traveling excursion yesterday.

I said as I looked back at all the items I had collected in one suitcase

"yes you have not been too tired, let Brother continue to clean up"

"Naura where's bang?"

"the same father to the front stall, said he wanted to buy ice-cream because it had been a week more he did not eat ice-cream so his callous"

true, Naura used to be taught to be disciplined even with her food intake.I was more and more amazed at my husband, because he could take care of and educate our daughter very well, even when I'm not there next to her, it must be very difficult for her.

"umi,,, Abi, see Naura buy ice-cream a lot. This is for umi one, Abi one, Abah one"

suddenly Naura came in with a bag of crackles that must be freshly bought ice-cream, then she took out the ice-cream and distributed it to us one by one.

"That Tsani should not be loved, just make Naura yah"

said dad gave his ice-cream back to Naura

"naura already has one, so this is for Abah Tsani. anyways Naura can not eat ice-cream a lot later abdominal pain"

hearing my daughter's words, I looked towards my husband

"you are the best father"

I said in a soft voice

"and you're the best mother"

reply while pinching my nose.

at 4 pm we had a trip to the cottage, Alhamdulillah our journey smoothly so it did not take too much time. moreover, the distance between Surabaya and Soekarno airport can be traveled only by one hour by plane, only from the airport to Bandung which is quite time consuming.

I still can't believe it, I'll soon be back to set foot in my beloved cottage, in my husband's house. Moreover, my longing is already very deep in umma, Babah, Babah, Farah and all the families that are in my husband's house.

entering the gate of the boarding school I saw all the santri both men and women were lined up to welcome our arrival, even they brought the words 'ahlan wasahlah ya ustadzatii'

these eyes shed tears when they saw how sincere they were to me. Gus hafidz just smiled at me while gently stroking my cheek, while Naura fell asleep on my father's lap.

the car in the parking lot by ustadz Ilham who had picked us up at the airport. I saw umma, Babah, Ning Farah, Gus Lutfi and bi Nani had been standing in front of the house, even assyila, was, Maryam and ustadz Ahmad are here calling my arrival.

I looked at them one by one with a full day after all these years I could not see.I walked in a handcuff by my husband, and my father followed me from behind with Naura in his arms.

"mashallah princess umma,, hiks"

umma immediately hugged accompanied by broken crying, so did I who also cried back to the embrace of my mother-in-law who I considered my own mother.

"forgive the nur that has troubled the umma and the family,,,, the hyx"

umma just shook her head and gently stroked my head along with tears that kept flowing.

one by one, I took turns hugging each other to let go of longing, no one did not cry, even Gus Lutfi who I always considered my little sister also cried full of happiness, she said, because longing that has not met now seems to fall after getting the antidote.

after letting go of each other, we went inside and gathered in the living room.I think I am very happy, can re-assemble with my family Bahakan best friend also present here.

"do Abi's daughters wake up?"

my husband said when he saw Ning Farah was holding Naura from the direction of the room.

"yes bang, it was fitting to sleep on the bed eh even wake up, said his laper"

suddenly we all laughed at what Ning Farah said about the reason why Naura was able to wake up from her sleep.

"this is a fat Umi, you're hungry, son"

I took Naura from Ning Farah's sling

"assalamualaikum"

I heard someone familiar enter while saying hello.

"mom,,,,"

spontaneously Naura came down and released my sling, she ran towards a newly arrived veiled woman.

I was just stunned to see Naura running towards Doctor Aisyah and directly hugging her while continuing to kiss her, like a princess who missed her mother so much. and she called her 'mamah'??

o Allah, what Gus hafidz and the doctor Aisha,,,,, is,,,,