My Cry and My Happiness Are In Your Home
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"what are you doing, baby? long time to grab the marker"

nurain hurriedly closed the veiled book and directly stuffed it into the desk drawer.

Gus hafidz just smiled at the behavior of his wife, because from earlier on he had actually seen what was done by Nurain for a while in his room.

"don't bang, nur just forgot his nyimpen marker.so kinda long nyari nya"

true, Nurain did not want her husband to know if he secretly opened and read the book belonging to doctor Aisyah.

nurain was not ready to tell her husband, she wanted to really reflect on all her own first, so as not to be wrong in taking a stand.

even if she had to make peace with Aisha, Nurain wanted to first make peace with her heart so that she could fully accept all the circumstances in her life.

~~

elsewhere, Aisyah was busy searching for her lost book but it seemed like she had just realized it.

he was busy looking for the book in every corner of his room, but still could not find it.

'where is the book? what's in klintren? or at mom's? or at Nilam's house? or,,,'

"or here!!!"

suddenly a hug from behind her body managed to stop her busy activities opening every drawer of her bedroom closet.

"sister,,"

Aisyah touched the burly hand without looking at the owner.

"you're busy trying to figure out what the hell, until the rest of the room is all over"

alfan asked still with his position hugging Aisyah.

"it's nothing, it's just a book"

"oh, I'm just looking for brother's heart"

"ihh, what the hell is not clear anyway.gapain Aisyah nyari heart of sister who clearly already know where she is"

"so nice, sister's wife"

"yes dong, but by the way can you let go of his embrace?"

Alfan simply shook his head and increasingly tightly hugged his wife

"sister,,,"

"in a moment, brother just misses sister's wife.so please don't be bothered first yah"

a little guyonan, but able to make Aisyah blush with all the romantic attitude of her husband.

as simple as the happiness of a woman, not only with luxury, but a little romantic attitude and understanding from a husband actually makes it more meaningful and valuable.

that's what Aisyah feels now, although Alfan has not been able to provide a luxurious life, as his parents always give because of his shaky business, which is not yet able to provide a luxurious life, but Aisyah was always grateful and happy with all the good attitude and attention her husband gave to her.

"we're going to eat out?"

alfan asked after releasing his embrace on Aisyah

"do we have a meal plan outside?"

Aisha asked back

"there's"

answer Alfan directly

"when? ko aisy doesn't remember"

"newsletter"

"dhhh,, kirain"

"hahaha, you're confused Labi so his face is funny know, so want to bite his sister so her"

with his prickly Alfan pinched Aisyah's delicate cheeks and pure white.

"what the hell brother, sick tofu"

"oh,, tightness well brother hold his cheeks.that's so let's not hurt brother,,, muach"

aisyah's cheeks instantly blushed red when Alfan spontaneously kissed her cheeks, because for her it was still unusual, even though they were married almost four months. because Alfan is always busy returning to foreign countries to take care of all his efforts in order to return to what he used to be.

while Aisyah, still can not accompany Alfan to and fro because he has a job that can not be left too.

"why are you daydreaming? is something thought?"

alfan asked as they reached a restaurant and were waiting for their order to arrive.

"is this about Naura? do you need a brother who talks to his wife hafidz? so de aisy can get back close to their daughter"

"no need KA, besides Aisy is also a nobody for them right"

"but you are, after all, Naura's foster mother.you even love her like your own daughter"

"yes, but only foster mother no more"

there was a slight tremor from Aisyah's soft voice, which meant that Aisyah really felt a deep longing for Naura, the daughter of Nurain.

"yes, now we eat first, baby, we'll talk about it again"

Alfan also chose not to comment again on the discussion that concerns Naura, because he knew that his wife was so longed for the figure of a tiny princess who was always told so enthusiastically and happily.

Aisyah always said, how cute and beautiful her daughter hafidz. let alone when Aisyah taught to call her Aunt, but Naura instead called her by the name of mama. really it makes Aisyah happy, really, to the point that he repeatedly told that to Alfan.

but now the stories about Naura's cuteness seemed to disappear from Aisha's lips, and Alfan understood the situation that happened now.

~~

by late afternoon Alfan and Aisyah were preparing to leave the restaurant, but when they were about to go out, they accidentally crossed paths with hafidz, nurain and Naura.

for a while there was only a lull between them, no matter what was in their minds, so that none of them began to make a sound.

"Mama aisy"

naura's small voice finally made the four adults wake up from their silence.

"assalamualaikum Naura is beautiful"

Alfan who had first tried to melt that slightly awkward atmosphere.

"om who?"

ask Naura plain

Alfan bent his body so that he could line up with Naura's tiny body.

ayesha, Nurain, and hafidz were silent with their own minds.

"definitely Naura has forgotten well as Alfan, because rarely meet.gak papa, later we will also often meet insyaallah maybe even om Alfan will invite Naura to play again like before"

nurain immediately turned his gaze to Alfan then on Aisyah.

I don't know what Alfan meant to say that to Naura, but clearly, Nurain felt a little insinuated with his words Alfan.

"how's hafidz? I'm glad you're finally getting together"

"Thank God, thanks to the do'a of all, my wife was able to recover and re-assembled with our extended family"

"Alhamdulillah, I'm happy to see her. eum, then we first well, because we happened to have finished eating"

"yes sir Alfan, please"

"assalamualaikum"

just as Aisyah and Alfan were about to come out, naura called back Aisyah's name.

the little boy, as if feeling the same longing as his foster mother.

"mama aisy,, naula KA,,,"

"sad Umi, we enter yuk. said he was hungry"

without looking at Aisyah, Nurain immediately carried her daughter's body and walked away leaving Aisyah who was still looking at Naura with tears that began to fall.of course Alfan saw all that.

"wait, is not a good Muslimah is he who likes to spread a smile and say hello to other Muslims? especially if they know each other"

"you mean?"

tanya Nurain with a bit of cynicism.

"you must understand better what I mean"

quickly Aisyah touched Alfan's arm so as not to make the atmosphere more awkward, and Alfan understood that.

"sorry Mr. Alfan, you should not have to overdo it like that, and I beg you to understand the situation.my wife does not mean to be disrespectful, just,,"

"well, we understand hafidz. I'm sorry if my words offended you and your wife a little"

after a little talk between hafidz and Alfan, they returned to their respective activities.

Alfan and Aisyah who had gone home first, while nurain and hafid, resumed their intention to eat at the restaurant.

however, with the incident just now, the atmosphere changed a little. Naura who was so enthusiastic about eating out with her Umi and Abi, now the little boy seemed to lose his taste and spirit to eat.

even Nurain and hafidz tried to cheer up and persuade their daughter to come back cheerful as when leaving the house earlier.

but after all, Naura is just a little child who can't understand the state of adults. All she knows, she just misses her foster mother, she wants to go back to playing and telling stories like she used to.