My Love Is Just For You
Longing Flakes
"Me and the yearning pieces...
Every time I looked up at the sky, so much flavor I had conveyed that it formed white clouds that were so beautiful as to smile greeting the world
I don't know if it's up or not...
Hoping for a gentle breeze to blow through helped me to convey it
It's okay slowly...
It's okay to be late...
I said in my heart only to raise a sense that never goes away
Hey Sky...
Hey Cloud...
Can't you tell your Creator that I am full of longing for Him...
Full of desire for one of his creations...
Until the tears that fall can not be accommodated in the vessel..."
Hind was surprised to realize from his sleep as if someone invisible waking himself. Scroll-bulir sweat looks on his forehead even though the room he occupied using AC. Heart's pounding. Oh God, what is this?
He immediately looked for his smartphone to see what time it was. Half-twelve o'clock in the afternoon. He immediately went to the bathroom to clean himself because after that he immediately threw himself in bed asleep as if he had never slept this late.
Before long the sound of the Adhan Dzuhur reverberated. The melodious chant called him to hurry up and put on his face after he finished bathing and put on clean house clothes. He solemnly performed his prayer service. Every verse he read inevitably made him shed tears. Yes, there is now a servant who is a nobody and has nothing to communicate with his Lord to pour out a sense of increasingly tormenting him if the longer he can stand alone.
Relief began to slightly open his chest cavity which had been tight when Hind finished carrying out his mandatory ritual. After complacent with crying, there was a sound of his stomach beeping asking to be filled. He just remembered since landing had not filled his stomach. He folded the next prayer mat and then placed it on the nightstand where he used to keep it and moved to the kitchen. He looked for two packs of fried instant noodles and eggs from the refrigerator and then cooked them to make his lunch. Although instant food, but at least can hamper his stomach for a while until he was shopping for his daily needs after a week Hind deliberately did not make the adjustment for the holidays to Dubai. Remembering the place back made him sad...
The Hind smartphone reads indicating there is an incoming message for him. Whoever sent the message, for now do not expect himself to reply quickly. He had even anticipated his parents not to ask anything by giving the news first that he had arrived safely a few minutes after he landed at Soekarno-Hatta International Airport. It just takes its own time right now. No matter if he is said to be stubborn, which he knows at this time his heart is still disappointed in a man who uses the reasons for his busy work so as not to give them the opportunity to meet. so it is better for him to stay silent until his logic can defeat his feelings.
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"Ma, can I sleep on your lap?" Mohammed asked Ayudisa who was sitting on a long, creamy sofa watching television alone in the living room. Without waiting for her answer, Mohammed immediately laid his head on her lap.
"Tumben once you sulk," Ayudisa smiled and gently rubbed the youngest boy's hair. "Usually if it's like this there must be a problem that you're confused to solve. What's up, son...?"
Honestly, he misses the Hind smile that always makes him smile even though the pressure of work is heavy. Messages of kindness that never hunted him even provided much inspiration in his life. Her face was so beautiful that she could not turn away from him. Everything.he misses everything about Hind...
"Tumben M spoiled on you Ma?" Tanya Kireina who came to visit and wanted to stay overnight because her husband was serving abroad for diplomatic affairs. He came alone because his children were in school and would follow after school hours. "What pity if Mama is old, not as strong as it used to hold her big body? Fucking lizard!"
"Sstt.., don't be bothered just yet, she's been sleep deprived lately because there's too much to take care of, '" Ayudisa replied calmly. He took the sofa pillow next to him and slowly replaced his lap with the pillow so as not to disturb Mohammed's sleep.
"Absolutely just M who wants to spend time with Mama? I will too." Kireina pursed and approached Ayudisa to kiss her hand and forehead.
"This child, already a mother of two children is still childish and does not want to budge with her sister," Ayudisa pulled the two cheeks of her only daughter because of anxiety.
"The saying goes, whatever the age of the child even if the child is married, we are still the children of his parents," Kireina smiled broadly showing her teeth with purple-rubbed stirrup.
"It's very clever of you to talk, son," Ayudisa pretended to be amazed to hear the ridiculous reason that Kireina had told her. "Descending from whom?"
"From Baba and Mama of course," Kireina changed her position to lean on the mother's shoulders and it was true that she found peace there.
Rashid and Maktoum who had just arrived from the morning meeting at the assembly were greeted by Ayasya bint Zayed, wife of Maktoum, when he saw Kireina and Mohammed being so spoiled for Ayudisa, envied the closeness of the three of them.
"Prophe, I'm sorry, because Baba always hogging Mama, let me hog Mama this time as Kireina and M do," Maktoum immediately joined Ayudisa and back. He also got a kiss of the mother on his cheek.
"Based on disrespectful children" Rashid pretended to be angry with his children and joined in. "You must understand Babanya, how long have you been from birth to adulthood to disturb the affection of Baba and your Mama?"
Ayasya also does not want to lose. Having a mother-in-law like Ayudisa is a fortune when her married friends never match her mother-in-law as if fighting for affection with her husband. Unlike Ayudisa, her mother-in-law considers her not a daughter-in-law but a daughter to her.
The noise of the Emir's nuclear family joke does not make his youngest son disturbed in his sleep so soundly that he unknowingly uttered a name that he did not dare to say to his family other than his older brother.
"Hind..."
Suddenly the boisterous voice of his family joked to be silent and full of questions and looked at each other. The hind? Who's Hind? It was clearly a woman's name but who?
"Hind.forgive me..."
Mohammed's increasingly real excitement makes all pairs of eyes lead to Maktoum who almost every day related to work with his sister. Maktoum who realized that his family's gaze implied an explanation request could only pat his forehead prepared for the many questions he had to be forced to answer without Mohammed's permission to beg from the beginning that if he had ready to tell about the figure of Hind Karenina, his lover, he will tell it himself to all members of his family without them having to hear it from others. But seeing his brother's current condition is slumped because he can not meet his lover during the visit of the girl, he felt their relationship was having problems. He became uncomfortable himself and had to rack his brain to prepare honest answers but not too frontal violate the privacy of his sister who he thought was an adult and entitled to determine the path of love.
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