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Sunlight has increased when a woman looks struggling with her kitchen equipment.

Some kinds of foods with a very appetizing aroma have been presented neatly on a glass table with chairs that have been neatly lined there. And it seems that lately the chair has increased the personnel who occupy it.

Yes, that's because Faisal has been visiting more recently and not infrequently even staying in an apartment that is now occupied by his sister and mother.

Contrary to Aisha who is busy with cooking, a man just opened his net when the sunlight felt peeking from behind the curtains and disturbing his sleep. It was seen he stretched his body for a moment before then turning the door knob and watching his sweet sister being so serious about cooking shows.

“Morning her sister The most beautiful sister ..” With his nosiness Faisal scrambled the long mane of Aisha who was not wearing her hijab.

“Ish Brother ... wake up to the bathroom wash face,” Aisha who now just found the other side of the man who not long ago he knew was his brother.

Cup, one sweet kiss landed on Aisha's cheek makes the owner more furious, “Since when did Aish become a gini?” ledek Faisal's getting worse.

“Since his jail Kak Isal appeared and always disturbin Aish.”

But believe me, behind the riots both stored a sense of longing that has been buried for decades, as a brother of course it makes Faisal and Aisha just want to know each other better.

“Mother where is Dek?” faisal asked in the middle of his chewing to enjoy food made by Aisha who seemed to inherit the cleverness of cooking from her mother.

“Aish also did not know about it earlier in the morning Aish also slept again, when I woke up I was not there. Last night sent a message he said Mother had business outside for a while,” said Aisha explained what she knew.

“Loh why not ask for anterin Sister anyway?” faisal protested feeling guilty for making his mother have to go alone.

“Surely Mother all over Kak Isal sleep like a faint person is very difficult to build, how would you like to ask anterin.” Now it is Aisha's turn to take care of her sister.

“Where is Brother Kayak so yes .. ants through Aja Brother Denger Dek.”

It made Aisha who was chewing her food immediately chuckled at the babbling of her brother, “Garing ih Kak Isal.”

“Garing-garing you laugh already like again watching stand up comedy tuh,” Faisal sneer while continuing his breakfast.

Warm chats also irrigate the breakfast of the two brothers who have long separated. Seeing his sister grow up to be an extraordinary woman was filled with sadness in Faisal's heart because he did not participate in watching how his sister grew up to be like now, even though since his mother was pregnant first, he was so eager to wait for the birth of his sister's candidate.

“Kak Isal does not do what ngajar?”

“There is, to campus later in the afternoon, meeting with clients later in the afternoon. So this morning Brother is free to have the same time Aish, the same Mother also should.”

“Totally?” instantly Aisha's round eyes sparkled hearing the brother's explanation.

“Kalo so Kak Isal must temenin Aish shopping needs this abis house,” continued Aisha immediately finished her meal.

“Happy Princess ...”

Faisal Cengo's face heard it. The Grand Bazaar is one of the oldest markets in the world, located in the Fatih District adjacent to the Hagia Shopia and Blue Mosque Regions. The market which has more than 3000 store booths is a shopping paradise for tourists in Istanbul.

“Oh No, Deck. It's too tight there, too rame. Aish cape.” Just imagining it Faisal was already shuddering in horror. The dense atmosphere of the market filled with people from various directions makes it not too fond of the crowd spontaneously reject the request of the sister.

“Instead, Aish kangen traditional market atmosphere Kak.”

“We go to Istinye Park how is it more cool?” Faisal tried to negotiate.

Aisha seemed to think for a moment, fondling her brother's offer.

“Istinye is also not inferior to the Grand Bazaar loh, if you want the traditional market atmosphere there is an outdoor central park. Okay?”

“OK let’s go!”

Aisha immediately ran to the room to change her clothes and cleaned her kitchen after cooking while waiting for Faisal who was also preparing,

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The cold autumn wind blew the headscarf off a woman holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand. The morning sun accompanied each woman's graceful steps on a stretch of green grass that looked beautifully manicured.

The woman who was about to enter the age of twilight stepped her feet towards one of the mounds of land lined up neatly in each row. As soon as she arrived, the woman seemed to kneel down and put down the beautiful bouquet that had been accompanying her steps since.

Gently the woman stroked a headstone stuck on the top side of the mound, “Assalamualaikum, I came again Mas,” he said raucously withstanding the tightness. In his eyes appeared to have pooled clear liquid that was ready to fall at any time.

“Muhammad Ameer.” Maya smiled rereading the writing engraved on the tombstone she was touching.

“You went too fast, Mas,” said Maya with quivering lips. And this time her tears actually fell past her smooth cheeks which were beginning to appear signs of aging there.

“I'm fine, Mas .. although not as strong as before, but I will still be able to visit your last resting place.”

With a clear highlight save the longing for those beautiful eyes, the gravestone that read her husband's name was long enough, “Oh yes Mas, he said, I've found our son who I thought had caught up with you, Faisal our son is still alive, Mas. All this time he was even in the same country as your resting place. He grew up to be a man like you. Our daughter Aisha has also grown into a beautiful woman as you once hoped, now she has even been edited by a good man who is willing to replace your responsibilities.”

Maya sits herself on the grass next to her husband's grave, “Mas remember? After giving birth to a handsome hero, we used to crave a beautiful princess that Mas said would be very adorable. Our wish is realized Mas, the baby I gave birth to without your presence turned out to be a beautiful princess who inherited the beauty of your face. Now we are complete to have a pair of sons and daughters who God willing, even though I am not a perfect mother, but I promise to educate our sons as well as possible, as our dreams used to be. Even without you, but in them I always feel your presence, Mas.”

The kiss on the headstone that had been bought so long that a flower that thrived on the ground of her husband's grave dropped its petals, right about the top of Maya's head seemed to represent the swipe he should get from someone who is now actually already residing in the underground he incandescent.

“May Allah stretch out your grave, I know you are good people Mas, and may Allah also put you in the best place.”

Maya wipes off her wet net ends and stares back at the mound in front of her warmly, “I miss you, my husband.”

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