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I never blamed love or hated it

Love comes without me denying its presence

Maybe I'm the one who can't balance love with logic

When I feel love

I fell asleep, forgetting the consequences

And finally all I got was disappointment

~Fajrurraihan~

Faris who saw Aisha was talking to someone who knew who it was because it was covered by a tree branch that was thick enough to immediately approach his wife.

“Sayang ...,” call Faris approaching Aisha.

“Eh Brother,” replied Aisha who was rather surprised to see who came, she was afraid her husband would misunderstand.

Faris widened her smile as she approached Aisha.

“Mas thinks who San is talking to Aisha, knows you,” said Faris greeting Gus Hasan.

“Ah This Hasan only want to return to have Mba Aisha Mas,” replied Gus Hasan clumsy.

Faris only has a beard.

“Abang purposely here or where to go?” ask Aisha.

“Oh Abang want to super market front, taunya see Ica here.”

Gus Hasan just smiled bitterly at Faris' call to his wife.

“Loh why not say the same Ica? Can it be all.”

“Nothing, all sports,” replied Faris lightly.

“Ya come on! Ica come,” said Aisha who directly carried Faris.

“We first ya San,” said Faris say goodbye to Gus Hasan.

“Ah Yes Mas, monggo.”

There was a tightness that hit again when Gus Hasan had to go back to witness their togetherness, but he was quite self-aware.

“If you're happy with her, it's okay. Let this wound be my business,” murmured Gus Hasan when Faris and Aisha were away.

***

“Mba Sani where?” asked Karina when entering Rafa's room to see Azka herself who was busy playing with Rafa.

“This is a weekend,” Azka replied without looking at Karina.

“Indeed. Continues?” karina asked confusedly while putting her things on the table.

“Ya Mba Sani I told you off.”

“Why?” tanya Karina did not understand the meaning of Azka's conversation.

“Yes I want to take care of Rafa myself. Can't be close to your own child?”

“Oh. Why wasn't I told to take a day off too?”

This time Azka turned her head towards Karina with Rafa still in her arms.

“I'm the CEO, not a doctor who can take care of nutritional problems like you,” Azka replied while handing Rafa over to Karina's sling.

Allah is indeed the One who turns back the hearts of men, before meeting the figure of Azka, a fashionable and career woman like Karina did not like children like Rafa at all, even to carry him, he cannot.

But now, since the curiosity of this one-child widower man, to just hold Karina is smart enough because it is so accustomed.

“I wait 10 minutes below, prepare all the needs of Rafa,” said Azka when she saw Karina who had finished taking care of Rafa.

“Where are you going?”

“My company is shopping,” Azka replied without turning her head.

“Mumpung me again off, let Rafa not bosen also.”

Karina only ‘oh’ ria responded to Azka, then immediately laid Rafa to prepare for the needs to be brought.

“Newly I met a guy like gini, it's cold for mercy, like to rummage as well,” Karina murmured in the middle of her activity to clean up Rafa's belongings.

10 Minutes Karina was right down with Rafa as well as all his needs that Karina had prepared. Azka who was ready was waiting in the middle room made Karina stunned by her appearance.

Azka who usually appear with all the perfection of his wibawanya, now just use casual makeup with hoodie and jeans soft blue matching.

“Oath! Not like a widower who already has a child.”

“Sampe when to stand and hold like that?” tanya Azka who saw Karina was actually pecking at the end of the stairs.

***

On the first trip to Turkey, Gus Hasan left early in the morning with all family members, including Faris and Aisha who deliberately delayed their return to Surabaya in order to bring her cousin first.

The flight at 07:10 which was taken forced Gus Hasan as well as the family ndalem who will take him to be awake and get ready when the dark has not even fully lifted.

The car they were driving had just stopped in the drop off zone of the departure terminal. Gus Hasan lowered his own suitcase with the help of Faris.

Heavy too, thought Gus Hasan. It should have been heavy, because the suitcase contains all its needs for Turkey that somehow long. Maybe until the wound is quite better.

After unloading his suitcase, in the passenger seat Gus Hasan ransacked his backpack, the last inspection before heading to a new place.

They spend time with breakfast first, sitting around until they are ambushed by boredom, but it seems like it is better than having to miss a flight.

Inside the airport, pairs of eyes meet the same view that is also struggling to beat drowsiness, screeching suitcases lethargic after a flight that is quite tiring, tiring, or walk hurriedly to the waiting room chasing the flight schedule without much time left.

“Paution, Turkish Airlines passengers with flight number GA328 to Istanbul are welcome to board the aircraft through door A12.” The sound of pre-boarding announcements clearly filled the waiting room.

Gus Hasan rose up to prepare his belongings, greeting one by one his family who also drove him.

“Change the same Umi well yes here, take care of health. Hasan promised definitely will always ngabarin you guys,” said Gus Hasan after breaking his embrace, seeming occasionally he rubbed the net ends.

“You take care of yourself yo Le, often-frequently-you news for us,” said Kyai Safar let go of his son. While Nyai Hamidah was silent, busy wiping the tears that were getting louder.

“Be careful ya San.” Now it was Ning Sabina's turn to tears that were getting louder.

“Iya Mba, definitely.”

“Fakih is fine at home, do not be naughty with Umi,” continued Gus Hasan on his nephew who was in his Ning sling.

Gus Fakih was just silent with the same silent gaze, as if understanding the atmosphere at that time.

Then Gus Hasan turned to hug his cousin, making Aisha who had been linking fingers to her husband's arm must release it first. Both eyes look wet.

Lastly Gus Hasan greets Aisha, hoping that her departure this time is completely at peace with her memory of Aisha.

Aisha simply smiled, staring at the bewildered Gus Hasan who was looking at her with a hard to decipher gaze.

“You are a memory I can only remember without being able to hold. Just meet in hope, without being able to be true.”

This is not the first time Gus Hasan has gone abroad and is far from family. Four years in Al-Azhar enough to make Gus Hasan accustomed to far away from family.

But his departure this time was quite different for him, precisely the reason why he chose to leave, but the reason it was currently present actually took off his departure.

Lastly before Gus Hasan actually left, he again hugged Uminya who was still shedding tears, Gus Hasan took off his embrace and wiped the tears of divorce on his face. It was not this kind of fate that he had hoped for.

The announcement of the final boarding echoed, making Gus Hasan really have to step up. Gus Hasan began to walk away from his family, smiling with a wave to them.

Kyai Safar's family walks out of the airport when Gus Hasan is no longer seen. They saw the plane heading for Istanbul flying in the air.

Tears continued to wash over Nyai Hamidah's face. Who will his son be there with? Did he live well?, worries just kept flashing filled his mind.

“Yes Allah take care of my son, wherever, under any circumstances.”

***

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