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My great lady

Aisha slowly down one by one the stairs to the kitchen, she deliberately slow down her steps because she was worried that she would disturb the sleep of the mother who indeed located her room right at the end of the stairs.

“Astaghfirullah!” pekik Aisha immediately stopped her steps when she saw a white figure standing on her back.

“Let's what Dear?” the question made Aisha open her net slowly.

“Mother?” Aisha was able to breathe a sigh of relief when she found out that the white figure of tadoi was the mother who wore mukena was taking a glass of water in the kitchen.

“Who do you think?” Maya was confused to see the reaction of her daughter who was still sculpting at the end of the stairs.

“Aisha guess who, ngagetin aja aja Ibu,” answers still with the chest that goes up and down in shock and fear.

While Maya only laughed at Aisha's reaction which was like seeing a ghost.

“Tumben clock coming down to the kitchen? You laper?” maya asked for a glass of water in her hand.

“Ah Bang Faris the laper Bu, forgot he had last eaten fitting again North Quay.”

“Loh when does he come home? I'm not sorry yah.”

“He said just aja Bu, Aisha also overslept so do not know deh.”

“Ya already made food first your husband, kasian do not over time. Make a sandwich with milk just let me spit,” said the mother before moving back to her room.

“Any mother dear.”

Aisha immediately struggled to prepare the ingredients as her mother directed. A few slices of her husband's favorite cheese sandwich and a glass of milk had already moved to the plate in her hand, with her immediately returning to the room worried that Faris was waiting for her too long.

“Assalamualaikum.” Slowly Aisha opened the door of her room which was slightly gawking.

Aisha opened the door when her greeting did not find an answer, it turned out that she found her husband prostrating on his alphabet, something that seemed to tickle her heart to see the scene. Her husband always kept his worship despite being busy and tired whatever he was. That is what makes Aisha always feel the luckiest woman because she can be chosen as a companion of Faris Zein Abdullah, a very perfect figure according to her.

“Thank you for granting me the figure of the priest who always keeps his relationship with You O God,” Ogre Aisha before finally putting the food she brought on the table and decided to take the water wudu to set up her evening prayer.

“Ica or not Darling?” the question made the bowed Aisha pray after the wudu looked up.

“Ngak ah for Brother, Ica is still full,” reject it smooth.

“Padahat this is very delicious, dear,” said Faris while chewing a sandwich that has been moved into his hands.

“Udah tau yey, if Ica that makes it must be delicious,” praise he stepped closer to the husband.

“Sih time?”

“Iya dong,” Aisha replied confidently.

“Emang my wife's best bang.”

“Newly Turn on Boss?” aisha's tease again made Faris suddenly laugh even though she was choking on her own food.

“Abang abisin used to eat it, Ica wants to pray first,” he said while using his mukenya prepare for his prayer.

“Any Bidadiku!” faris replied making Aisha smile when she was about to raise her hand in impeccable ihram.

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“We go directly to Hagia Sophia, let me pray Friday there,” Gus Hasan said after glancing at the clock that was coiled in his hand.

“Neither at Blue Mosque?” ayla asked.

Gus Hasan just shook his head.

“I want to feel the atmosphere of Hagia Sophia after being switched to majid.”

“Oh ok,” Ayla replied back staring at the vast waters.

“You agree Hagia Sophia is back in the mosque?” gus Hasan's question made Ayla turn back.

Gus Hasan nodded in understanding. “Yes, it is a big step in the history of the Islamic revival.”

“It was also what made me even more in love with this country after Indonesia. Although many parties opposed the decision, even UNESCO, but President Erdogan was not at all daunted, he even remained on his decision,”, said Ayla praised the President's decision.

“Hagia Sophia belongs to Turkey, so Turkey has the right to turn it back into a mosque. Even any EU country can not force to make the decision,” added Gus Hasan agreed Ayla's opinion.

“Lucky that time I was there watching the first adhan in Hagia Sophia after eighty-six years of being a museum. It was like being reborn to watch hundreds of thousands of Muslims crowded the Hagia Sophia court also held the first Friday prayer there.” Ayla's gaze stared far into the events of that time, she witnessed the special sacred moment with her beloved sister.

“I envy you, if I came earlier at that time, it must be fun to watch the rise of Islam in front of your eyes,” sloppy Gus Hasan tightened his coat, he said, not letting the cold get into his body.

***

Finished preparing her husband's equipment to go to the Hospital, about seven o'clock Aisha went downstairs. His mother has been struggling with the kitchen since when.

“Ica help what is Bu? Aisha asked as she hugged her mother's waist which began to flinch.

If people say that a mother is life for her child and a father is her breath, according to Aisha her mother is life as well as her breath. And his father was a memory that he had to cherish even before his presence could be felt.

Since childhood Aisha can only stare at the nanar when friends her age are picked up to school by their father, she does not know what it feels like. Not that he does not feel jealous of other children because they always put up a shield as if fine, he said, Aisha was just trying not to burden her mother who always fought amazingly for her with her complaints because she felt she had no father. For Aisha her mother is everything, more than anything in the world.

“Sit down and eat dear, call your husband,” Maya replied in a soft voice rubbing the back of Aisha's hand that was still wrapped around her plate.

“Ih Mother, Aisha is already big, Aisha also wants to be a child and a dutiful wife,” she complains to uphold her body.

Maya smiles at her daughter who has become a wife. May her daughter's household always be protected by God also always be bestowed happiness, the prayer that Maya always say in every long prostration.

“Ya has helped Mother to cook her soup vegetables,” said Maya shifted her body to give a pour for her daughter to explore.

“Any Queen Mother!” aisha replied with vigor before finally struggling with the ingredients.

Almost an hour the two women were struggling in the kitchen, some types of food was neatly arranged on the table. Bread with a variety of jam complete with three glasses of milk in front of each chair. Not to forget Faris' favorite sweet sour squid was presented perfectly, especially Aisha who cooked without the help of her mother. While the other dishes are done together with his mother.

“Emmm really fragrant nih.” Suddenly the baritone's voice rang out approaching the two who were still busy with order on the table.

“Great for these two queens, cup, cup.” Each kiss landed on the cheeks of the two great women in Faris's life at this moment.

Aisha immediately prepared dishes and spooned rice for her husband who was already sitting in his chair.

“Oh yes later Mommy will come home just the same? God willing tomorrow walimatussafar at home let everything gather,” said Faris in between meals.

“Iya ready Darling. Oh yes family in Yogya has not been told?”

“Udah Ma'am, Insha Allah tomorrow morning they nyampe,” replied Faris again continue his meal.

“Mom really don't join Bu?” aisha asked to stop eating.

“Iya Bu, even though we leave together will exclaim Bu,” added Faris agreed to the words of his wife.

“You guys enjoy aja Darling, Mom at home just wait for the good news from you,” reject Maya soft.

“What is Bu?” ask Faris to stay focused on her food.

“Bawa dong's granddaughter for Mom,” always Maya makes Faris and Aisha instantly choke on their food, Aisha even her face has met red.

“Loh what's wrong? That's right that's from the guy who went honeymoon?”

“Iya yes ready Queen Mother,” answer both simultaneously.

The three resumed their breakfast by chatting with each other, perhaps envying anyone who looked at him. Because their small family is always harmonious and happy, although in fact each of them are both trying to make peace with a wound that is still quite gaping.

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