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Mentari getting higher, making the heat increasingly penetrated beat the energy of fans and air conditioning that hundreds of numbers installed filled the walls of the Grand Mosque, the, but that does not reduce the distinctiveness of the sea of humans who are perdating in one direction.

Eventually Faris and Aisha made it through seven thawaf rounds. Why seven? Since the Prophet also did it seven times, then this worship is not something that needs to be questioned what the reason is.

Finished with thawaf, Faris, Aisha, and the group prayed on the edge of the Kaaba court, also drinking zam-zam water that was widely available there. The Prophet used to drink zam-zam water after performing thawaf, because indeed the amount of sweat that pours out is feared to trigger dehydration.

The next event was a sai, a small run between the hills of Safa and Marwah, while remembering how difficult it was for Siti Hajar to get water for her son, Ismail.

But it turns out that currently the name of Safa and Marwah hills are no longer in the form of hills, but have become a comfortable enclosed space and become a unity with the Grand Mosque.

Safa and Marwah areas with a width of about 20 meters and a length of about 405 meters must be passed by pilgrims seven times. Which means pilgrims have to climb the 2,835-kilo-meter track barefoot.

Finished with sa'i they pray, then closed by cutting off part of the tip of the hair (tahalul) using scissors that they have cantongi each. They can then return to their hotel rooms.

Alhamdulillah umrah must be the first day running properly, without any obstacles.

While waiting for Aisha who is still wrestling with her bathing ritual Faris chooses to lay down her body. If they do not remember that now they are running Umrah, surely Faris would prefer to join and bathe together with his wife.

But it turns out that fatigue that feels makes the net really feel very heavy, like there is a load of tens of kilos to just keep it awake, to stay awake, plus the softness of the hotel mattress and the coolness of the room by the air conditioning makes Faris' body really drift into his subconscious.

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The sun was almost back to the contest, but Karina did not go home immediately after taking Azka to the airport. Karina actually stepped foot in one of the large shopping centers around the airport.

He intends to buy some kind of toys for Rafa to play during his stay at home, considering Rafa may be bored because at home there is absolutely no child stuff.

With the help of Mba Sani, Karina pushes Rafa stroller towards the children's toy stand, while the grocery trolley is carried by Mba Sani.

And look, Karina almost bought all the various toys in the stand, even now not only Mba Sani who pushed the trolley, but had been helped by some SPG in the stand.

“Nona, this is not wrong as much as this shopping?” asked Mba Sani who was amazed by the behavior of the young lady who was now close to her master.

“Oh there is still less yes Mba? Or Rafa's toys are usually more? Or did I buy everything?” karina said by still sorting out some types of toys on the remaining shelves.

“Nona there is an intention to create a toy store in front of the complex? If only for playing Den Rafa, the existing Den Rafa is even confused to play which was Non,” said Mba Sani really made surprised by the wealth of this prospective mistress.

“Tuan Azka was sultan, how was the marriage of this goddess?” mba Sani muttered.

“Mba! Which one is it again?”

Karina's cry suddenly made Mba Sani surprised from her daydream.

“Jeez Non, this is more than enough. Den Rafa is also only a week at Non's house. Udah let's go home,” invite Mba Sani to switch to encourage stroller young master who remains a henchman with his toys.

“Ih Mba Sani how later if it turns out Rafa is bosen because of his so-so toys? Keep him fussy about his father, how hayoh?” said Karina a little run to match the steps of Mba Sani who had gone first to the cashier table.

“Now will not be! I guarantee.”

“Awas Yes Mba Sani!”

Karina finally relented, following what the nanny said.

***

In accordance with the expectations of Faris and Aisha, the first, second and third days went well.

Today is their last day in Mecca, so thawaf wada (parting thawaf) is scheduled this morning and they will go straight to Medina.

So before leaving for Medina, Faris and Aisha intend to explore the Grand Mosque. They intend to take the camera to the hotel room after doing thawaf wada, but suddenly their steps are blocked by some people who fill the hallway to his room.

“Ah Alhamdulillah there is a doctor Faris and his wife,” said Mr. Said was moved to Faris and Aisha who looked confused and immediately led the two towards the crowd.

“Pak Faris and his wife are both Kek doctors. Mr. Faris please help yah adek this.” Mr. Said as the leader of the group looked panicked to see one of his worshippers was injured.

“Pak doctor, ma'am doctor, please my grandson well,” said the Grandfather approached and held Faris' arm expectantly.

Deg, Aisha was in her place for a moment when she saw who needed her help and the husband.

“This child again,” murmured Aisha still standing in place.

“Since when is this misting Cake?” ask Faris to try to see the condition of the child.

“New this time Doc, but from earlier the blood kept coming out, so I panicked,” said the grandfather.

“Honey please take our medical box in the room well.” Faris looked at the wife who was standing right next to him.

“Iya Bang, just take itin.”

With a little run Aisha then rushed to her room, getting what her husband needed. Faris took the boy to his grandfather's room.

“Whose name is Darling?” ask Aisha while cleaning the blood that continues to flow.

“Farhan, Auntie,” looks so polite, making Aisha widen her sweet smile.

“Now try Farhan look up, let Om medicine first nose yes,” said Faris then drip olive oil into Farhan's nose.

“Honey, please vitamin C.”

Aisha swiftly prepared as her husband instructed.

“Diminum first yes Farhan, let spit recover.” Aisha painstakingly helped Farhan take the vitamin C she had formulated.

“Tadi Farhan abis ngorek idung huh?”

“Iya Om, because it was like idung Farhan was very dry,” said Farhan innocently.

“Later not to be scraped again yes, if Farhan feels dry, just wet the same water zam-zam,” said Faris gently caressed Farhan's head.

Aisha smiled at the behavior of the husband who seemed very fatherly, it seems they should be more extra trying to get a son immediately.

“Create the others too, later if you feel his nose is dry, please do not just scraped yes Sir, Mom. Just wet it with zam-zam water. Because here the air humidity is very thin, so it's only natural that the nose feels always dry. Do not forget vitamin C do not miss ya,” said Faris gave understanding to other pilgrims who also exist.

“Good Doctor,” said them together before finally going out and returning to their respective rooms.

“Thank you Doctor and Doctor Ma helped my grandson,”.

“Sama-sama Cake.”

“Same grandfather Farhan just two aja umroh his Kek?”

Suddenly the question just came out Aisha's lips, her curiosity since yesterday can not be dammed.

“Betul Bu doctor, we are just alone, because we are only two. Farhan's parents have been dead since he was three years old.”

“Innalallahi.”

Immediate compassion runs Faris and Aisha, how can this sweet child have to lose both parents, even though children the age of Farhan really need the affection and attention of parents.

It reminds Faris and Aisha to their parents, Aisha did not even get to see her father's appearance when he was born into the world, but luckily she still has an extraordinary mother figure.

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