
There was a connected tone, but no one raised either. Aydin was upset until finally someone raised as well.
"Assalamualaikum," said one woman across the street, who else if not Rini.
"Waalaikumsalam, sorry, Bik. Is Nayla there? I was muttering to him, but no one knew. Everyone was worried, he was gone only two with Nuri," asked Aydin with an explanation.
Rini was silent, she did not know what to say. Nayla forbids him to tell anyone, but the woman knows Yasna's family must be worried. After all, Emran's family is not someone who can be lied to.
"Why silence? Is Nayla there, Bik?" ask Aydin again.
"Yes, he's here." That's what Rini gave me. He didn't want this to be a problem later.
"Then I'll be there."
"Aydin, wait a minute! Let Nayla and Nuri here. Nayla also needs time to be alone with her daughter."
"What does Aunt mean? At home too she was always with her daughter."
"But if in your house they don't have time for both, there's always someone else who catches Nuri's attention, and forgets her mother."
"Isn't that natural for a child? Why should you bother with it? As long as he's okay it's not a problem, right? Nayla should be grateful that many love Nuri."
"All mothers in this world also want to be close to their daughters, including Nayla. Understand Aydin, just this time."
"But, Bik. I don't want anything to happen to my daughter. She-"
Not yet finished Aydin spoke, Rini had already cut off his words.
"Nayla couldn't have hurt her daughter. He will surely guard with all his soul and body."
Both are silent, Aydin is still heavy, but he is unlikely to force Nayla home. Maybe they need time to get closer together.
"Well, Bik. if that's the best thing for them. Assalamualaikum."
"Getishalight."
Rini closes her call, then meets Nayla who is coaxing Nuri to sleep. However, the little girl refused to sleep and whined for someone close to her.
"Ma ... Pa ... Ante ... Ani," racau Nuri.
"Yes, this is Mama. It's Grandma too."
"Ma ... Papa."
"Nay, shouldn't you go home? Bibik was afraid that Nuri was depressed and became ill. Yasna's mother once said that Nuri can't be suppressed. Maybe he'll go to the hospital."
"It's still not pa-pa, really, Bik. Yesterday the first time I met him he screamed, so it hurt. Now, right, no. He's just whining so, it's natural."
Rini is also sorry to see Nayla who cannot be close to her daughter, but Nuri is not a child that can be forced. The woman prayed that everything would be fine.
*****
"Where's the queen, Mother?" ask Afrin who just joined in the middle room.
"At Rini's house with her mother."
Afrin nodded. Accustomed to the presence of the little girl, make the house feel lonely. Everyone feels that. Maybe it's time they let go of Aydin's family. Although it feels heavy, but it is already the way.
"Nuri's needs have been prepared there, brother?" ask Yasna to her son.
"Already, Mother," said Aydin lying. He couldn't have told Yasna the truth. It would make that woman hurt.
"Afrin, did you get the college you wanted? Or do you want to get married?" asked Emran who deliberately wanted to tease his daughter.
"No want! I'm going to college. I got the college I wanted."
"Papa don't try my soul mate, yeah! I don't want to." Afrin looked at her papa with a sharp look.
*****
At night Yasna awoke with sweat. She has nightmares about Nuri, the woman tries to calm down, but the dream's shadow looks very clear, Yasna takes her phone and contacts Nayla. However, the number is still inactive.
Yasna's worries are getting bigger. She also woke up her husband.
"Ma ... Papa."
"Yes, Honey. What was? You can't sleep?" asked Emran with his hoarse voice.
"I just had a nightmare about Nuri. I'm worried something's happened to her. Go, Pa! We wake up Aydin, tell him to go to Rini's house to see Nuri."
"Why not just contact."
"Nayla's phone is inactive. Go, Pa! We're going to Aydin's room."
Inevitably Emran indulges in his wife's desire to wake Aydin up. Yasna walked first followed by Emran who was still very sleepy.
As soon as he arrived in front of his son's room, the woman knocked on the door so hard that the owner of the room immediately got up and sure enough, the door opened, Aydin looked in the eyes.
"Yes, Mother, what's wrong?" ask Aydin while yawning.
"Aydin, you go to Bik Rini's house now, yes! Mother is worried that something will happen to Nuri. Mother had a nightmare about the boy."
"But, this Mother is very late, tomorrow only," said Aydin who had just seen the clock on the wall turned out to be still midnight.
"Wait for tomorrow now. If you need to stay there too. Mommy just wants to know the state of Nuri, after seeing the condition is fine, Mommy will calm down."
Aydin who saw the look of anxiety on his mother's face felt unbearable. The man also agreed with Yasna's wish. Even though he is currently in a very sleepy state. He was also afraid something might happen.
"Alright, Mother. I'm gonna go over there. I'm gonna wash my face and change clothes first."
"Yes, hurry, don't take it long."
"Yes, Mother." Aydin closed the door and prepared.
Yasna and Emran leave Aydin's room. They decided to wait in the living room. Going back to the room was free, the woman definitely could not sleep.
Although Emran was sleepy, he kept his wife company until he calmed down. Not how long did Aydin come out in casual clothes. However, it still looks neat. The man also carried an unused jacket.
"Why is Mother not sleeping? Mother also must take care of health. This is also I want to go there."
"Mother can't sleep either" Yasna said. "When you get there, give the same news Mother, yes! Don't forget."
"Yes, Mother. I'll go first, assalamualaikum."
"Getishalight."
Aydin passed away leaving his parents behind. The sound of a car leaving the courtyard of the house made the two people who were in the living room sigh deeply.
"Now Aydin is leaving, isn't he, honey. Comeing! Now we're sleeping" asked Emran.
"I can't sleep, Pa."
"Tried first, while waiting for a call from Aydin."
At the insistence of Emran finally the wife wants to go to the room. Until thirty minutes passed, Yasna's phone rang with Aydin's name on it. Soon the woman picked him up.
"Hello, assalamualaikum."
"What!"