
Ghazzy smiled when he saw Al was still careless and did not want to greet all the residents of the house including children. He even booked a ticket back to Borneo for tomorrow morning.
" Faiz Mas, Adek Fawwaz. Wake up Papa Al. We pray Maghrib congregation. " said Ghazzy while confirming the Fawwaz.
" Are you sure he wants a Ghazzy ? " ask Azalea, who was in the mosque of the house with Zaskia and Bia.
" When the kids ask for it. He wants Ma." replied Ghazzy.
" Same Mama Ara too Well ? " ask Fawwaz.
" Yes dong Dek Fawwaz. Call Opa Leon too " said Bia
" Siiayapp !!"
Adzan maghrib has finished reverberating. Tian and Leon were already sitting around waiting for the arrival of his children.
Azalea smiled happily when she saw Al wearing a white cocoa shirt and a color glove. Holding both hands of her children. There was Clara who was smiling behind Al. Bia hopes Al will become a prayer priest at this time. Let all the Al family know. Al did not forget his duty as a Muslim though he often forgot it.
" Mas Faiz, Dek Fawwaz, tell Papa to be the Imam of his prayers. Tomorrow morning Papa and Mama Ara have to return to Kalimantan, " said Gahzzy.
Bia smiling.
* Aahh, Hubby is sensitive to my feelings. *
" really ? Ahh, we don't have any more playmates Pa. " complained Fawwaz.
" Why should you go Pa ? "
" Salat first baby. Talk later ya. "reproved Bia when he saw Al about to bow to talk to his children.
Al smiled happily to hear Bia call him dear. That call was for his children.
" Siaaaap Mommy. Come on Pa, so Imam. "tell Faiz.
The smile on Al's face slowly disappeared. He saw Gahzzy who answered a nod as well as Bia.
Tian immediately declared the sign of prayer to begin immediately. Ghazzy and Leon were children immediately standing in their respective places. So did Azalea, Zaskia, Clara and Bia. There's also Wimpi and Bik Amy.
Azalea even cried in her prostration because she was moved Al could still be a prayer priest.
Al and Clara have been in Borneo for three days. Still as usual do not reply to each other. Clara saw Al in the balcony of her house.
" Do I bother you ? " ask Clara a little hesitating as she sees the dreamy Al.
Al. Looking at Clara who was carrying two cups I don't know what they were.
" No, "he answered briefly as he leaned against the balcony railing facing Clara who was already sitting there.
" I want to talk to you about something. Are you busy ? "
Al shook his head but did not turn his gaze to Clara. He was still staring at the cell phone containing a photo of Bia and her children. Which was taken while they were in the hospital. And also put up a photo when he fell asleep in bed holding Bia's hand and hugging Faiz as the wallpaper of his phone.
" speak. "
Clara swallowed her bitter saliva. Because Al got an indifferent attitude is very contrary to the attitude of Al on Bia.
" We can't keep going like this. I'm your wife, you can't ignore me like this. "
Al took a long breath.
" What do you want ? "
" Peace Mas. " replied Clara firmly.
Clara's answer made Al look up and look at Clara confused.
" You mean ? "
" I'm sorry for being so selfish in keeping you and our marriage. When I knew you loved Bia. But you can't treat me like this Mas Al. At least we were friends. You know I've always thought of you like my own brother. Does that mean nothing to you at all ? "
Al was silent for a moment. Put the phone in his pocket. He sat down next to Clara. He also realizes that his attitude towards Clara is outrageous.
Clara thrust a cup of warm coffee toward Al. With a cold and flat attitude Al drank the coffee. Then I looked at Clara.
" Yes I know Mas. But, at least let me try to make you accept me Mas. Kalopun later you still can not accept me, I appreciate your decision. Or, suppose we are still as friendly as we used to be. "
" Are you sure ? You're gonna hurt Clara. "
" Two years. For the past two years, you have not realized that you have hurt me with your indifference. "
Al lowered. Then I looked back at Clara.
" I'm sorry Clara. I don't know what I should do. "
" Take me like the old Clara. Consider me your best friend as before. "
" I'll try it Clara. "
" I'm tired of being home alone. Let me work. In the office, it is okay too. "
Al fell silent again, as if he were thinking hard.
" all right. You can be my secretary in the office. "
" Creally ? Ahh, I'm so happy. Thank ye. Thank you "clara exclaimed happily as she clasped Al's hand and kissed Al's back accidentally.
Al was a little awkward with Clara's expression. But he didn't want to ruin Clara's mood. Just this time she saw Clara smiling at home. The smile that Al had seen while at Bia's house. Aahh, Bia, I miss you. Her thought.
Seeing Al who was silent. Clara pulled her hand. Afraid Al objected to his attitude. He did not want Al to keep his distance from him.
" I'm sorry. I'm too happy. I'm sorry Mas Al. "
" I'll let you know if Reiga has prepared your documents. "
Al smiles and drinks Clara's coffee again. For some reason the look of Bia's face was reflected in his eyes.
" Ehhemm,, "
Clara looked over as Al cleared his throat.
" Can I have something, Clara ? "
" What is that ? " ask Clara happy.
This was the first time they had spoken this close after all this time.
" Don't call me Mas. ", said Al.
" Why is it ?" ask Clara wonder. Even though he himself is also still trying to get his tongue used. Speeti is what Bia says.
" Call Al like you used to. I'm not used to taking it from you yet" replied Al flatly.
Though every time Al heard Clara call him with 'Mas', surely the thought of Al always Bia.
Clara.
* Surely because that call you always hear from Bia, Mas. Aahh Bia, it is not easy to shift your position in the heart of Mas Al.* Inner Clara.
" I'm sorry Clara. "
" It's okay, Al. Never mind. "clara replied with a chuckle to cover up her disappointment.
" Thanks Clara. And I'm sorry, because I still can't get one room with you. I'll sleep in my office. "
" Okay Al. I know you need time. Ehhmm, I mean us. " replied Clara with a smile so that Al was not disappointed.
" I'm back in my study first. "
" yes. "
Clara stared at Al's departure with the vision of Sayu.
" How long shall I be your shadow, Bia. If I didn't recognize you, I'd hit you " muttered Clara with a laugh.
In the past, he really hated having to be a shadow of Bia. But now, being a woman like Bia became her one dream. Sholeha woman, wife of sholehan and now become a madrassa mother for her children.