Solihah Women the Love of the Heart
ep 41 - Move On

While waiting for nightfall, I was going to go to the kitchen to make dinner with Mom because this afternoon Rangga Kak came home. I cook the family's favorite food jengkol stew. I did it while listening to the murotal of the Qur'an steled from my phone. A surah sung by the readers of the international Qur'an that makes this heart cool.

When I was cooking fish, I was daydreaming about what Hafidzah was talking about. Do I really love Joseph?

"Racao!" Mom called me from the front yard.

"Yes Mom!" I was shocked to hear Mom's scream.

"What are you cooking at all? How smelly is that!" I also woke up from my daydream and saw the fish that was cooked turned out to be charred.

"Astagfirulabadim..."

Mother who was sweeping the front yard immediately rushed to the kitchen to come up to me because she felt her nose smell a bad smell.

"Why Ca?" ask Mother.

"No, no..."

"Loh! How charred is the fish, you daydream?" Mom smiled mischievously when she saw her fish was so charred.

"No... No, that's not..."

"Don't lie to you! That's his face red,"

I couldn't say anything more to Mom, I told Mom everything. Starting from the beginning of Hafidzah came, the kindness of Hafidzah when he was Joseph's wife, the maturity of Hafidzah, to the solihahhan Hafidzah until Hafidzah invited me to refer to Joseph. Finally Mom set me up to seduce me to tell her about my feelings for Joseph.

"You still love Joseph?" mother asked, turning my body in front of her.

"I don't know" I said, looking down.

Mother held up my chin that was bowing with her hands.

"Juest to Mom!" Mom urges me.

"I don't know Mom,"

"ah! Don't you think you've moved on? This is how you moved into Morgan's heart?"

I just smiled with a reddened face in embarrassment.

Sometimes I am still waiting for your presence in my life, but now my heart is tired, tired of all your dissatisfaction with love. Maybe this is the best path for me and will try to let go and forget you forever. It's not easy to forget the person who has been waiting for seven years, but I have to really move on and start learning to organize new lives with others.

It was a beautiful night and I saw thousands of stars

in the sky shone the vast black sky. The sound of crickets sounding earthy along with the sound of frogs completes a quiet night. The trees around the house were reverberated by the thundering wind cooling the soul.

Tid... Did...

"Assalamallaikum" Rangga got out of his car while saying his greetings.

"Greetings, here I bring the suitcase..."

"Mother is Ca?"

"There,"

Brother Rangga went inside the house while loosening his tie. I also followed Kak Rangga while pulling the suitcase carried by Kak Rangga.

"Assynnolt,"

"Waalaimumsalam, Allah Rangga you are handsome..." Mom immediately hugged Rangga. Rangga sister also returned the embrace of Mother.

"Kok Caca is here anyway Mom? not the same husband," while staring at me.

"Have eaten first you must be hungry!"

***

I opened my eyes, I opened my eyes and rubbed them into my two eyes with my two hands. I looked at the window the sun had not yet risen. The hour hand crawled towards 04:30. I think all my life has not been muddy so it still feels sleepy and limp.

I got up and rushed to the bathroom to pick up ablution and then came out of the bathroom to perform the Fajr Prayer.

"Read..." Brother Rangga opened the door to my room and then sat on the edge of the bed because he saw me praying.

"Loh! What's wrong with Rangga in my room?"

"Ca, I want to take you for a walk..."

"A... What's?" I was shocked because not usually Brother Rangga took a walk.

"Cock surprised?"

"Yes, it's a shock! Tumben-tumbenan Kak Rangga took me for a walk..."

"So don't want it?"

"I... Yes, I want to, I want to..."

"If so, don't talk too much! Now get breakfast! After breakfast we leave..."

"Yes,"