Tahajud Love
Chapter 102 “Tahajud Cinta”

Yulian let out a long sigh, several times he also said dhikr as a reminder of the greatness of Allah SWT. And he only resigned to the destiny that will be lived, because keeping him heart is not easy.

“For that much to say to you, Hafizha... Abi will say it now. But... Abi knows your heart will be hurt. And not only your heart, surely your Mother's heart will be equally hurt if you are angry with her after knowing all this.”

Julian felt filled with anxiety. And to the Lord alone he complained of all the pain and unrest in his heart.

At exactly 12:31 pm in Edinburgh, the voice of the dzuhur adhan has reverberated. Yulian who heard a little distance away instantly decided to immediately clean her body first.

And under the cold water Yulian soaked all over his body, for now his brain was killing water to cool him down.

“It feels fresh once.” Yulian enjoyed every splash of water that ran from the end of her hair base to the tip of her foot.

After feeling fresh in his body, Yulian prepared a creamy cocoa shirt, puppet-patterned sarongs, pitch-black peci and also a long prayer mat that he had stretched. The four rakaat prayers have been performed solemnly'.

After ending the prayer with dhikr Yukian raised his hand and prayed to Allah SWT.

“Yes Allah, O Lord.. again the servant complains of all grievances that make the servant feel uneasy. Give me the strength of heart and firmness in the heart of my daughter, if it is time to know who He really is.”

“Because really after difficulties there will be ease. Aamiin.” Julian guaranteed his prayers.

After the prayer, Yulian continued by reading the mushaf even though only one verse. Because for him it is mandatory if there is free time, and if the journey is far now also made easier is not it, can read through a mobile phone.

“Alhamdulillah,” said Yulian with great relief.

After that Yulian melioat his prayer mat, but he did not change clothes and still wearing a cocoa shirt and sarong that still wrapped his body tightly.

“Sepi really this house, so feel alone.” Yulian swept through every corner of the room in his house, but he did not find a single person who was there.

“It's Abi, what...I should ask now? Ahtar's bang is also sleeping in the room, He won't know. But..” Hafizha hung up her words.

For a moment Hafizha recalled what Ahtar had ordered earlier, which made her heart hesitant to ask that question. And now Hafizha's heart and mind are at war, which makes him feel tired if he remembers every word Alex says twisting in his memory.

“I'll wait, Abi. If in the near future Abi does not ask or say it clearly and clearly to me, sorry Hafizha kept back the myriad of questions that she wanted to ask Yulian.

Yulian looked at the clock stuck to the wall, as it had entered the lunch time Yulian was trying to help Light and Inem by cooking it to serve as their lunch meal together.

“Assalamu'alaikum,” say hello from Alex who is opposite.

“Waalaikumsalam. What's the matter with you calling me, Tristan? Is anything important?” raya Yulian to the point.

“Begini, I. would like to make a submission with Loundry company in various cities. Can also be in Indonesia, how?”

“If it can be profitable and halal it's okay, I agree. It's up to you how to start, I'm still again. dizziness.” Yulian's head suddenly throbbed with pain as he recalled the matter of Hafizha and Khadijah.

From across Tristan a long sigh, he knew very well how the problem of Yulian had to be faced when the problem came in a row.

Tristan confirmed Yulian's remarks, after which the phone connection was terminated and Yulian resumed her activities in the kitchen. Just make porridge for Khadijah only, because the others are finished.

“Alhamdulillah, finally done too. Now... just serve on the table.” Julian smiled proudly.

When Yulian arranged the dishes and cooked food on the table, Hafizha suddenly came to help.

“Hafizha help yes, Abi.” Hafizha walked back and forth, picked up the food that was still on the stove and then moved onto the plate, after which it was placed on the dining table.

Yulian smiled, without realizing Hafizha was growing older. But still, Yulian did not want to be rash in deciding on a decision.

“Alhamdulillah, finally done. And you, Hafizha, can call the Brother of Light, your brother, and also Abdullah and Inem. Ask them to have lunch soon, fearing this food will get cold if delayed.”

“Good, Abi.” Hafizha nodded, then stepped foot and headed towards the place where the person called Yulian was.

Yulian prepared a warm porridge into a bowl, not forgetting a glass of water and then both were placed on a tray. After that Yulian took him to the room, upon arrival in the room looks Khadija has been awakened.

“Awake up, Neng,” said Yulian after opening the door.

“Yes already, eat first! Hubby already made porridge for Neng, and guaranteed good.” Yulian poured a spoonful of porridge into Khadijah's mouth after reciting the prayer.

Khadijah beguyu enjoyed the porridge that Yupian deliberately made for him. There was a savory taste and a special element of delicacy for Khadija, because Yulian made it lovingly.

Yulian patiently fed Khadijah until the porridge was exhausted and ended with the reading of hamdalah as gratitude for having been given service by Allah SWT.

“Yes already, take the medicine first! After that, just rest again,” said Yulian.

“Well, should you now take the medicine? Can't... be delayed?” bargain Khadija.

Yulian smiled faintly, then rubbed his top of Khadija's head.

“Why, Neng? Take the medicine so Neng can heal quickly. Keep us...” Yulian hung up her words.

Khadijah was eyeing his eyebrows, as if he was curious about what Yulian was going to say.

“Keep us what? Why not follow up anyway speaking?”

“Continue we move to Medan, do therapy there only. Hows it? Does Neng agree? If not anyway, it's also okay.”

Khadijah nodded, a sign that he agreed to move to Medan. Because of the one he wanted at the moment, a visit to Aisyah's tomb. After years of not meeting, longing was felt in Khadijah's heart. Even if you do not meet with Aisyah, at least Khadija can pray when visiting her tomb later.

“Abi hasn't eaten yet, want Hafizha get it?” Hafizha Laughter.

Yulian nodded, Yulian's smile never fading as Hafizha treated him like a real father. But his heart was so heartbroken as he recalled how unfortunate Hafizha's fate had been in the past.

“Thank you, son! You don't eat anymore?”

“Hafizha is full of Kok Abi. Hafizha.. accompany Abi just sit here,”.

“As of you only,”

Hafisha who was sitting next to Yulian continued to stare at him without blinking. And it made Yulian feel astonished, for it was rare for Hafizha to be like that. However, Yulian let only Hafizha who looked at him like that, because to Yulian it was adorable.

“Why did Abi eat it while smiling so?”

“Lha continues, why are you staring at Abi like that? Sure... any want?”

Yulian looked at Hafizha deeply, until he penetrated to the bottom of the Hafizha's heart. And it really made Hafizha feel at ease, getting genuine love from a father.

“Kok Abi know?”

“This guy is your dad, Abi knows you more than yourself, son. Abi always knows how you are, what you want and everything about you. So just say, what do you currently want from abi.”

Yulian continued to eat until it was finished and let Hafizha who was sitting. Hafizha was thinking if only Yulian was not his biological father eating his heart would be broken, melted. There was a fear that Yulian would not love him anymore.

Hix... Hix... Hix...

There was a soft crying sound from Hafizha, he could not hold back what was a burden in his mind at the moment. It might be tough, but it's a reality that he has to face.

“Why are you crying, son? Did Abi hurt your heart, hmm?”

“Abi... can not if Hafizha asked according to Abi?”

Yulian turned her head, in her gaze Hafizha who had been bowed hid her cries.

“What's right... Hafizha is not... Abi and Umi Aisyah's biological children? Hix... Hix... Hiks..”

Degs...

Seriate...