
"morning, dear," said Satya as she hugged Fatimah from behind.
"Mas Satya," said Fatimah while wriggling slowly feeling a little uncomfortable with what her husband did, all the discomfort appeared because at this time Fatimah had not yet bathed, he just woke up and did the dawn prayer, Fatimah who usually immediately took a bath at this time felt less well and cold, cold, that's why he chose to stand behind the door between the room and the balcony.
"Don't move! you can wake up Joni who is sleeping," whispered Satya right in the ear of Fatimah who is not currently wearing a hijab.
"Joni," said Fatimah, confused by the name that was often spoken by Satya, but never introduced to Fatimah and not even Fatimah ever met a person named Joni.
"Joni who is it, Mas?" plain Fatimah asked, seeing Satya's slightly changed attitude, she was not as cold as when the two first met made Fatimah dare to ask things that made her curious also felt strange, strange, while Satya smiled funnyly at Fatimah's question that sounded so innocent.
"Do you want to meet Joni?" Instead of explaining who Joni really is, Satya actually gave a question that increasingly makes Fatimah feel confused and curious.
"Of course, I'm really curious who Joni really is? You used to say it but I never saw it, you never even introduced Joni to me," honestly Fatimah who made me feel even more amused, it felt like he laughed out loud releasing all the funny feelings that were now settling in him.
"Why did Mas Satya laugh?" Fatimah could no longer refrain from remaining silent and continued to ask without getting a clear answer from Satya, with a quick movement Fatimah immediately broke away from Satya's embrace, Fatimah immediately turned to face Satya and looked at her full of demands.
"Mas, don't make me even more curious and confused with Joni you mean, please explain who Joni is? is he your friend?" Fatimah who felt very curious and a little irritated because she did not get an answer from Satya again asked with a sharp enough gaze fixed on her.
"Don't get upset like that! Right now you don't have to know Joni or even meet Joni, if the time is right you will definitely meet her, maybe you will always miss her every time," satya said while pinching Fatimah's nose squash then passed leaving her without explanation or answer that had been awaited by Fatimah.
"Mas Satya! Why even leave? Answer my question, Mom!" Tell Fatimah in a slightly raised tone hoping Satya will stop and explain first to him, but what Fatimah expects does not happen, he said, because Satya actually accelerated his steps into the bathroom and closed it tightly, so that Fatimah could not pursue him.
"Issh basic nyebelin," muttered Fatimah feeling very irritated by what Satya had just done.
But despite the annoyance of Fatimah's self-control, she still did her duty as a wife.
Putting a change of clothes for Satya on the bed when Satya shower has become a habit as well as a sign of service Fatimah to Satya, although both still quarrel Fatimah still prepare Satya clothes as before.
"Mas, I'm down first. If there's anything Mas Satya wants just call my number!" order Fatimah before she leaves the room.
"Beres" said Satya from the bathroom, and Fatimah, who was convinced that her husband had heard her message, chose to leave the room and walk downstairs to check on her.
"Where are you going, Fatimah?" asked Mama Nia who just came out of the guest room and met Fatimah who also just came down the stairs.
"Don't worry about anything today! because specifically for today until the completion of your mother's studies, Mama will handle everything," said Mama Nia who quite make Fatimah feel happy, moved and grateful mixed into one, and the, without a word Fatimah immediately hugged Mama Nia trying to express all the feelings she was now feeling.
"Not crying!" mama Nia said as she gently rubbed the back of Fatimah who was currently crying in her arms.
"Never feel alone, baby! There are mama, papa, Kak Satria and Satya who will always accompany you," continued Mama Nia who understands what Fatimah feels right now.
Mama Nia who already has no parents is very understanding with the feelings of Fatimah at this time, losing parents is not an easy thing to pass, it is not easy to pass, even so Mama Nia did not want to see Fatimah continue to grieve and slumped with her current situation.
"You better rest in the room! Let mama take care of everything," Mama Nia again said things that she thought were good for Fatimah at this time.
"Keeping in the room is not a good thing, Ma, the memory of my mother will be more pronounced if I continue to confine myself in the room, can I help mom and get together with the others to prepare for the study tonight?" Said Fatimah who felt if she would get worse when alone in the room.
"Whatever you think can ease the burden in your heart, and whatever you think can make you feel so much better then do it! Mama will always support you" said Mama Nia who never stopped gently rubbing Fatimah's back trying to strengthen her daughter-in-law.
"At least I have friends to talk to, and see you guys joking around with, that way I'll feel a lot better" Fatimah said.
"Well, now we go to the kitchen and start getting everything ready." Invite Mama Nia with a smile that looks so sincere on her face.
With a slow but definite step Fatimah walked hand in hand with her mother into the kitchen where there were so many people who were busy with their respective work.
"Miss why are you here?" welcome the assistant at home.
"I want to help you, Bik" replied Fatimah lightly.
"Isn't it better for Miss to rest in the room? Miss must be tired after accompanying the late Madam in the hospital and taking care of everything related to the mistress yesterday" said the housekeeper who was at Fatimah's house.
The assistant's intention was good, he did not want to, Fatimah was getting tired because she helped prepare for the study later that night.
"Let Fatimah do what she wants, Bik, at least what she does can make her feel a lot better," prevented Mama Nia who didn't want to see anyone get in the way of Fatimah's current desires.
"If indeed what the Madam said is true, then Bibik can only follow and help Miss Fatimah," said the assistant who now looks down feeling guilty about what he just said.