
"Al-Ummu madrasatul ula, idzaa a'dadtahaa a'dadta sya'ban thayyibal a'raq.
The mother is the first madrasah (School) for her child. If you prepare it well, then similarly you prepare a good nation at its base."
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Alfin's words were like the chants of a powerful verse shaking Naina's soul. Not that he does not want to continue his education, or feel enough. It's just that, he wants to focus on studying religion as a provision for him in building a household.
As a verse, the wife is a store of knowledge that will remain to be inherited. The world of the hereafter must be balanced, but the foundation of religion must be solid from the ground.
They sat in a circle in Lita's tomb, Alfin himself who led the prayer as the daughter-in-law of the woman who had given birth to a great daughter. Women who are considered contemptible and lowly, also damage the honor of the woman herself. In fact, he was successful in repentance and through his hands grew a perfectly moral girl.
"Mom, is this Grandma's grave?" halwa asked as she read the name on the tombstone by spelling out the letters one by one.
"Yes, baby." Naina's voice was stuck in her throat, bitter because her mother could not see the happiness she felt now.
Sumiyati sobbed, as a sister she did not know what kind of life Lita lived all this time. Regretting that until the end of his life, he had never talked back to his sister since his passing.
Asep rubbed his wife's shoulders, how understanding with the sadness he felt.
"Udah, orang, Mom. It is calm in nature there. Don't cry," whispered Asep did not make Sumiyati's grief disappear. The woman dropped her head on her husband's shoulder, slapped her face there.
The most sad and certainly very sorry is Adrian. The difficulties of life that Lita experienced were all caused by her.
I'm sorry, Lita. If I had been honest earlier, maybe you wouldn't have had much trouble. I'm really sorry, Lita. Sorry me.
Adrian rubbed his tears, love that was not until that moment was still there. Lita's name was still in her heart.
As the one who once ruined my happiness, I used to hate you so much, but I have forgiven you. Thank you for giving me such an amazing gift. A good boy, a good boy who loves me. I'm sorry for taking your position as her mother.
Habsoh regretted that he had hated Lita, even though all the mistakes came from her husband who did not tell the girl honestly.
"Come! That's enough, don't get too late in the grief. That's not good" said Ahmad ended everyone's grief.
They left the funeral with a relieved heart. Continue the journey to visit Seira. As per the directions from Naina, they arrived in the afternoon.
In front of the restaurant, Seira and her family had stood up to welcome the arrival of the Naina family. Rayan and Fathya are certainly enthusiastic in giving a welcome.
"Welcome back, baby. I'm glad you can visit here," welcome Seira while hugging Naina who has changed a lot.
"Thank God, thank you, ma'am. Nai is also happy to be able to come here again" Naina said returning her embrace.
"Welcome, Sir! Maa shay Allah! Finally here too, come!" Fatih welcomed Adrian and the others. He allowed them to enter his fancy restaurant.
"I don't think Mr. Fatih's restaurant is amazing. This must have been often used by people to make money to party on the weekend," Adrian said excessively.
"Ah, Adrian sir can. Please!" He had prepared a dining table for them to occupy, well served like a VIP guest who rented a place.
Someone was left behind, someone standing at the door of the restaurant, staring at the cars that had just entered the parking lot. Waiting for the appearance of a person, to let go of the shackling longing.
However, for five minutes he stood there, the figure of Joseph who was waiting for him never appeared.
"Mas Yusuf is not coming, Aunt. Kangen, huh?" it was Goda Naina who deliberately approached Biya at the door.
"Why? You guys didn't take him?" ask Biya.
"No, but Joseph himself did not want to. He said later if everything was ready he would come here to sleep with Auntie," replied Naina with a meaningful smile.
Gathering with Biya's cheeks, he held back a smile so as not to stick to the surface. Then, invite Naina to join the others.
"Thank you, Sir. May Allah, Alhamdulillah. We get this unexpected pleasure. Come, please eat. It will be more delicious if we eat together," said Ahmad gratefully.
"Come, kids, eat!" Rayan invited the children to eat. He glanced at Halwa who was beside Naina, being fed by the woman.
Seeing them both like mother and son. Naina was so considerate of the little girl.
"Just stay here, change," Fatih pinta told them.
Unfortunately, activities after the weekend do not allow them.
"Actually we will too, sir, but tomorrow's kids have to go to school. Maybe another time when the wedding here was held," Alfin said.
The girl met, lowered her head while continuing to eat.
"Well, how else?" Fatih smiled understandingly.
Biya glanced at Salma sitting beside her, occasionally looking up at the girl hoping to be asked about school.
"Salma, have you told me your father?" whispered Biya.
The teenage girl nodded, looking at him.
"Where said?" Enthusiastic asking.
"May, Aunt, but wait for semester. Keep saying Dad, all the expenses will be your responsibility. Don't Auntie" Salma replied as Alfin had said.
Biya smiled happily, he was so happy if there was a young man who was talented and willing to develop his talent.
"Yes, Alhamdulillah. It's okay, Auntie is so horrified. You'll live with Auntie, yeah." Biya clasped Salma's hand, the teenager nodded in agreement. Glanced at Alfin who was watching him.
The man smiled meaningfully, closing his eyes convincing Salma to pursue the ideal. The teenager smiled, relieved of heart because Alfin promised to visit him often.
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Fathya hugged Naina tightly, she longed for the past where she often slept together while staying to pour her heart.
"I miss sleeping with Big Brother, but now I have a husband," said Fathya not willing to leave Naina that night.
"Yes, you will get married. What kind of young man do you like?" Naina asked to comfort Fathya's heart.
The eyes of the teenage girl went around looking for a figure that amazed her since attending the lecture that night. He blushed, and chuckled without telling Naina.
"There's, uh," he said mysteriously.
"Well, why are you wailing? Hayo, find who? Wildan or Hamdan?" his gura made Fathia's cheeks increasingly converge.
"What, anyway, sister?"
Naina laughed, guessing for sure one of Alfin's children who managed to captivate Fathya.
That night, they separated. As planned, Alfin and Naina go to spend time together. They exchange cars with Adrian, and during that time the children will stay with them.
"Wildan, there's a greeting from Fathya. Look, that pretty girl over there!" seductive Naina patted the shoulder of a teenage boy who looked so quiet.
"Sister!" Fathya whined, laughed at everyone.
Wildan glanced, there was no expression he displayed. Just stared at Fathya for a while, then turned around following his brother.