Thaha
Longs

Night comes presenting dark and silent, the dim sparkle of the moon is not able to replace the light of the sun that has lodged in the contest, tonight feels darker than the night before, even the silence of the night seemed increasingly gripping without the presence of Louis, since last afternoon I tried to contact him, but none of my many calls he answered, he said, not even my texts he read

"is that busy.....?" I muttered softly, trying to strengthen my heart, and dismissed all the bad thoughts that passed through my mind

I stood close to the front window in the open living room, sending the night wind blowing softly, the cold night wind did not make me turn away from the tightly closed gate of the house

I still wish I could see her coming home, I didn't tell you where Louis was going and what he was doing out there, even he did not have time to say goodbye to me and let me fall asleep without knowing anything, what makes it as rushed as to not have time to wait for me to wake up.....? louis didn't say he was off work today

the feeling of worry entrenched in my chest is not something I like, I also do not like to know the fact that at this time I do not know whether Louis is fine or still feeling restless like this afternoon.....?

what exactly is Louis doing out there.....?

is she okay....?

did he eat his dinner....?

many questions flashed through my mind and none of those questions were answered, not even the night wind seemed to be silent to keep secret what Louis was doing out there

I don't know why I'm a little restless tonight, if Louis used to come home late I'd be fine with it, because at least Louis told me first, and I also know that she's okay

"Zu, it's night, it's not good to be exposed to the night wind for too long" mother came to me who is currently still behind the open window

"Louis hasn't come home yet" I gave my mother a faint smile, I didn't want her to feel the uneasiness that was clutching my mind

"eeemm, he said he wanted to call Louis...? Zu hasn't called......?" mother asked gently, her warm hands touching my cold hands and giving her a warm sweep, I knew she was trying to ward off the cold that danced over my unclosed palm

"not yet raised, I tell Zu, Louis where can I go....?" I seduce in a spoiled tone like I usually do when I want something, and don't forget my flagship puppy eyes

"mother actually did not want to tell Zu, let Zu ask directly to Louis, but it seems Louis was busy, even the wife's phone did not have time to lift" she teased me by pressing her last sentence

this is the story of the mother again mengindir Zu or how.....?

"well, come on in, Louis won't be coming home tonight, he's leaving for Italy" my mother's words made me a little surprised and also a little relieved, surprised because Louis could return home but not say anything, but I'm also relieved to know the fact that Louis is currently close to Mommy and Daddy

"oh, back home turns out, why did mom not say it from earlier anyway, it's a pity her worry was wasted" I did a little protest against mom because I had the heart to let me worry since this afternoon

"eat it, if the husband is not at home, do not encourage joy, but pray a lot do not forget to leave the husband to God, and be sure if God will take care of him, trust God" this is great mother, mother, she could turn into anything that the child needed, even my mother could become a great counselor who was able to solve my problems, and even better I got counseling for free

from my mother I learned a lot, if being a mother is not easy, and a mother is also required to be an intelligent woman who must be able to solve every problem in her household, she said, being able to present solutions to every child problem that will certainly be very diverse, taking care of every need in the household, ensuring the home atmosphere remains comfortable for all family members, he said, no wonder being a mother is the noblest work in Islam, and her reward is also immense by Allah's side, so it will be very unfortunate if the vital role and main tasks like a mother is replaced by a baby sitter or others

"Astaghfirullah, he is Mom, In she Allah Zu will remember the message of mother" I smiled gratefully, my heart gradually calmed down, the anxiety that gripped my mind slowly began to fall apart

sometimes we forget a very important point when faced with God, forget if we have God where we depend, God where we ask for help, and we should surrender to God

I returned to the room with a calmer feeling, although the feeling of loneliness and silence was still wandering freely, how could it not feel lonely and silent, he said, usually for the last two weeks there will be Louis with me chatting now I have to go back to the previous habit, reading books, even though it is an activity that I like, but being with Louis I would rather spend time with him doing something new is not a bad thing to do, as long as what we do does not violate the Shari'a and does not bring God's wrath, and it would be even better if the new things we do will bring rewards and love of God

once again I glanced at the advanced flat objects that always accompanied me, but all I found was a silent dark screen

'it looks like he's really busy, or he forgot he had a beautiful wife left at home....?'

I breathed a tired breath, as the question returned to my mind

never mind, better njai first

not wanting to struggle with the longing that was getting more and more unsettling, I went to the bathroom to ablution, rather than spending the rest of the night just to keep quiet, instead, pensively longing for Louis and spending the rest of the night free, I better spend the night by drawing near to God

I better seduce God and cling to the do'a and dhikr that I aspire to him, because only by doing so will my longing reach Louis and my time be more meaningful

lest get wudhu and read the Qur'an