The Aisyah Love Pier
Ummi Aisyah

Zafran was silent to hear the words of his mother. It has been five years since the man was left by his wife.

At that time, Zafran who was starting a business got a fraud disaster until his business capital disappeared, making him have to live in a rented house for several months with his small family and mother.

The wife who could not stand the life of the destitute, made the woman desperate to cheat with a rich man. Even for the sake of a better life, he could leave behind his husband and one-year-old son.

It's fallen, hit by the stairs anyway. The proverb is very suitable for Zafran who was then 25 years old. The fall had doubled him up to a few weeks. However, seeing his son and his mother who always accompanied him without complaining, the man tried to get back up.

Until the second year after the test, Zafran's business built from scratch began to develop little by little, and in the third year his business began to grow rapidly to date.

"Where, Aisyah fits right into being Khaira's mother?" The voice of the woman he called mama made Zafran aware of his daydream.

"Mama what the hell? I just met him to make him a son-in-law, if he's married how?" Zafran.

"Let's just be calm, if the problem let mama find out for herself."

"How is it, Ma? Does Mama know where she lives?"

"No, but mom has her own way" said Sofi's mother as she lowered her eyebrows.

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Time has shown at 10 am. Aisyah parked her motorcycle in the school yard where she taught. Where children's voices are heard memorizing the Qur'an.

The woman stepped her feet so gracefully through the school corridor towards the teachers' office.

"Assalamu 'alaikum, '" Aisyah said as she entered the room.

"Wa'alaikum hail, eh tumben you came late Aisha?" said a middle-aged woman who was none other than the principal at the Tahfizh Qur'an school.

"I'm sorry, Mother, there was a bit of misfortune in the street" replied Aisyah as she sat her butt in her workplace chair.

"Cruel? You got to be sick, shah?"

Aisyah shook her head slowly while smiling. "It wasn't me, Mommy, but there were mothers who got lost on the road, so I sent him to the hospital."

"God willing, how kind you are, son," praised the woman, making Ayesha only smile clumsily.

At 10:30, it was time for Aisyah to enter her class. The students who were on average still in their childhood were very enthusiastic if the one who entered was Aisyah, because the woman had a motherly side and a gentle attitude that made all the children feel at home beside her.

Until it is not felt, the school hours are over. Aisyah was about to step her foot out of the classroom, but the crumpled voice of a little girl made her steps stop and turned towards the source of the sound.

"Ummi," called the little girl while running small and hugged Aisyah's body which was now in a knee-bending position, making the little girl able to hug her body freely.

"Ummi, Khaira miss Ummi how slow come anyway?" said the girl so spoiled while taking off her embrace.

"Sorry well, honey, ummi there was some business outside for a while, oh yes Khaira today who was picked up, dear?" aisha asked so softly.

"Sama Oma I think, because Mr. Shobri said he wanted to go home," replied Khaira.

"Okay, then let's ummi accompany you to wait." Aisha grabbed Khaira's tiny hand and brought her to the front of the gate.

An hour has now passed, but Khaira's invitation never came. Even the child started to get restless in his place.

Aisyah tried to ask the reason the girl was agitated, and the answer coming out of the girl's mouth made Aisyah tremble herself.

"Hungry." Khaira could not hold back his hunger even though a few hours ago he had finished his food.

A few minutes had passed, but Khaira's invitation had not come as well, while the girl had been whining many times for food. Until making Aisyah inevitably had to immediately take her away to find food.

However, just a few steps across the street, the sound of male baritones held back their steps.

"Hey, where's my daughter going?" shouted a man while running towards them.

The reflexes of two people of different ages were turned toward the source of the sound.

"Father!" khaira shouted and ran towards the man.

"That's my son, Ibu Sofi," said Aisyah, she just stayed on the spot while watching Khaira who was now hugging the man.

After embracing her father, Khaira pulled Zafran's hand and took him to the place where Aisha was standing.

"Papa, this is Ummi Aisyah, Ummi who taught Khaira at school." Khaira introduced Zafran to Aisyah, the 6-year-old girl even pulled her hand to shake hands with Aisyah.

However, the veiled woman quickly cupped her palms together.

Zafran, whose hand was stretched out by Khaira's pull, pulled her hand and took off the little princess's hand slowly.

"Dad." He introduced himself to Zafran.

"Are you in the hospital?" Zafran momentarily hesitated because Aisyah's face was covered in a veil, making it a bit difficult for the man to recognize her in just one meeting.

"Yes, it's me, sorry I was about to take Khaira to eat because since she complained of hunger, but because you're here, I immediately say goodbye to go home," said Aisyah.

"Ummi don't go first, we eat together yuk, later Papa who treat," said Khaira without any burden at all.

While Zafran who was dragged by his name could only smile clumsyly while nodding softly as Aisyah turned a glance towards him.

Aisyah walked up to Khaira, she slightly bent down to match her height with the little girl before her.

"Khaira, ummi apologizes for not being able to eat with Khaira, ummi has to go home immediately" said Aisyah as she gently rubbed the little girl's head covered in a veil.

Zafran who saw the interaction of the two women of different ages just smiled thinly, almost invisible.

"But, Ummi, Khaira wants to eat with Ummi and Papa, Khaira never eats with Mama because, so if there is Ummi, Khaira will feel like having Mama," khaira said whining with teary eyes.

For a moment Zafran stared at the princess, he really could not bear to see his daughter who missed the figure of a mother by his side, but until now he had not been able to fulfill his wishes.

Likewise with Aisyah who also just learned the facts, and of course she also felt sad to see a girl as small as Khaira growing up without being accompanied by her mother.

"Honey, God willing next time we eat together well, now let Umm Aisyah go home first, will be sought after by her father and mother, loh," said Zafran, making Khaira look at Aisyah's heart, but just nodded slowly.

"Alright, Papa," he answered listlessly.

They eventually split up at that place.

And Aisyah started to drive her motorbike back home.

"So Khaira no longer has a mother, pity you son," he said.

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