
[Qiya.].
[Iya's picture is worn in a necklace by Mrs Ratih]
[Temen Ga no morals. Application I'm not invited πππ]
[Can't you dare open the message. Tomorrow morning debt breakfast for a monthπ]
[Qiy, Qiy, Qiy,... Butters.].
[I fought He who was happy]
Instantly Qiya who had just opened her face because she was finished with her obligations at the time of the issue. He opened the phone that was so crowded.
The corner of Qiya's lips was interested in reading the message so much entered from Cita. He saw a photo that this morning was probably taken by Gede. Qiya deliberately did not invite any friends. Because the show is pretty closed. There is only a close family. Worry if there is anything other than close family. For families far away and uninvited will be discouraged.
So the application event was only attended by the big family of Mr. Erlangga and Kyai Rohim. Qiya quickly called her friend. He did not want his friend to get angry and upset tomorrow morning. Tomorrow morning plan, he and Cita will return to the vehicle Internship together.
"Hello."
"....."
"Don't you want to talk about it?"
"......"
"Cita, Quote.... Later more curly hair if it sinks. Hehe..."
"Qiyaaaaa.... Tega! I feel like I'm not considered. Not really invited!" Omel Town.
"Sorry, Papa and Mama said while the family used to be Cit. Worried like yesterday was rame in the media, eh. ga yahunya not so." Qiya.
Cita was silent for a moment.
"I'm sorry Qiy. Don't mean there. Yeah, tell me when will the plan be inaugurated?"
"God willing, all the events of Ngunduh Mantunya Kak Ammar." Said Qiya in a carefree voice.
"Yes my. Alone is me. It's really nice, Mr. Bram, to get a hatrick's ghost."
"Think of football. I am ready to go kebaya. Tomorrow I'll invite you to my show and spread the invitations."
"Religion... Rich people ask for help.money where money.use your handsome Papa aide." Saying half a laugh.
That night, the two friends communicated long enough for cell phones. As if tomorrow we will not meet.
In Bram's study, Ibrahim is seen seeing Bram.
"I want to stay a while in Kali Bening. For some reason lately there are often pieces of images in the cottage appear in my memory." Ibrahim.
"Have you talked to your mom?"
"Nur is talking to Mama. I want to go there tomorrow. Can you ask someone to take me there?" Ibrahim asked Bram.
Bram laughed too. He did not expect in the condition of not remembering his mass. His youngest son is still as he once was. Always asking for help. Always his mother's permission. And now, his wife whom he asked for permission. Bram agreed. He hopes that by being in the Bening times, his son can recover faster from his amnesia.
He could see how tense and awkward Ibrahim's relationship with Nur was. At least in Kali Bening, Bram immediately sent a message to Furqon so that his son could occupy his son's room first when the cottage is none other than in the Furqon residence.
When Abraham returned to his room. He had seen Nur preparing some clothes for the husband's needs. Abraham sat down and watched his wife. He saw Nur speak a little. He will speak when asked by himself. In stark contrast to the figure of Ayra and Qiya who are both women in her family but are so cheerful.
"A lot?" ibrahim asked as he placed the suitcase in the corner of the room.
"Make it for two weeks. Mama asked us to come home from Kali Bening before the end of the month. Mama's gonna make a salute to my pregnancy." Nur said while preparing a change of clothes for her husband to rest.
Ibrahim held the back of Nur's hand.
"Didn't you love me? Is our marriage because of an arranged marriage or forced?" Ibrahim asked his wife plainly.
Nur raised his head. She stared at her husband's two eyes. Look for a love that used to be so great in those eyes. A love that always warms his soul.
"When you remember everything. At that time believe me I was still loyal to your side Mas. Fight to find yourself. So that you can feel the magnitude of my love without the need for me to speak." Nur held her husband's two cheeks.
Ibrahim saw the figure of Nur who was always strong and mature.
"Nur...." Ibrahim's voice came to a halt when the patience of a wife who had always been passive, now took the initiative first.
Both eyes of Abraham were opened. He did not expect his wife to do that. The first thing and the first sensation he gets.
Nur quickly stopped it. He did not want to end up disappointed. He knows that the husband still has no initiative to give his rights as a wife, an inner living.
Ibrahim just silently looked at his wife's back that would pass out of the room.
"What do you mean for a love needed affection?" Ask Ibrahim.
Nur's hand stopped on the door leaf of their room.
"How an affection can come into love if looking at it is never a pleasure, be near but never touch. Together but far away. Nur wants to prepare a menu for mas sahur tomorrow." Nur said before disappearing from behind the door.
Ibrahim sat on the edge of the bed. He looked at a picture of himself wearing a peci and a white Koko shirt.
"Even in this room there's no memory of us." Ibrahim rushed to find his wife.
When he arrived at the kitchen, he stopped right next to one of the luxury home kitchen sets.
"Nur.." said Ibrahim staring.
Nur also gave the code to the household assistant who was in the kitchen. He approached Ibrahim..
"Tell me where we live before I forget about us?" Ask Ibrahim.
"There's no way my love for you isn't as great as your love. If you can wait for my love with my condition like this." - Ibrahim.
"Don't we mean we're going there?" ask Nur.
"Yes, we're going to Kali Bening in a few days. I'll ask Papa to arrange for our departure there. Not only there, I will follow the advice of papa and Kak Qiya. I will follow but to the doctor for the recovery of my memory." Ibrahim.
Nur felt each of his prayers one by one outlined by Gusti Allah. He also put his hands around her husband's waist. He rested his head on the husband's chest.
"Thank you, try to come back. I will wait patiently for you with half your heart." Nur said that both of his cheeks had been wet.
Ayra who just wanted to go to the kitchen, her steps stopped because she watched her son and daughter-in-law were involved in an interaction that she really hoped for. There is affection between the daughter-in-law and her child in order to grow love as a strong foundation of every household. And at this time Ibrahim and Nur can see that there is already affection from a couple of husband and wife.
"Make the household of my daughter's son like the household of Sayidina Rasulullah shalallahu alaihi wasallam. Who are always happy, soothing, and mutually support to proselytize in this religion Rabb." Munajat Ayra in his heart.
Always the prayer that he used to pray. He just wants his children to have morals, intelligence, wisdom like the Prophet. For no one can make a mother happy when her child becomes what God wants through her tirakat and prayers and her efforts in educating her sons and daughters.