THE DOCTOR'S SOUL MATE
Visit to Ali's tomb.

"Abi.... before we go back to Klaten, will Abi nemenin Ummi to the tomb of mas Ali?" a question was sent by Ara to her beloved husband.

With a smile full of warmth Rais said, "lho, yes dong, Mi... Abi also wanted to know where Mas Ali's grave was.." she replied in a soft voice.

After they talked for a while at the dinner table, now the two children of Adam who had legally become a couple of husband and wife went to the room. Cleaning each body, to get ready to go to Ali's tomb.

"Oh, yes, Mi... Ummi just take ablution from home. Fearfully, in the grave area it is difficult to find clean water." Rais reminded Ara.

Ara just nodded along with a sweet smile.

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Arriving at Ali's funeral. Ara seemed unable to stem her tears. She cried in the arms of Rais the husband. I don't know what's on Ara's mind. He continued to wet his cheeks with tears.

"Sssstt.. it's dear, don't cry. Later the deceased even follow sad if you see you cry gini..." Rais said, his hands gently caressed Ara's crown which was covered by a dark-colored hijab.

"Ummi was just sad Bi.." replied Ara in a raucous voice. Sometimes it sounds so bad.

"Yes... Abi. Yes, we send a prayer first for Ali. May Ali be calm in nature there, in her grave, and happy to see that we are now together." said Rais.

After lingering in Ali's tomb. This time Ara intends to take Rashid to the house of Ali's parents. Because, for Ara both of Ali's parents are his parents as well.

"We're going to Ali's house, huh, Bi?" take her in a slow voice.

"Yes... Ummi wants to take Abi anywhere, Abi is ready to nganter." he said, both hands tightly holding Ara's fingers.

"Yes together, Mi... It was also Abi's responsibility. Blessed Ummi was born inwardly, in the way Abi and as Abi could..."

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Arriving at the residence of the late Ali, it appears that the two were sitting on a sofa patterned with small flowers with a pink pattern of black combination. Looks elegant.

Both of Ali's parents welcomed the two of them with such enthusiasm.

"When are you back in Klaten?" ali's mother asked with a smile on both corners of her lips. The sparkle of happiness was so visible in both of Ara's former beads.

"Insha Allah this afternoon, ma'am..." Rais represents Ara.

"Who is really cepet? It's only been a few days, right?" sahut Ali's father.

"Yes, Sir. Deck Ara has to work again. Cut it for only nine days." Rais.

"Dear, here Umma and Abi always doain you, may you always be happy with your husband now. And for the late Ali, Umma never asked you to forget him. Because, however, the deceased is also your husband who is separated by death. Isn't that Nak Rais?" seloroh Ali's mother.

Rais smiled, "right, Mom... I also agree with Mother, if the deck Ara never forget mas Ali. Do not forget that means always provide free time to send a special prayer to mas Ali.. with me, I will always pray for the late son of Father and Mother..." rais said at length.

"You didn't choose wrong, baby. Your husband is truly an educated and religious man. Umma and Abi are very happy, Ara can be with a man who can guide like this. May Allah take care of you both." said Ali's mother.

For a moment the room was silent. The four of them were sipping tea served by the household assistant of the deceased Ali's parents.