The End of the Wing Miss
Akak, Suri Hati Abang Kei?

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Allahuakbar 2×

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Laa ilaha illallah ...

Naya enjoyed temple by temple the chanting of azan from the surau beside her father-in-law's house.

The distinctive voice of the azan chanter, the muezzin, disturbs the memories of dozens of full moons.

This was the first time in more than fifteen years that he no longer heard the distinctive voice of Kei Hasan as he chanted the verses of the call to prayer.

Naya tidied her face, preparing to go to surau to perform congregational prayers.

The Grandmother of Sharifah had departed since before the Azan reverberated.

"Nay, do you want to pray at home or say surau? Grandma understood, there is a difference in madhab about congregational prayer in surau or mosque for us women, nih ... There was a capable school, the best place of prayer for the woman in her house. At home, there is another hidden place. But there is another school that is capable of allowing, as long as not slander laws. Nay, come with which one, Grandma's up to Nay. But, Grandma had asked Kei permission for Nay to pray together kat surau, that".

Naya smiled recalling her conversation with Nek Sya a moment ago.

Naya had followed the opinion that allowed women to pray together in the mosque, as long as it did not invite slander. Avoid excessive ornate, which will attract the attention of the surrounding especially the opposite sex. And ... if you are married, of course with the permission of the husband.

Husband's permission? Naya's heart seemed a little bit pinched when Nek Sya said that he had asked Kei to allow Naya to pray congregation in surau.

Mhm ... So kepengen know the reaction of the misua when Nek Sya asked permission for him?

Naya regained her smile as thoughts about Kei's reaction appeared in her head.

For a Kanaya Khairunnisa, he still wants to reap the virtues of congregational prayer whose reward is twenty-seven times compared to praying alone.

Moreover, the surau prayer place is side by side with her in-laws' house. Just a few steps Naya had arrived beside the surau.

The temple is not too big, but enough to accommodate about fifty worshipers.

Naya enters the surau when the iqamah has been chanted.

Grandma Sharifah who saw the arrival of Naya from the side door of the surau, immediately waved her hand to the granddaughter-in-law.

Naya approached, and immediately took the 2nd shaf, beside Nek Sya.

When the imam heard the imam's imam's imam prayer, Naya felt a beautiful tremor in her chest.

The chanting of Al-Fatihah and Ar-Rahman who drew shahdu from the oral of a Kei Hasan made Naya intrigued.

Clear circles slide without a plan.

Astaghfirullah! A'uzubillahiminassyaitonirrojiim!

Please forgive me, Rabb. I don't know who this is for ...

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"Nay, call your brother. Until when to talk to small children, tuh. Rice's cold, huh."

Nek Sya gently touched the arm of Naya who was serving their dinner.

Naya looked at her grandmother-in-law while shaking her head.

"Miss..?"

"Nay? What else?"

"Don't Nay, Grandma?"

Naya shook her head again. This time accompanied by a pleading look.

Grandma Sharifah looked back at Nay. Tightly unblinking. The woman nodded her head firmly.

"Who else? Nay, is ... ! Pahala know? Eat husband, pick up husband. Another surprise accompany husband tid...".

The Grandmother of Sharifah could not hold back her laughter. His intact white teeth appeared to accompany his open mouth due to a big laugh.

Naya bent her face. He did not not not know and did not want to gain the reward with the practices of a wife as stated by Nek Sya. But to a Kei Hasan, was Kanaya Khairunnisa someone he considered 'wife'? Naya hesitates!

"Okay, Mama ... Why not go back and forth from Mak Lung Hamidah's house, all right? Naya needs an ally, right?"

"Well, if you don't want to pick up Grandma's granddaughter, grandma doesn't want to eat. Let's just fast the night, nih". Nek Sya made a sound again, this time with a frowning face. His face was bent in such a way.

Naya smiled slightly. She knew her grandmother-in-law was acting.

"Yes, yeah. Grandma, don't sulk like that. Nay picked up Grandma's favorite granddaughter", saying as soon as Naya stepped out into the surau.

In the surau, Kei was playing with a group of children. All of them numbered seven people with different age ranges.

The smallest boy, Naya is estimated to be about five years old, climbed onto Kei's back. Then Kei moved slowly like a horse ridden by his seat.

Unknowingly Nay smiled. His memories instantly drifted into time as he was about the same age as the boy who was riding on Kei's back right now.

Kei and Ken are often his horses. The two brothers took turns to parade little Nay around their stilt house. They won't stop until Nay himself gets tired and asks to stop.

Nay shook his head still with a small smile.

"Stt ... Cute brother, let's go here. Want to ride a horse too, ke?" The little boy who was on Kei's back awakened Naya's daydream.

Naya stutters. Suddenly his tongue felt faint. Kei's clingy look at her further cornered Naya. For a moment he was silent.

"Sweet sister, here. Kite is playing with horses, right. Pretty brother son too?"

Kei smiled faintly. The statement of the little boy sounds ambiguous to his adult ears.

His eyes stared mischievously at Nay who was also looking at him. Only glimpses. A moment later Naya subdued her gaze.

"Mh... Assalamualaikum says. Sorry, disturbing the play ... Nek Sya picked up a meal. The dish was ready", Naya spoke without looking at Kei.

"eat? Fun, nih ... Nek Sya invited us to eat. Let's go, Bang Kei ...".

Another older boy dropped the little boy off Kei's back and sighed at Kei's hand.

Kei got up from his horse position. He pulled the little boy into his lap and walked slowly with Naya in front of him.

Grandma Sharifah who saw the arrival of Naya accompanied by Kei smiled sumringah. His old face was glowing.

But his eyes were perfectly rounded as the hubbub of the little children snaking behind his granddaughter.

"Key?"

"Why, grandma?" Kei shrugged his shoulders while glancing at Nay.

"Grandmother's daughter-in-law's daughter-in-law who picked her up" he said with a smile.

"Bu .. no, grandma. Nay just ..."

"Ah, stop. That's fine! They often accompany Grandma here. Eating, drinking, sleeping. It's like home."

"Asshayeikk ... Funny thenaannn ...!" The seven children stormed the dining table.

"Evs ... Hold still. Because the chair is not enough, what we say eat down, chilling. Want, right?"

"Mahuuu ..."

With the help of the seven children, Naya and Kei lowered all the dishes to the floor of the room.

As Naya handed the plate that had been filled with rice to the unblinking Kei staring at her, the smallest boy whispered to Naya.

"So right, ye ... This cute brother, brother Kei's heart?"

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To be continued