The Incomplete Love
Foolish World

Qiara and her family stood in front of Hanna's house. Liam, Kala, Abby, and The Triplets get out of the car. Neighbors immediately crowded around and thought the children of Qiara were filmmakers.

Qiara leaves Baby Zee at Thoriq's house with Devan. He does not want Hanna to grieve because Baby Zee is more or less the same age as Hanna's missing child.

Hanna's out with Dicky. Three teenage girls.

“Assalamualaykum Hanna, Dicky, girls,” greet Qiara.

“Waalaykumussalam Mbak Qia,” answered Hanna awkwardly, reached out to greet Qiara.

Without hesitation, Qiara embraced the woman who had once taken the man she loved. While she had forgiven, as a mother, Qiara could not imagine that one of her children was missing.

Hanna hugged Qiara tightly, crying out. He promised Dicky and the children

Qiara stroked the back of Hanna's head. Understand the broken feelings of a mother who cannot meet her child. Qiara had felt that.

“Mbak, sorry Hanna.”

“Sssh, which has passed already. Now Hanna has to focus because there are children in the womb and there are Aira, Latifah and Fatimah who need the strength of a mother. Then there's Dicky, you guys have to strengthen each other, yeah.”

Dicky stroked his wife's back, and some of the neighbors peering out of their house were saddened. Dicky and Hanna are like family. They also help search for the lost but there is no bright spot.

“Hanna, istighfar, Babe. Invite Mbak Qia and the children in, yuk,” Dicky said as he continued stroking his wife's back.

Hanna untangled the embrace, wiped away the tears that had soaked her face and took everyone in.

Liam looked at Aira with a worried look. Ever since Aira lost her sister, Liam has always been entertaining through Kala and Thoriq. Sending Aira's favorite food, as well as Fatimah and Latifah. Sometimes Liam also bought clothes or hoods that sent Thoriq to the boarding school.

Aira was comforted, although still often her mind floated thinking about her sister's whereabouts.

Kala pulled her sister and hugged her tightly. Liam noticed how Aira's face was now blushing.

“Ai, how are you?” Ask Liam softly.

“I don’t know Liam. I feel worried all the time. Sometimes when I see a one-year-old in the streets following his parents begging. I'm afraid one of them is my sister.”

Liam's eyes puffed up, along with feeling the sadness that Aira felt.

“I pray your sister is found and she is fine. Aamiin, thank you Liam.”

Abby and the Triplets stood close to each other. They drew closer to Aira and hugged the girl who was already like a big sister to them.

“Mbak Aira, we follow sadly,” whispered Barran. Hayyan stroked Aira's back while Abby and Azka just looked at Aira softly.

“Congratulations of her sister Mba Aira, yes ..”

“We always pray after prayer, Ma'am. Not bad if we can not see Zee again,” said Hayyan.

“Ssh, Hayyan, by the way, Miss Aira is so sad,” reprimand Azka. Aira smiled at Hayyan who immediately felt guilty.

“Nothing, Azka. You have to be strong now. Yuk you have not met directly with Latifah and Fatimah right?”

Shamefully the two sisters became acquainted with all the brothers of Kala.

Qiara and Hanna watched the interaction of the teenagers while smiling. The two did not expect fate would make all gather in familiarity.

“Hanna is now pregnant how many months?” Qiara asked as she rubbed Hanna's distended stomach.

“Street eight, Ma'am. In shaa Allah next month lahiran. Her sister Aira and Malika seem like guys. Move on do not want to stop.”

“May be healthy, yes.”

“Aamiin,” says Hanna while rubbing her stomach. Qiara and Hanna then engaged in pregnancy-related chats and other topics related to mother-mom activity.

Since Devan is not coming, Dicky joins Liam and Kala on the porch. The father continued from Aira to watch Liam who often stole a glance at Aira. So did Aira to Liam.

“So Liam is now in college?”

“Already, Pakde.”

It withstood laughter. He had Liam call Dicky pakde. Aira, Latifah, and Fatimah who just joined after providing drinks and snacks also smiled.

Liam stared in wonder at Kala. Suspicious that his super prankster sister is bullying him.

“Kak Liam, call him Oom Dicky,” said Fatimah kindly.

While glaring, Liam turned his lips to Kalandra who was increasingly chuckling.

“Oom Dicky, I went to college in psychology. So if Oom Dicky wants to confide in me, it's normal. Mumpung is still free.”

Dicky smiled witfully.

“Ready! Later Liam want to take psychology what?”

“Clinical, Oom. I like helping people parse their problems.“

“Wah, nice dong. We can coffee together sometime. Oom pep also confides with you.”

“Anytime, Oom. Once again a holiday so can be told to be a driver. I also want to apply for the International SIM, so I can often go to Semarang,” he said while glancing at Aira. The glimpsed blushed while Kala who just had a manyun SIM because she had to be her brother's driver.

Dicky's getting convinced that between Aira and Dicky there's something.

“Liam already have a girlfriend?” Dicky shot straight away.

“No, Oom. I've got a girl I want to marry if we're ready to be born. So I don't want to date.”

Aira held her breath hearing Liam's reply.

“Oom know the girl?”

Without shady aling-aling, Liam replied straightforwardly, “Kenal, Oom. That girl is Aira. But I don't want to date. I told Uncle Thoriq about how I felt about Aira. Maybe now I should also say my intentions to Oom.”

Dicky admired Liam who looked very steady. While Aira's heart was flowery, her face was red and instantly smeared with her sisters.

“Good, Oom will remember. Keep Marwah Aira as the woman you marry.”

“In shaa Allah, Oom. I have never contacted Aira directly. Always pass Oom Thoriq or Kalandra.”

Kala nodded in agreement as Dicky glanced at him.

“Btw, Oom Dicky, have there been any developments about Malika search?” Tanya Kala who is lazy to listen to the love story of her sister with her sister.

“Oom and Aunt Hanna have hired a detective. There were already a few clues but it ended up dead.”

“My Daddy has someone who might be able to help. His name is Oom Mario. Long time ago, sorry, Kala was missing, he managed to find with the Indonesian police. I can ask Daddy if Oom Mario can help with Malika.”

“Thank you Liam,” said Dicky who was moved by the sincerity of Liam's heart.

“Mbak Abby, we can make a podcast interview Oom Dicky and Aunt Hanna. The three of us can help. Our Tiktok The Triplets are also a lot of followers, although not as much as Mbak Abby,” proposed Hayyan.

Dicky is now completely overwhelmed. The kids he just met a few minutes ago sincerely want to help in the way we can.

“If Aunt Hanna agrees, we'll think about the content. Then we produce tomorrow. The day after we edit and can be uploaded immediately,” cetus Azka again.

“Let's talk to Aunt Hanna. But first thank you all for coming and helping.”

“Mbak Aira is our brother, so in the Lord we help,” explained Abby while embracing Aira.

“I, Latifah, and Fatimah have also posted, but maybe because our followers are not many, so it can not be viral. Moga with your posts, can soon make my sister meet.”

“Aamiin ..”

***

Within three days, Abby and Triplets' post about a baby taken from the NICU that has not been found after a year of enlivening the virtual world.

Domestic and foreign netizens reposted many posts in which Hanna and Dicky were interviewed by Abby about the disappearance of their baby.

In the Triplets post they interviewed Aira, Latifah, and Fatimah and managed to attract the sympathy of their followers.

Several TV stations invited Hanna and Dicky to be interviewed. For a week, Hanna and Dicky can tell her story and how hard they try to pray for Malika wherever she is.

From the glass screen, Lastri stared at the couple with a slice. Malika is playing with a dinosaur doll obtained from a quality second-hand bazaar in the mosque.

“Ibuuu, grandson's mic ..”

Lastri held Malika while peeing on her cheeks and gave her a glass of milk. Malika only briefly drinks from the pacifier. He wanted to drink milk from a glass like his brothers.

On the glass screen, the camera shines near Hanna's face. Just as Malika was standing next to the television. The inevitable resemblance of an eye made him turn off the TV.

As a mother, she could not live if one of her children was missing. On the other hand, he also did not dare to return Malika for fear of the prison sentence that awaited him. But the mother-of-three is also worried if there are suspicious neighbors.

Malika sat on her feet after finishing the milk. As usual one hand went up to play Lastri's hair. Position prepared to fly into dreamland.

Lastri patted Malika's ass and within seconds, her round eyes with lentic lashes were closed.

Mikala entered slowly, she knew these were the hours of Malika's sleep. After putting down his wares, the twelve-year-old teenager approached his mother. He kissed Malika's smooth cheeks with anxiety. The little boy squirmed, opened his eyes to give Mikala a sweet smile and went to sleep again.

Lastri told Mikala to pray dzuhur. He waited until Malika really just moved to the mattress.

Mikala came to her mother and said, “Bu, Malika's parents are back looking for her child. Mika is worried if there are neighbors who wonder again and report us.”

“Actually I also did not have the heart to see his mother Malika. But I'm afraid of being arrested. Who are you guys?”

Mikala looked at the curly-haired child who was sleeping soundly.

“Mikala and the sisters will also be sad if Malika is not the same as us. Ma'am, but I'm the same brother would be more afraid if they catch Mom. Malika's parents said, they want to forgive Malika's origin back.”

Lastri. Tears wet the eye. Life in trouble makes it dark eyes accept an offer of money worth twenty million rupiah to take Malika from the people who love her.

Now he is at a crossroads. And all of them have consequences that he fears.

“Mother, let Mikala return Malika to her parents. I'll tell you according to Mom's story that Malika was found in an empty house.”

Lastri couldn't hold back her tears. Mikala who had just stepped on a teenager was even willing to become a shield for herself.

“Let Mother think and pray istikharah first, yes. May Allah guide.”

“Bu, before Dad died, he told us that we all live in honesty. Can't we be honest, Mom?”

“And this world is not a world of deceit, Mik,” Lastri said in his heart.

***

After Hanna and Dicky went viral on social media and were invited in several television station interviews, many of the responses were received.

Hanna and Dicky had to sort the info in. And sad when from that all not a few who offer a one-year-old child to buy ok the couple.

Miris once when they received a mother willingly sell a newborn because they are unable to take care of. Or a teenage daughter who is willing to give up her baby because she is pregnant out of wedlock.

One afternoon, Dicky and Hanna were sitting on the porch. Aira, Latifah, and Fatimah had just returned from a nearby store to buy stationery to take to the boarding school.

A teenage boy gazed from afar at the beautiful cream-colored house. Dicky gives the hospital address if there is information about the baby and Mikala can follow Dicky back home.

Mikala intends to return Malika but the frightened Lastri always prevents her.

The boy secretly searches for information about Dicky. Although he had to walk for miles because their homes were far apart. Malika steps down and walks over to Dicky and Hanna's house.

“Assalamualaykum,” he said softly.

“Waalaykumussalam,” says everything in unison reply.

“Loh, he's the one who sells tissue at the intersection of pesantren direction,” said Fatimah. Mikala nodded then lowered her head. Shame because he had dropped out of school for two years to work to help Lastri.

“Dik, in. What's up?” Dicky kindly let in.

Mikala was afraid to step up. After saying the bismillah, he stood in front of Hanna and Dicky.

Hanna poured a glass of warm poci tea and told Mikala to drink. He suspected the teenager in front of him would give information about his son. And unlike the others, Hanna had strong feelings towards Mikala.

After sipping a warm pot tea and taking a deep breath, Mikala started, “Father, Mother, introduce my name Mikala. It looks like the son of the missing Father and Mother is my sister ..”

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Sorry late, last night until home and then bleksek.

Photos from Labuan Bajo, may pamper the eyes …

After sunrise …

Kukusan Island, the clouds dong, maa syaa Allah, kayak asep yes ..

Sunset chasing. Pingin cry because it has long not seen the sunset at sea.

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