The Passion of Duda Perjaka
Isa Mau Ake Tudung
Morning at Brian's house
Hana had woken up early, and had already performed her worship, then Hana walked towards the kitchen.
Hana opened and looked at the contents of the refrigerator specifically to store food stock that only 1 chicken left that had been cut with 2 pairs of spinach and carrots.
"It looks like you forgot to go to the market, because the stock of groceries has run out"
Hana started cleaning the chicken clean, not forgetting to spice it up and continued by cutting some vegetables for breakfast this morning.
However, on the sidelines Hana is frying chicken. Suddenly Mrs Syifa came towards the kitchen in great surprise.
"Astagfirullah, How are you here, son? It's still very early in the morning" asked Mrs Syifa who saw Hana was engrossed in her chicken.
"Well, Hana's used to waking up in the morning. Loh mamah why not just rest. Let Hana cook, besides there is only chicken and spinach and carrots left in the refrigerator mah. Because the contents of the refrigerator are empty, Hana wants to go to the market also does not know the way hehe.."
Hana gave a small laugh while flipping the chicken that had been beledos-beledos almost hit Hana's smooth hand.
"Okay.. ouch, dear, you are newly married instead of delicious in bed instead of coming here anyway, It's not you" said Mrs Syifa cut off when Hana managed to divert her conversation.
"Hoya.. mah, did Qisya sleep well last night?" tanya Hana was trying to change the other topic.
"Alhmdulilah, Qisya slept very well last night. Even sleeping in the car and when moved is also not crying, maybe soon he will wake up" said Mrs Syifa while helping Hana to make vegetables.
"Alhmdulillah then mah, Hana relieved to hear it. You're afraid that if Qisya is fussy, there's no Hana next to him"
Yes, indeed lately Qisya is always fussy if it is far from Hana, maybe it was the first time Qisya felt the affection of a mother that Qisya never got to make Qisya a little too spoiled for Hana.
"In view of the way Hana's path he was as usual, not the slightest bit of pain. Isn't Brian not unboxing Hana yet? You child, look at you later, look out for you Brian" said Mrs Syifa in her heart as she looked at Hana who was pacing around preparing everything.
"Huaa.. hiks.. mother, mother in ana? What mother pelgi, hiks. mother.." Qisya who had woken up now slowly went down the stairs and cried while screaming for Hana.
Hana and Lady Syifa who heard Qisya's cry were shocked.
"Jeez, Qisya why is it so whiny right now. You have followed the gih, Kasian Qisya. This is so that the mamah who takes care of anything will soon ripen the vegetables"
Lady Syifa told Hana to immediately leave the kitchen and follow Qisya.
"I'm sorry, Hana stay. Excuse me"
Hana ran small with a worried face. However, Hana's eyes stopped when she saw Qisya sitting in the middle of the stairs while crying.
"Hiks. mother ahat linggalin Isa, hyx.. Isa tan the good boy, napa dyingalin cih" Qisya cried while rubbing his eyes.
Hana immediately climbed the stairs, and sat down beside Qisya in a state of embracing Qisya.
"Uluh-ten. dear mother's child, why cry hum" said Hana while hugging Qisya from the side.
Qisya who heard Hana's voice, made her eyes immediately look at Hana.
"Hiks... Mommy's here? How is Isa cali etemu? Where's dali's mother?" qisya asked with tears still dripping.
"Where has Qisya been expecting mother?" Hana wiped away Qisya's tears using her hands while smiling at Qisya.
"Who is Qisya bobo?" Hana begins to help Qisya to remember the events of the semalem.
"Tan kita puyang to the house, teyus Isa awun-angun already in kamal eh iyat mother ndak exist. Eh unggu deh, fire tan emang Isa ndak bobo cama mama ya hehe.." said Qisya with a laugh that made Hana became anxious.
"Now Qisya has remembered, so make it a habit to remember first and look for it correctly. If Qisya had not been able to find her inside Qisya's new house crying" Hana tried to advise Qisya very gently.
"Hehe. maap mother, Isa salah deh ndak cali munda duyu before crying" Qisya grinned the horse and showed his neatly arranged milk teeth.
"Yes already, now Qisya take a shower yes then we will have breakfast okay.." Hana tried to carry Qisya's tiny body and walked up the hand towards Qisya's room.
Qisya who was so happy could only cheer so happily because she had a mother as good as Hana.
Hana bathed Qisya very painstakingly while occasionally Qisya played water with a lot of foam.
After the shower, Hana immediately put on clothes to Qisya then apply the powder slowly until flat without making the face of Qisya into a clown like other children who when finished bathing his face even turned into a very small clown comically.
Not to forget Qisya asked Hana to lock her ponytail with her favorite bangs.
"Hum. the mother's child is very beautiful yes, but even more beautiful if Qisya wears a veil like the mother of the same Oma" Hana tried to persuade Qisya to want to close her aura from an early age.
"Benelan mother, if so Isa want ake hood dong. Antique rich bial Oma cama mother hehe.." Qisya eagerly wanted to try wearing a veil like mother and Omanya who look more awake and beautiful.
"Qisya want to wear a veil? Later we try yes, if Qisya strong all day wearing a veil without feeling sultry means Qisya a great child" said Hana who gave encouragement to Qisya.
"Smooth dong, mother aja ake ake hood cehalian. Will mother eid ake hood, right? Dadi Isa want ake uga bial cama-cama" asked Qisya who was nodded by Hana.
"Yes let's go down, then we invite Oma to shop to buy Qisya a veil and Muslim clothes okay" Hana took Qisya while walking out of the room.
"Otehh mother, let's goo.. Isa ceneng deh unya good mother rich mother gini. Isa wanted to show ahh to memen in this omplek, alo Isa was already an antique unya mother aya bidadali who tulun dali sulga hehe.." it was Chirping Qisya who made Hana unceasingly smile.
"Thank you, you made me smile like this. Qisya is the biggest reason mothers and fathers can unite, although the attitude of the father is always changing but the mother believes one day the father will definitely change. May you be strong, baby, keep smiling like this. Because Qisya is a source of strength for the mother" said Hana in her small heart while smiling to see Qisya who was jumping around happily.
Hana and Qisya walked towards the dining room, because currently Mrs Syifa has arranged food on the table with a menu of fried crispy chicken and spinach vegetables.
Mr. Ferry and Brian, who are tidy with their casual clothes, are now walking simultaneously to the dining room.
Syifa prepares food for her husband, and Hana prepares food for Brian and Qisya.
Then they ate very casually, while Qisya always whined to ask for a bribe by Hana.
Hannah patiently fed Qisya while answering every Qisya rant, and occasionally advised Qisya not to eat while talking so as not to be willing later.
Brian occasionally glanced at Hana and Qisya with a small smile on the sidelines of his meal.
While both of Brian's parents who saw the scenery so beautiful in front of him, made them eat with a smile.
"Hopefully the marriage of the two of you can last until the grandfather and grandmother are only separated by death" said Mr. Ferry in his heart while eating.
"You are glad to see Qisya as happy as Brian is, you will always pray for the happiness of your new home to be kept away from everything that will set you apart" said Mrs Syifa in her little heart while eating her food.