The Path of Love Halimah
Episode 54

After a farewell full of blue haru drama, I finally brought Abang Zaky to live with him and his family.

At exactly 05.00 wib we arrived in front of Abang Zaky's house.

A fairly magnificent house with a classic feel that is so thick.

From the front of the fence, the bonsai tree on the right side of the road looks so neat rows lined up like servants who are welcoming their hosts.

"Goddessa.. It's beautiful" I said amazed.

Brother Zaky looked at me with a wry smile.

The car was parked right in front of the entrance.

"Assalamualaikum.." said Abang Zaky while pushing my suitcase into the house.

"Assalamualaikum.." I also said my greetings while walking in right behind Abang Zaky.

"Waalaikumsalam.." cried Chia who immediately jumped from the sofa where she was sitting watching television.

"Daddy.." he cried into the arms of his beloved Daddy.

Then Chia moved to hug me tightly.

"Now Chia calls Ustazah what?? Mommy?" ask him and his Daddy.

I shook my head strongly.

"Ustazah doesn't want to be called Mommy.. Mommy's call is enough for Mommy who is already struggling to give birth to Chia.. So Chia calls Ustazah Mommy how?" I said back to asking.

"Baiklaahh." she answered with a strong nod.

"Welcome to our home Mother." he said again hugged me tightly.

The heart trembled violently hearing Mother's call from Chia's tiny mouth.

I feel so happy.

So loved by this little girl.

"YES ALLAH... Thanks darlin.. Mother is very happy... Mother promises to try to be a good connecting mother for Chia.. And I will love Chia anytime... I will forever love Chia.. God willing." I said promise him.

"Acceptor Mother... Chia is also very sorry about Mother.. Chia promised to be a good boy." she returned my promise.

I nodded firmly grabbing her back into my warm embrace.

"Thank you Eyang.. Ehh.. Mama." I said wrong with my words.

Eyang Uti smiled then grabbed me in his arms.

"It's okay.. Just call Eyang.. Or just mama.. It's up to him "he said as if he understood my current sense of awkwardness.

"Thank You, "I replied in a polite manner.

Then I was introduced to the other four inhabitants of this house.

"This is Mbok Jum and Pak Maman her husband. They've been working here for a long time.. Since Zaky was 15 years old.." story Eyang Uti memoerintok Mbok Jum and Pak Maman her husband.

"If this one makes Minah and Pak Kus her husband.. They are new hostesses, just 5 months ago married.." The story of Eyang again makes Bik Minah and Pak Kus misbehave because of shame.

If Mr. Kus actually I've kind of meggenalnya, because yes is a personal thread in this family. He always drove Eyang Uti and Chia to the boarding school where I used to live.

They greeted me one by one very politely.

"Eyang Akung salam, because he could not participate in welcoming the arrival of Halimah.. There are jobs that you cannot leave behind.. God willing, he will come home for dinner together later." said Eyang again to me.

I nodded in understanding.

After the introduction, I was then invited by Brother Zaky to go up to the 2nd floor where our room was.

"Come in." asked Brother Zaky after opening the door.

"Bismillah... Assalamualaikum.." I said starting my step into the room.

A room that is quite large and looks comfortable with a size of 8x8 meters.

I sat on the edge of the bed observing the surroundings of the room.

A tall and large cupboard perched right in front of me sat down.

In the middle there is a mirror with a large size that can reflect my entire body perfectly.

"The room is very beautiful." I also said heart greetings.

"Keep my things into the left cupboard.. Yesterday it was emptied with Mbok Jum for you." said Abang Zaky who just came out of the bathroom.

"Ohh.. Okay.." I said stiffly and then slowly put my things in the closet.