The Secound Choice's
Six Three
It was still dark, while the others were asleep in dreams and were soundly asleep a male figure whose face looked tired ran towards Garbarata.
His work coat is still attached to wrap his body that is not thin.
"Good not to miss the plane, Doc!" greet someone in a blue uniform complete with his hat. One of the officers who worked at the airport was already very familiar with the man he called the dock.
Humanitarian tragedy that occurred and ended in the hospital where he worked made Hafiz have to work extra to help overcome the victims.
The flight schedule was supposed to be that afternoon, but the pace had to turn into a morning flight to the next morning.
"It's on the plane, Abi! Hafiz go straight to Ustadz's house later. If Abi arrives first please apologize Hafiz." he said as he put down the backpack he was carrying.
"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim!" his lips reflexively pronounce the lafadz full of takzhim as soon as his tired body sits on the plane seat.
Hafiz turned off his phone, keeping the flat object in a small bag. A red velvet box poked out from the inside making her smile slightly.
"May Allah grant me success this time." - He said.
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It has been a few days that Mama Juna's extended family is in the city most missed by Muslims around the world.
In fact, they all finished performing Umrah and now they will all leave for Medina.
A mini bus carrying Juna's mother, Papa Adzka, Nek Lia and her husband Syifa left the hotel where they were staying.
Papa Adzka sat next to Syifa,
"Papa's feelings today are strange. Papa wants to stay close like this. Papa kept on remembering you when you were a kid, Fa." Papa Adzka held Syifa's hands together, looking at the girl affectionately
"What's so weird, Pa?" syifa asked smilingly, the girl now hugged her papa.
I don't know, actually his heart also trembled when the Papa said the strangeness.
"Syifa also felt that way, Pa. It feels like Syifa wants to stay close to Papa" he said in his heart.
"Syifa leave everything to Papa. If you're okay, Syifa's OK." reply Syifa mantab. The woman really gave her soul mate to God, and gave all these affairs to her parents.
"No way Uncle and Aunt can find me a bad guy!" he thought so knowing the news there was the best candidate from his Aunt and Uncle.
It is like finding a bright spot of his impasse thinking because of Akmal's insistence that he will marry next month with a girl he says will make him regret if not as soon as possible marry the girl.
The length of the journey makes passengers slumber, Syifa is no exception. Only Papa Adzka survived, the man moved to sit close to the driver. Ask questions for the sopit to be careful and equally not sleepy.
A few hours later their mini bus came to the yard of the house that was not too wide. The owner of the house was already standing in front of the door with a petite woman. From a distance the woman already looked like wiping away her falling tears.
The miss!
Mama Juna was the first one to get out of the mini bus. His young body no longer ran towards the little woman dressed in all black like a child.
"Mother!!" he said he hugged Cindy's mother, the two hugged each other and kissed each other's cheeks and then hugged back
"Oh Allah, the Mother is also visited at last" said the woman
Mama Juna and Mother Cindy are not like children and stepmothers, they are even more like mothers and biological children. It is the circumstances that force them to separate.
After Papa Rudi died, Mother Cindy decided to join aunt Jun who married a foreigner and finally settled there.
Everyone now shakes hands and hugs each other releasing longing.
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