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54. Embark

Staring at the figure of the long hooded woman.  His gaze astonishedly stared at the appearance of the young man before him.  Usually the people who appeared in the house were people who looked typical religious, but the young man before him looked different.  Semi-sparing hair, wearing necklaces, jeans, and skull t-shirts.  Where's that man from?

Despite staring in surprise, the forty-seven-year-old woman still threw a smile.

Akhmar threw a clumsy smile back.  She was sure that the woman in front of her was Aiza's mother.  And somehow he became clumsy and reluctant to face his mother Aiza. “I Akhmar.”

“Here find who ya?”

“I wanted to. Oh yes, excuse me, Mom.  No business.”  Akhmar, confused, chose to run away.  Leaving the transfixed Qanita with a frowned.

Akhmar did not go home.  He's looking for Adnan's house.  It is said that Adnan and Aiza are neighbors.  It means their house is close together.  Akhmar found a house that was no less large than Aiza's house, consisting of three floors and from outside the fence looks striking than the other house. Adnan also comes from among the.

Akhmar approached the house.  He saw Adnan passing from the side of the house to the front, about to enter through the front door.  The man broke into the house when he realized Akhmar's whereabouts.  He turned back, looking towards Akhmar.

“Akhmar, it is better for you to study with Aiza," said Adnan made Akhmar's footsteps stop.

Akhmar. "Any, you seem to like Aiza, but why do you give me a way to get close to her?"

"Whatever path I give you to make him, if he is my soul mate, then he will be mine. On the contrary, no matter how hard I narrow Aiza's closeness to other guys, if she's not my soul mate, then she won't be mine. God's arranged marriage."

Akhmar pulled the thin corner of his lips. Then he stepped away.

Arriving at home, Akhmar inexplicably peeks at Aiza's social media.  And he found the words written on the girl's post.

'And ask for help through patience and prayer.'

'God knows what is best for you and when is the right time for you to have it.'

'Just because something doesn't happen to you right now, doesn't mean it never will.'

'Why is the test so hard on you? For Allah has given His strongest army the heaviest battle.'

Akhmar still scrolls down to read the girl's post on Instagram. There is always an Islamic pearl word in the post, with a beautiful photo showing only the hands, the back hijab, and a piece of covered body part that does not look whole.

'Whoever trusts in Allah, Allah will meet his needs.'

'God has given you the bitterness of the world so that you may appreciate the sweetness of faith.'

Not only photos accompanied by words of pearl were uploaded by the girl.

There was also a touching video of the breast, a video showing how much Aiza loved her mother.

As Aiza was eating with her friends at the dinner table, she ate a piece of kentaki chicken, which turned out to be only one, because after she took the chicken cut, it was the last chicken on the plate. 

And when her mother came and said she wanted to sit with her friends Aiza to eat kentaki, Aiza returned the kentaki and handed it to her.

Next, there is also a video of Aiza being in the market with her mother. He took over the groceries in the hands of his mother who was filled with vegetables, did not want his mother tired of carrying heavy items.

There is also a moment where Aiza invites mother and Zahra to eat at the food stall, then a waiter gives a special cake surprise for her mother Aiza, she said special surprise mother. Aiza and Zahra hugged Qanita. Other people can give surprises and attractive gifts to the mother, but Aiza never did that. That's where the heat lies.

"Aiza loves umi," said Aiza softly.

Then Aiza gave writing in every video she uploaded, both in the form of running writing, as well as writing that at a glance looks on the video, everything is interesting.

'Mother's Love of all time, Child Loving Throughout the Galah'. 

Those words have a deep meaning, that unfortunately a mother is forever. Children's affection for parents has limits. Often a child does not care and acts selfish, even rarely to ask the news of the mother. Especially if the child has a busy life, it can be ascertained that just calling or sitting with the mother fifteen minutes is not supportive.

These little things laden with affection are often overlooked. So the aba is not the most important priority in life.

When was the last time you exchanged news with your mom, what was the last thing you talked about with your mom? 

If you don't find the answer, it means you haven't opened a chat with your mom for a long time. Actually the mother does not need how much material you provide, the most important thing is that you are healthy and always protected. 

It used to be small, the mother tirelessly invites you to joke, laugh loosely when tired after work. Although tired yet still trying to entertain, do not let you lonely yourself. 

Now, no need to laugh satisfied after coming out of the mall, just drinking tea together while telling the childhood was enough. It doesn't take luxury to have real happiness. Even with mom, the little things are fun.

Again, you have missed the little things that were overlooked. 

Saying the phrase “I love you, mom” is to be a touching thing for mom. Learning a lot about life. The life you always taught me we can't buy even a trillion dollars. A form of affection that does not know what we can replace it with.

Akhmar. The ha pe in his hand came off. He stretches his body in a reclining position. Aiza's words disturbed her mind until she suddenly remembered her father. The figure of the man who became a father and mother for him. Because since his mother died at the age of a baby, his father has done all the work of a mother. Both make milk, put to bed, play, also carry with cloth while working was done.

Akhmar breathed heavily. Why is the effect of the sentence Aiza delivered through her upload really imprinted on her mind? 

Akhmar closed his eyes.

And about Vito. There was no news of police pursuit, or suddenly a pickup in his contract to be dragged into the cell.  He's still safe until now.

Akhmar shook his head in memory of Vito.  How's Vito doing?  Is it dark in the grave?

Akhmar shook his head again.  Why is it the thought of a cemetery?  He rubbed his bristling skin.

Then he grabbed a smartphone and turned the murotal to listen to Al Fajr's letter.  He began to memorize the letter.

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