True Love Never Ends
The Part 146

5 Years later...

"You're getting pretty, do you realize that?"

Nasha's face certainly immediately blushed when hearing the praise of the beloved lover, his lover was tucking Nasha's hair behind his ears with a friendly. Nasha looked down embarrassed, the lover cupped his two red cheeks blushing and making her look more beautiful.

"Your face is always in my mind, dear. Every time I close my eyes, I can only see you" Nasha is increasingly made to float by her, her lips smiling shyly, like a new girl pinned by the adoration of heart.

"My dear, do you miss me?"

"Mama..."

"Mamaa...."

"Mamaaaa"

Nasha jumped in shock at hearing a loud voice interrupting her sleep.

A pair of tiny hands patted both of her cheeks so gently, Nasha slowly opened her eyes and her gaze instantly caught the pair of round and large eyes that were currently staring at her with a frown.

"What's up, son?" nasha asked as she sat down and she wriggled lazily.

'Mama, it's dawn. When is the morning prayer?" ask her.

" Huh, is it dawn? "pekik Nasha then he immediately saw the clock on his phone screen.

"Astagfirullah, Habib. Mama woke up late, yes." said Nasha and she immediately jumped down from her bed. Nasha wears her flip-flops.

Habib himself also crawled down, because his body is still small, he had to lie on his stomach first on the edge of the bed and then lower his legs with a tiptoe position. When in the sense of his thumb has touched the floor, he pulled his body so that it sagged down until he managed to tread perfectly on the floor.

His small feet immediately wear sandals that picture the car.

Nasha rushes to the bathroom while folding the long sleeves of her blue pajamas patterned on a car as well. Habib wore pajamas of the same color and motif, he also folded his long arms up to the elbow as his mother did. When he was about to enter the bathroom, Nasha folded the tip of his pants to the knee, Habib also did the same thing.

Then Nasha took ablution in a special faucet, there were two faucets next to it. Habib did the same and took ablution in another faucet.

After that, the two prepare for prayer.

Nasha spread her peace, Habib did the same. He spread his small cool beside his cool mother. Nasha put on your hit and Habib put on his tiny peci.

Nasha performed two rakaat sunnah prayers before dawn which was followed by dawn prayers. Habib patiently followed all the movements of his mother and he read the shokat he had memorized, although occasionally he still yawned and rubbed his eyes when he felt sleepy.

After the prayer, Nasha was solemnly rested, while Habib seemed to be heavily sleepy. Even when she was asleep and almost fell from her seat, Nasha noticed that she was smiling. Then he lifted his son up and put him to sleep on his lap while his lips still kept on berdizkir. Habib looked for the most comfortable position in the lap of the mother, which made her fall asleep immediately, Nasha closed the dhikr with a prayer.

After that, Nasha lifted her little son's body back to the bed, put him to sleep slowly, enveloped him and kissed his forehead fondly.

"Habit... Habib, if you wake up faster than usual, you must sleep again out of prayer" muttered Nasha.

He noticed the shady face of his son, the remedy of all his pain, the comfort of all his sorrow, the tranquilizer of all his restlessness in his heart. His face is handsome, handsome Azhar. Some even say Habib is more handsome than Azhar. Her skin is whiter than Azhar's, like her mother's skin, but her nose may be a little more pugnacious than Azhar's nose.

Nasha comes down after turning off the lights and opening her bedroom window, she goes to the kitchen and finds Ummi Rifa cooking.

"Where's Habib, Sha?" ask Ummi Rifa who is currently putting the cake into the oven.

"Sleep again after praying, Ummi" replied Nasha as she peeked at the cooked cake on the tray.

"Would he have gotten up earlier?" ask Ummi Rifa.

"Yes, Ummi. Nasha is bad luck again waking up"

"Maybe you're exhausted, you better rest at home today"

"Nasha has an operation schedule today, Ummi. But in the afternoon Nasha had come home, about his promise with Habib later in the afternoon want to pilgrimage to his Papa tomb. Oh yeah, Ummi what's morning like this?" nasha asked curiously.

"You make cookies for Habib, from yesterday it has been charged" said Ummi Rifa while chuckling.

That's how his favorite grandson, if promised something will definitely be charged at any time.

Nasha cooked for breakfast this morning, while Ummi Rifa finished her homemade cake.

When the sun is a little high, Nasha has finished cooking of course with help by her mother-in-law.

As they arranged the food on the table, there were sounds of footsteps approaching.

"Good morning." the loud voice that had always been their encouragement now again sounded so loud, even filled the kitchen.

"Good morning, dear" greeted Ummi Rifa then she lowered her head, and her granddaughter immediately gave a warm kiss on her cheek.

"Grandma, where are the cookies?"

"At the dinner table, but before eating it, drink milk first yes" exclaimed Nasha.

"But Grandma said today Habib will eat a lot of cookies" she said.

"Today, right? Not this morning? Today there will be noon, later in the afternoon, right? Habib the smart child drinks milk first yes, son" persuaded Nasha gently even accompanied by a gentle smile as well, he also looked at his son very gently and lovingly.

"Yes, Mama" Habib replied later.

"Smart, here, Mama love the gift first" said Nasha as she bowed and Habib brought her chubby cheeks closer to her mother's kiss.

Shortly after Abi Fadlan also came out of his room, Habib immediately ran towards his grandfather while raising his hand the sign he wanted in a carry.

The grandfather immediately caught his grandson and carried him.

They also had breakfast with Habib who was on the bench by his grandfather. Abi Fadlan even fed Habib painstakingly, many times Nasha asked her father-in-law to let Habib eat himself, in order to learn, but Abi Fadlan still often feed her and say first she also often feed Azhar. Nasha also let her father-in-law treat her grandchildren as he treated her, thinking maybe it could treat Abi Fadlan's longing for Azhar