True Love Never Ends
Part 148 - FINISHED

Nasha came home in the afternoon according to his promise to Habib, and when he arrived at home, it turned out that his house was crowded with the arrival of Oma and his Opa Habib, also his two aunts who refused to be called aunty.

In the living room, various Habib toys were scattered on the floor.

"Assalamualaikum.." exclaimed Nasha and Habib who is currently playing with Mera immediately ran over to her mother.

"Mama.." shouted his glee.

"Anything with Aunt Mera, son?" nasha asked when she saw a toy plane in her son's hand.

"No Bibi.." Mera grumbled annoyedly "Aunty, Aunty Mera" said Mera, who made Nasha pluck her lips.

"Tante alone" continued Hanin who again made Mera snort annoyed.

"Your husband's not coming, Mer?" nasha asked then while holding her son in.

"Harry's out of town again, brother. His word work business" Mera replied.

"Most come to his new wife" tease Hanin that makes Mera immediately glared annoyed, Nasha and Hanin just laughed. Harry works at one of the top companies, because Harry wants to start his career with his own path without being influenced by his family or his wife's family is super rich.

"Mama, Oma and Opa brought new clothes." said Habib girang but Nasha seemed unhappy with it.

"Sha, you're home" said her mother.

"Yes, Ma. Habib said Mama brought new clothes for Habib" said Nasha.

"Yes, Mama bought it in Paris" replied her Mama happily.

"Oh Allah, Ma Ma... Habib's clothes are a lot"

"Well, how else, Sha. Mama saw funny funny, Habib's curiosity continues, so buy me deh" replied his Mama.

Nasha saw Habib's new clothes that his grandmother bought, Nasha counted them and there were 10 sheets. Making Nasha shake her head.

"Yg in buying Oma Raya and her Rifa grandmother are still many who have not been unwrapped" said Nasha.

"Habib, if Habib's clothes are partly in love with people, can't they?" ask Nasha. His son glanced up while tapping his finger first, as if he was thinking seriously, making Nasha feel so anxious with the behavior of his son.

"May, but not this one." said Habib then took a jacket with a yellow motif on his neck "And this..." he pulled the yellow hem "And this.." he pulled back a pair of suits that also had yellow. It made both grandmothers laugh.

"The point is that there is no yellow color" said Ummi Rifa.

"That means everything is okay, Habib?" nasha asked to make sure and the boy nodded.

"There's just.." murmured Nasha.

"Ma, I took a bath for a while, this time I was the same Habib wanted to pilgrimage to the tomb of Papa Habib" said Nasha later.

"Bareng Abi, Nasha. Soon also go home his words" said Ummi Rifa.

"Yes, Ummi"

.........

Now, Nasha's family has arrived at the grave of her late husband. Nasha stroked a gravestone that read Azhar Ubaidillah Bin Muhammad Fadlan. Nasha misses her so much, it is still not uncommon for her to dream about her husband. A dream that always feels real when Nasha opens her eyes.

Not a few who applied for Nasha for five years, from among fellow Doctors, and Ustadz Ustadz in Al Hikmah boarding school.

Nasha successfully graduated in the pesantren, precisely graduated one year ago. It was what amazed the Ustadz there and this attracted Nasha, as Ustadz Yahya did. Because Nasha is an independent woman, modern, but still not shy to learn no matter the age of her getting older or classmates who are still far below her age.

Nasha did not want to stop learning, because Azhar once said, that the first school of a child is his mother. Nasha has to make sure she is able to be her son's best school.

Abi Fadlan led a solemn prayer for his parents, his grandparents and his late son as well as other ahlul qubur.

After the prayer was over, they rushed home.

Nasha's driving, still using Azhar's gift car. Not that Nasha can not afford a new car, what else is that her biological family is much richer than her adoptive family is very able to buy a new car every year on Nasha. But Nasha doesn't want a new car, she just wants to have what Azhar gives her.

So also with the house, the business left Azhar advanced rapidly, Abi Fadlan is very able to buy or build a house that is also larger and luxurious, and can also be used as a luxury, but they do not want to leave a house full of good memories with their son.

Arriving home, Nasha opens the door for Abi Fadlan because Habib is asleep in his lap. Abi takes her to Nasha's room and lulls her to sleep slowly.

While below, Ummi Rifa arrives a male guest who wants to meet with Nasha and of course with her in-laws as well.

"Nasha's friend?" ask Ummi Rifa.

"Yes, Aunt. My name is Dilan, I'm Nasha's college friend first" Dilan said.

"Dilan?" nasha exclaimed as she just came down the stairs "What's wrong?" nasha asked as she glanced at Ummi Rifa at a glance.

For two years, Dilan did re-contact after they lost contact when Dilan decided to move to London.

"Hi, Sha.." said Dilan as he stood up.

"Hi, please sit down" said Nasha and she sat next to Ummi Rifa.

"Sha, Aunt. Actually I came here because of me... I want to say that..." Dilan glanced at Nasha nervously, making Nasha confused.

"That's what?" ask Nasha.

"Actually, Nasha. I've loved you for 6 years. And I still love you until now" Dilan said in a breath that made Nasha stunned as well as Ummi Rifa.

Abi Fadlan who just joined them was no less surprised.

"Dilan, what are you talking about? I thought you were married. Hehe "said Nasha then tried to melt the atmosphere that had been tense.

"Yet, Sha. I have not found a woman who can fill my heart, because my heart is still filled with you" said Dilan again. Ummis

And Abi throws each other glances.

"If you want to speak with four eyes, that's okay" Abi Fadlan said, then he asked his wife to leave Nasha and Dilan.

"Nasha, do you have a father-to-be for Habib?" dilan asked nervously after Nasha's in-laws left.

"Dilan, I'm sorry." said Nasha sincerely "But I really never think about a new relationship, I still love and want to be tied to my old one. I'm sorry" Nasha said, rejecting Dilan's love statement gently.

"Don't you want to try it first, Sha?" dilan asked expectantly and Nasha shook her head.

"Sorry, Dilan. But I can't replace my husband, I would be very happy if we became friends and sisters only" said Nasha who made Dilan sigh in despair, but Dilan still smiled understandably. Dilan knew long ago, Nasha really loved Azhar, but Dilan never thought Nasha would still love Azhar after five years in living by Azhar.

.........

At dinner time, Abi Fadlan glanced at Nasha several times as well as Ummi Rifa. The second time since was like saying something.

"What's wrong?" nasha asked confusedly.

"Sha, that was your friend..."

"Dilan?" ask Nasha.

"Yes, Son. He's such a nice guy and loves you so much, even 6 years ago. But.... But why are you rejecting her, son?" ask Ummi Rifa heart.

Nasha smiled wryly at Ummi's question.

"Sha, we know you still love Azhar. But maybe Habib needs a father figure, son. Your age is also very young, until when will you take care of Habib alone?" ask Abi Fadlan.

"Nasha didn't take care of Habib alone, Ummi. There are three families who take care of Habib. There are three grandparents and three grandmothers, I'm sure that's enough for Habib" replied Nasha.

"Even if Nasha remarries, will Nasha's husband love Habib like his biological son?" ask Nasha later.

"Honey.." Rifa's mother said softly "Men like Ustadz Yahya and also Dilan, would definitely be a very good father figure for Habib"

"Ummi, Nasha can't" Nasha replied more emphatically "Nasha can't replace Azhar as Habib's husband and father" and Nasha said with glassy eyes.

It made her in-laws feel guilty for having discussed such a thing.

"Darling, we understand. Forgive us, son" said Ummi Rifa.

"It's okay, Ummi" said Nasha then he took a deep breath.

"Nasha will call Habib to dinner" he continued then rushed to his room.

"We shouldn't be discussing something like this huh, Bi. Poor Nasha" said Ummi Rifa.

"Yes, Mi. Like his decision was unanimous not to marry again, even though Nasha was very young and many wanted to propose her. Even Habib's Ustadz also paid attention to him"

"Yes, Bi. We respect Nasha's decision, we also have to take care of Nasha and Habib until the end of our lives"

Nasha looked at Habib sitting in the middle of the bed holding a book.

"Habib.." call Nasha who immediately makes her son look up "What's up, honey?" nasha asked and he realized that the book Habib was playing was the journal Azhar.

"Mama, did you get a letter from Papa?" Habib.

"Ter Cin Ta" he read the paper in the journal.

"Love... Love" said Habib.

"Mama, what's a lover?" her question made Nasha smile.

"Love means the one we love" Nasha replied.

Habib opened the journal again randomly and he read the contents again.

"Well, Papa is very smart. Later Habib wrote a letter also to Papa ya"

"Yes, Honey. But it's time for dinner" Nasha said. Habib nodded and crawled down from the bed as usual.

Nasha brought Habib down, her grandparents immediately greeted her with a big smile.

"Ummi, in two days I'm going to Elin village. The reception was held in the village" Nasha said.

"Yes, after all, Elin has grown up in the city, even in her wedding reception in her village" continued Ummi Rifa.

"The matter of his extended family there, Ummi. Her husband also comes from her village and has a large family there, her grandparents are old and also said she is still alive but can not do the flight. So his reception in the village" said Nasha who made Ummi Rifa nod a nod her head understood.

.........

Two days later, Nasha and Habib were already at the airport. Habib seemed happy every time he got on a plane, even he had asked his mother to buy a plane. Nasha laughed at that time and he said God willing, one day Habib will have a plane.

When the plane was already flying in the air, Habib was not afraid and he even kept looking out the window.

"Mom, is Papa on the cloud?" habib asked arrived.

"Yes" answered Nasha. Habib just laughed.

At the airport, Nasha is picked up by Uncle Elin, who also picked up Nasha when he first came to the village. While Nasha hears that Elin's grandmother who used to be close to Nasha is dead. Brakes

"Your son is very handsome, much like the late Ustadz Azhar yes" said Elin's uncle "What else his eyes are, exactly"

"Yes, everyone says so" Nasha replied.

Arriving at Elin's house, Nasha and Habib are greeted warmly by Elin's family. Nasha is sent to Elin's room to meet Elin.

"Sha.." cried Elin girang "Oh, my Arab prince, the end came too" he kissed Habib's chubby cheeks with gnarly many times, and Habib immediately wiped his cheek the mark of Elin's kiss that made Elin snort, while Nasha just laughed.

"It's really expensive, Habib" said Elin scowled.

"Should dong" Nasha continued.

"Oh yeah, Sha. I heard, you rejected Dilan's love huh" Elin said later.

"Dilan told you?" ask Nasha.

"Yes, I invited her to my wedding reception" said Elin, which made Nasha laugh.

"What a hell of a you, Lin. Want revenge on your ex?" ask Nasha.

"Not so, now we're better. I've also moved on, now we're good friends" Elin said.

.........

At 7 p.m., Elin's reception is in the title. Many guests were present, and Nasha was reunited with Dilan. Nasha tried to act as well as Dilan.

Dilan also greeted Habib and asked some questions, such as how old Habib is, what school has not been, and so on. Habib answered all of Dilan's questions very seriously, making Dilan feel so anxious.

"What gift do you give to your ex, Dilan?" it was Goda Nasha who made Dilan laugh.

"Honeymoon tour" he replied, which made Nasha laugh.

The reception went well, Nasha and Habib stayed at Nasha's house because Nasha didn't want her son to be exhausted if he had to return to Jakarta again.

.........

The next day, before returning to the city, Nasha brought Habib a road in the village. To remember Azhar, of course.

Because it was in the village that Nasha first saw Azhar, met Azhar, became acquainted with Azhar and for her jewel times she had a crush on a man.

Nasha reminisced about the good times with a smile on her lips.

"Mama, Habib likes it here" said Habib "Mama, there's a kite.." his screech then pointed to a tree, where there is a kite hauling there.

Nasha immediately remembered Azhar, where at that time she was trapped in a tree because she was a hero to the kite child who was stuck in a tree. But the real hero was Azhar, when Azhar came and helped her down. Even gave her turban to cover Nasha's shirt which was torn because it was caught by a tree branch.

"Want Mama get it?" Nasha offered to her son.

"Well, Mama can climb?" habib asked doubtfully.

"Can dong, Papa used to climb on the tree" said Nasha.

"Well, Mama's great. Want his kite, Ma" screeched Habib overjoyed while jumping.

"Habib wait here yes, Mama take his kite first" said Nasha.

"Yes, Mama" answered Habib obediently, he sat cross-legged under the tree and looked up, watching his true mother climb up the tree with a heart.

Nasha managed to take her kite and then she came down, but as usual, she was scared when she looked down.

"Mama..." cried Habib "Can he come down?" ask her.

Seeing Habib, Nasha's fear was gone, because what he saw was not the height of the tree, but he only focused on Habib who was waiting for him below.

"Can dong" replied Nasha. Then he tried to get down from there.

"Take it there..."

"Take off your hand there, and hold it to the branch..."

Nasha recalled how Azhar directed her first and...

Hap...

He managed to jump down, Habib clapped his hands cheerfully and Nasha gave the kite to Habib.

"Habib want to see the river?" nasha asked later and Habib nodded while he was counting the kites he had held.

Nasha held Habib's small hand and the two walked towards a river not far from there.

Nasha recalled how she had met Azhar there, Azhar Serdang was in the river and Nasha thought Azhar was drowning. Nasha even kept thinking that Azhar was a village man.

Nasha and Habib sat on a rock and put their feet into a river where the water was so cool.

"It's cold" Habib said "Can you take a bath here, Ma?" ask Habib.

"May, but on the edge yes. There in, Habib will drown" Nasha said. Habib looked so excited.

Nasha undressed Habib and left only his dallam. Then Nasha helped Habib down and asked Habib to step on a rock inside. Habib immediately felt very excited and he hit the water hard while laughing. Nasha thought to herself, she used to be like Habib when she went into the river, she also hit the water hard and it turned out that Azhar was peeping at her.

Both of them play water with great joy, their laughter mixed with the sound of water Habib play, Nasha also helps Habib swim. It made his son laugh.

..........

I love you and will always love you, my husband.

No matter even after the world has separated us, I still love you and you will not be replaced in my heart and in my life.

Why does destiny separate us?

Is destiny not for our love?

But...

When for a child their father is their super hero. But to me, you are my super hero.

If for others their friend is their brother, but for me you are my friend.

And when for them their first teacher is their mother, but for me you are my first teacher.

Which not only taught me the various sciences of the world and the hereafter, but taught me the meaning of life. Where in life there must be the name of the exam that we must pass with the name of his patient and sincere.

All this time, I thought patience was just silence and acceptance. But it turned out I was wrong, patiently accepting with the air and believing that there would be wisdom behind every test.

I thought all this time I was sincere with my life destiny as a child who was thrown away and on the bridle. But it's not, I haven't been sincere until I can let go willingly. Until I can accept and make peace with the destiny that has been outlined.

You taught me all that, then how can I replace you? Who not only acts as a husband but also a true teacher even to this day I live with your teachings.

How can I stop loving you while you love me until the end of your life?

I love you and will always love you until I take my last breath.

Wait for me there, and I'll be patient to catch up with you. My dear, my true love.

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