Waiting for the Love of the Country
S2 | Life must go on..

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"From every beat of my heart, all I remember is your name, even if your heart is not mine."

Time passed by, not a year passed by so quickly. Ibam's condition is much better, the boy who is now almost 2 years old was able to fight cancer cells that gnawed his body. Elmira and Mirda really gave their lives for the child. Sweta is now 4 years old, Elmira's adopted son is also very well grown. In the end they brought Sweta to live with Elmira in Singapore.

Elmira shut her mouth as if in disbelief, "Bang! The result was positive," said Elmira with teary eyes.

"Thank God, O Allah..." Mirda hugged the wife's body tightly. After a long stormy struggle of their household life, finally a new hope appears. Sweta and Ibam will officially become an older brother.

Happiness was felt by Husain and Alana, both of whom were gifted with twins of male and female sex. Both are enjoying the pleasure of keeping both of his children who are now almost 7 months old. Fathan and Fahira, that's the name Husain and Alana said.

"Papoy, the kids are on the shit on Ma'am, yeah! Kasian if they come, it must be hot. I want to focus on this show, I want to......"

Husain hugged the body of the wife who could not continue his words. "I know, baby, we're both lost! Don't be sad, I don't want the kids to be sad because Mamoy is sad!"

What event does Alana mean?

When your tone is gone.. The night is cold and quiet..

Perih poignant whimpering.. Try to understand yourself..

His name's dead.. Deaden hearts..

I stepped.. Without leading..

But you can go.. You can go..

Not that I don't accept.. The real line outlined..

Perih poignant whimpering.. Try to understand yourself..

Maybe you asked..

What can? Without you..

Me here.. Trying to accept..

Go away quietly.. I will keep walking..

But you can go.. But you can go.. But you can go..

Don't wanna lose you.. But you can go..

I'm not done with you.. But you can go..

So scared to live.. Without you yeah..

But you can go.. But you can go..

Want you to be live.. But you can go..

Can't come with you.. But you can go..

I'll miss you so much.. But you can go..

Now you can go.. Now you can go..

A tent was already standing on a mound of earth with a gravestone bearing the name of a woman who was very much loved. 40 days had gone, but the wound was still very deep.

A man sits down with a baby girl in his arms. "Assalamu'alaikum my heavenly angel, look at our little daughter who is 3 months old! She's very pretty, just like you. I gave her the names Alesia, Alan and Theresia! Baby Baba said, I'm a descendant of Baba! Can't give you a good name!"

The man smiled bitterly, he was Alan. Three months ago, Theresa gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. But he had heavy bleeding that left him in a coma for months. Forty days ago, Theresia began to awaken. Just one day, in one day it was very stable. He is able to carry his beloved baby. But in the end, he breathed his last while hugging his little daughter.

"aa... Ja-gaga princess ki-we're all right.. I-don't be sad.. I-I'm happy to be-ja-in your is-true.. Bim-guide a-aku Aa.." pinta Theresia.

Alan put his lips to his wife's ear, "La ilaha illallah... La ilaha... La ilaha illallah..."

Tiiiiittt....

The sound of the monitor made his little daughter cry in the arms of the father who now hugs the body of his mother. "I'm sincere darling, go my heavenly angel..."

Alan promised his wife that he would take good care of Alesia. The man looked very tough, he even took care of and cared for his own daughter. Although sometimes Ummi, Bunda and Alana took care of her daughter.

It wasn't easy for Alan to be both a father and a mother to Alesia. But he always convinced himself that he could and he could.

Right next to Alan, Thoriq sat down before the grave of his sister. He had sincerely accepted, if his sister went home first. "Bidakarku, Brother is coming! Look, your daughter is very pretty. Big brother is lucky, your genes are dropping on him! Than her gesrek cheeks!"

The laughter they both let out was bland, "You are the best Mimi for Alesia, Allah will surely put you in Heaven. We will always pray for you and give the best affection for Alesia."

Now at Theresia's tomb, Alan's family has gathered. They prayed to Theresia, read the jasin together. Later tonight there will be a 40-day event of Theresia's departure. Therefore, they made pilgrimages and prayed for Theresia.

Elsewhere, a great woman is now feeling the breeze of the wind that hit her. For almost a year now he has lived in a place called 'Rainbow House'. She struggles against herself, her mentality slowly shattered by the words of those humans who consider themselves to be right.

Not without faith, but the pressures are able to destroy a person's mentality from within him. All speech, insults, insults and insults kept spinning in his memory. Only her... Only he himself can fight all of this.

Chequelek

The sound of the door opening made her turn and smile with teary eyes, "Mama..... Papa's......"

"Are you ready, baby?" mama Febri and Cyra asked.

This is the first time Cyra will come out of 'Room House', for a year he continues to fight against all the whispers in his head. Thanks to everyone's support, Cyra was finally able to be at this stage. Even now, even though her uterus has now been removed, Cyra is able to give up her life.

The first place he will visit is the tomb of Theresia, his heart was injured when he heard the departure of his beloved sister-in-law. That morning Cyra felt a relief in her heart, she was ready to meet her whole family. For a year he chose not to be in contact with anyone.

They arrive when everything just finished reading yasin, Cyra smiled especially when she saw a woman who is now always holding her husband's hand, more precisely the ex-husband. Especially seen if the woman is now pregnant, because her stomach looks bloated.

"I'm sincere.. I'm sincere... I'm sincere.." Cyra's inner.

"Cyra.." says Alana.

"I'm sorry, Cyra.. I'm stupid, so stupid!" Thoriq cursed himself in his heart.

Cyra let go of her embrace, "Hi.. Mamoy, how are you?" cyra asked with her raucous voice. Alana hugged her best friend again, "I'm not okay, but I have to be okay! So do you, who should always be fine!"

As the two walked closer to Theresia's tomb, Cyra sat down and stroked the gravestone bearing her sister's name. "Assalamu'alaikum, King! Sorry Teteh, sorry for any mistakes. I'm sorry I just got to see you, even in these circumstances."

Cyra cried a sigh, "Blessed there, Re. God will put you in his Heaven. Now you don't get sick anymore, little dear you, Re!"

Sobs are heard again there, but Cyra's focus is distracted by the baby's cry now in Alan's arms. "Sstt.. Child Cheeks can not cry pretty, Ale is shocked, son!"

Alan held Alesia alternately with Thoriq but alasia continued to cry. Cyra approached them, "May I be fat?"

Thoriq and Alan looked at each other, then nodded their heads. Thoriq gave Alesia to Cyra. And miraculously, Alesia stopped crying so in Cyra's arms.

"Mimi Rere's son don't cry, son! You are a strong child, because you were born of a strong woman!" Cyra kissed the little baby, tears flowing from her beautiful eyes.

"Can I talk to you, Cyra?" thoriq asked, Cyra smiled and nodded her head. "Byeah, Mas. But permission was with your wife, don't let her heart hurt."

Cyra's reply quite jolted Thoriq's heart, after asking his wife for permission he took Cyra a little away from there with Alesia in his carrier.

"I'm sorry for all the mistakes, Cyra. Please never hate, by Allah, for the sake of the night's guilt" Thoriq said.

Cyra smiled, "I've forgiven you, Mom! I don't hate you, I'm happy. In the end you will have children, your own flesh and blood. Live happily Mas, we are enough to be the past and become learning in the future. Treat your wife well, maybe our soul mate only briefly! Inshallah.. I'm sincere, let's keep this cord, Mas!"

Thoriq's feeling was quite relieved after saying his apology, "It's no deposit from Rere, before she gave birth she left this same Mas. This trust has been conveyed, you also have to live happily, Cyra. Mas pammit!"

When a relationship starts well and ends well, life feels lighter without having to feel burdened with all the heartache. During her time in 'Road House', Cyra drew closer to God and enjoyed her own life more.

His mentality has been severely beaten, so he must prove if he is able to rise from a slump. Cyra and her family headed to Alan's residence and Theresia, where they would hold an annual event.

Arriving there, Alan retrieves Alesia from his carrier. The two have not greeted each other, there is a little doubt in the heart of Alan and Cyra to say hello first.

Cyra prefers to join the mothers who are now busy preparing parcels for tahlilan later. "Masha Allah, my nephew is beautiful and handsome! Very excited sihh Papoy's son with Mamoy!"

Alana smiled then gave Fathan to Cyra, "Nih, Mami you should carry you Fathan! It's nice, he's not even there when Mamoy wants to go out!" alana's complaint made Cyra smile.

"Mommy-mommy?"

"Yes! He'll call you Mami, my son this is also your son Cyra. I'm gonna need your help raising our kids!" alana.

Husain approached the two, "Yes, Mommy! Watch out if Mami goes back and forth, Papoy will ask an adjutant to check on him for 24 hours!" pissed Husain. "You're a great girl, Ra! Children must also receive great upbringing from great women like you!"

They hugged each other, Hussain accidentally saw an envelope from Cyra's jacket pocket. "This what?" ask Husain.

"The letter from Theresa, Mas Thoriq who loved me earlier!" answer Cyra.

Husain gathered all his family, including Thoriq and Alan who had just stepped down from his room. "What's wrong? Why is everything so tense? I want to fight!" chirps Alan.

"Theresa left this letter to Thoriq before giving birth, and I intend to read it in front of all of you. So that there will be no misunderstandings in the future, this letter could be a will from Theresia" Husain explained clearly.

They understood, slowly Husayn read the Theresian's letter.

🌼🌼🌼

Assalamualaikum Mami Shanum,

Honestly, I don't expect anything from my current condition. The doctor said the chances of me giving birth to a normal baby are very small. Given the condition of my heart that is no longer okay. While writing this letter, I was honestly in the condition of missing you, Tea!

I'm sorry, the news of my pregnancy seems to be one of the factors of the pain. More mistakes and stupidities made by my brother. I apologize profusely for Shanum Tea, eh no! More precisely Mami Shanum.

Suppose that God does not give me long life, please take care of my daughter and my husband, Aa Alan.

Do you know for yourself, right gesrek what he rich? Hehehehe, but I like it! I love her so much, Shanum Tea! But I want my daughter to grow up well, nurtured by a good mother. Please Tea Shanum, fulfill my last wish..

Watch daughter... And marry A Alan.. Only Teteh can take good care of my daughter and A Alan.. Again, please forgive me.. Think of this as my will, for all the treasures I have will be my daughter's.. I want Teh Shanum to take care of it and raise it...

I love you guys, Theresia.

🌼🌼🌼

They were quite astonished when they heard the will from Theresia. Cyra was speechless, she was crying in Ummi Ulil's arms. Alan was just silent. Seeing that, Thoriq spoke up again.

"As an older brother and ex-husband, I also plead with you to fulfill my sister's will. Rere was right, only Cyra was able to take care of and raise Alesia. I beg you, Alan..." Thoriq kneels before Alan.

"Wake, Mom! Don't do this!" firmly Alan.

Alan asked for time to think, this is too soon. Even the heartache of losing his wife still lingered in his chest. Alan returned to his room, seeing the tiny baby wriggling. "It's so funny you, son!" Alan pulled the nose of his little daughter.

Then she hugged the photo of Theresa in her room, "I miss your voice, Re! Your voice is like a symphony in my life. I also miss the scent of your body, because it's opium to me. Your smile is the jewel of my life, why did you leave me, Re?!"

Alan was crying in silence, he didn't want to wake his daughter. Until finally he fell asleep while hugging a photo of Theresia. Whether real or just in a hallucination, Alan sees Theresia smiling perfectly using her white robe. "Get your love Aa, I leave our little daughter to you and Tea Shanum.. I love you, Alan. Live happily...."

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