Mother Connect For My Son
Part 17's
...I.B.U.S.A.M.B.U.N.G.U.N.T.U.K.A.N.A.K.K.U...
...I ask God for forgiveness. Which means there is no god except the One who is alive again continuously taking care of his creatures. And I repent to Him...
...Narrated Imam Abu Daud...
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Photo scars hanging on the wall of course leave a more real mark than the surrounding.
Elea's cornea again observed the entire room, began to look for the existence of photos that had not left the same traces as Ardha who was also not on the bed.
Elea who was wrapped in clothes and also the instant hijab stepped foot and began to look for something. In Cila's room there was no Ardha, there was only Cila who was still sleeping soundly.
Back, Elea turned her body towards the room. Looking behind the mattress, maybe the photo fell and tucked between the mattress with the wall.
“Lo what?”
Ardha's words made Elea look and unconsciously straighten the body.
“Search for photos,” point to Elea right on the wall before photos hang.
“Not me, I also don't know why the photo is missing. Maybe the photo fell, this is again I look,” explained Elea in a row without a chance Ardha said.
Though there is no one who accuses Elea of eliminating photos of Mita. Just the flat gaze that Ardha threw out.
“Who also accused you of deleting photos? The photo I have taken off and I put it in the warehouse.”
“Why removed? Is it because you feel uncomfortable with me? I really don't mind, so it's okay if you put it back in.”
“The photo is broken!”
“Really? I think last night the picture was fine. But why—“
“Gue new tau if you are actually noisy, chatty and a lot of talk!”
“I only say what I think is right!” Elea said slowly and then went out into the kitchen instead of having to argue with Ardha.
“Ck, no difference, both a lot of talk and equally make my ears hurt.”
Elea could still hear Ardha's words because her feet were still on the doorstep.
I don't know why if he was near Ardha he always felt upset.
The man always wanted to get him to argue.
“Astaghfirullah alladzii laa ilaaha illa huwal hayyul qoyyuumu wa atuubu ilaih.”
(I ask God for forgiveness. Which means there is no god except the One who is alive again continuously taking care of his creatures. And I repent to Him).
Narrated Imam Abu Daud, a reading of Istighfar to remove as much sin as foam in the sea.
Elea was privileged to quell her frustration and begged for forgiveness for being upset with her husband.
Just like yesterday morning, this time Elea also cooked for breakfast assisted by Bi Mia.
Household assistant who originally worked as a foster Cila. Because there was Elea, Bi Mia turned into a household assistant according to her own wishes.
“Cila, Honey, Let's get up! Time for morning prayers,” Elea swayed slowly Cila's body which was still wrapped in a blanket.
His tiny eyes blinked slowly, looking at the figure he called Mother who was neat with a simple home-style suit.
“Son Mother is still sleepy yes, here Mother hugs first let her sleepiness disappear,”
Elea took Cila's body and began to hold her favorite child warmly.
“Hihihi,” Cila giggled as her body swung slowly to the left and to the right.
“Kok can the child Mother is very beautiful?” Elea asked as she pinched softly on Cila's puffed cheeks
“Kok bytes tih Buna Tila is very pretty?” Ask Cila back while kissing Elea's cheek.
“Ih even tease Mommy yes!”
“Tila benelan! Bunah tantik rich bidadali,” said Cila enthusiast.
Cila shook her head and Elea carried the child to ablution and prayed together even though Cila could not recite the prayer.
They prayed only the two because Ardha had disappeared again from the room. It looks like the guy is jogging.
“You're jogging huh?” Elea asked in pleasantries.
“As you can see!”
“Solat?” Elea asked after Ardha finished her morning run. The sweat pours from the temple and some parts of the male's athletic body.
Ardha took off her hat and answered Elea's question “Not yet!”
“Sholat first, mumpung time—“
“Iya bauble!”
Without any more ba bi bu, Ardha went inside the bathroom to clean up. Elea couldn't have just stood by to wait for Ardha to come out of the bathroom and pray.
Ardha is not a child anymore that he must take care of and pay attention to what the man is doing.
Elea prefers to go to Cila's room and help the little boy to get ready.
Wearing a uniform, and combing the girl's hair. The morning was served with events back and forth from the room Cila to the room Ardha.
Cila and Elea went down together to fill the stomach while Ardha followed after.
Today Elea cooks Cila and Ardha's favorite barbeque starchy chicken. Where did Elea know, of course from Bi Mia.
Every time they go to a restaurant, it's always barbeque broiled chicken that is their mainstay.
“Wah Papih ganteng,” praise Cila when seeing the clothes that Ardha wears not like usual.
Elea who saw also smiled sincerely as if she agreed with what Cila said.
Ardha was surprised because after he came out of the bathroom, there is a long suit suitable for prayer use has been on the mattress complete with prayer mats do not forget also with peci, everything looks new.
Of course it's still new because Elea just bought it. Because when Elea saw Ardha's closet there was no suit that was suitable for prayer.
Elea ordered it online and did not need a few hours, the suit had arrived because the distance of the store she ordered was not too far from their place.
“Still!” ardha said.
“Belted Buna huh? Buna well, Tila was bought mukenah bagut,” said Cila because he had just received a set of mukena from Elea.
Ardha looked at Elea who only returned a smile as Cila praised. It had only been a few days of marriage to Elea, but she had already made a change.
“Tila leave Papih!” Cila was very excited to go to school because she would be accompanied by her mother.
After putting the provisions into the jar, Elea followed Cila who had already walked first to the doorway. I can't wait to get to school soon.
Elea wanted to call Ardha to say goodbye, but her mouth was stiff. What call was suitable for him because he had never called the man before.
“Ma-mas!” call Elea with doubt. It feels so shameful.
Ardha who was sitting on the guest sofa while playing a mobile phone looked up.
“Lo call me?”
“Iya, I go first, Mas!”
Mas, Ardha had trembled because of Elea's call.
“Bunah!” Cila approached Elea.
“Pamitan Sama Papih first, Darling!”
Cila kissed the back of Ardha's hand and did not forget to give one kiss on her face.
Deg, Daksa Ardha gasped as Elea also extended her hand. Grabbing Ardha's hanging hand and carrying the burly hand for her to kiss.
“Assalamualaikum!”
“Wa-waalaikumsalam!”