Mother Connect For My Son
The Part 52
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...If you are anxious, then read the Quran. The Quran makes the heart more calm. Because by reading it means we are thinking of remembering Allah SWT. And whoever remembers Allah, his heart will be filled with tranquility...
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“Why Bunah? Kok feathers. Want to see a ghost?” Cila asked because Elea held her hand and walked quickly.
The mother went straight to the door frame in a hurry.
Cila look back. The fence has been closed by security guards. And Cila didn't find anything that scared her.
“Mothers go to the toilet, Honey. Rush because it already hurts the stomach.” Kill Elea. she wiped the sweat dripping on the temple. Holding the stomach as if you have a stomachache.
Cila nodded and ber oh. Sit on the couch and let her go upstairs.
“Bi Mia, Temenin Tila gambal dong. Bunk again takit pelut.” Cila called out to Bi Mia who was then passing towards the kitchen.
Bi Mia approached and accompanied Cila to take a drawing book and a color pencil.
While Elea who was on the top floor immediately ablaze and took the quran. One way to make the heart calm.
When you are anxious, read the Quran. Because the Quran can make the heart more calm. Because by reading it means we are thinking of remembering Allah SWT. And whoever remembers Allah, his heart will be filled with tranquility.
Elea read verse by verse the beautifully scratched readings in the Quran
“Shadaqallahul azim.”
(Allah is the Greatest).
Elea shuts down the Quran. And sure enough his heart was now much calmer.
“Out again njai?” Cila emerged from behind the door. The little girl slowly approached Elea with a single iqra and her head was covered with an instant hijab.
“Tila to najai, Bunah.” Cila sat down beside Elea and handed the iqra to Elea.
Elea smiles. Cila likes to learn. Usually schedule to teach Cila after magrib. But when he heard Elea teach, the girl also wanted to teach.
“Well if the letter is like a wire then it is called a letter?”
Elea asks Cila while knowing if Cila still remembers yesterday's learning.
“Lam!” exclaim Cila enthusiast. Of course he remembered because his mother taught him a parable that made it easier to remember.
“God's Mass. Mother's child is great. Remember the lesson yesterday. Now the letter is like a duck and there are 2 dots below it is the letter?” Ask Elea again.
Cila thought for a moment “Ya!” answer Cila again appropriately. His face displayed a confident look.
“Betul seka-“ said Elea stopped because she saw Ardha who was already standing in the doorway. Sontak also made Cila look over.
Her papih who had just left a few minutes ago had now been in front of her.
“Mas, what's up? not that you want to go syutting but why is it here now? Is there a problem?”
Ardha walked over and sat on the bed sighing.
“I'm going to jogja for a week. There are a few scenes to do there.”
Ardha said heavily because he had to leave Elea and Cila. They want to come but Cila must go to school and it is impossible for Ardha to bring Elea because Cila will definitely whine.
“Sunday, Mas?” Elea asked that too with a heavy tone. A week is a long time. Ardha and Elea have never been separated for too long.
“Hmm. You mind?”
Elea shook her head though inwardly very heavy.
“If you object I will tell the producer and will resign.” Ardha again.
Cila only listened because he did not understand what his parents were talking about.
Elea nodded again. He does not want to be the cause of Ardha to get out of the world he really likes.
“Do you know what Mas stayed for a week?” Ardha.
“Iya Mas's. When to leave? Let me prepare your needs.”
“Tonight.”
Elea nodded and picked up the suitcase located in the corner of the closet. Take a few sheets of Ardha's clothes and put them in the suitcase. Cila approached and sat on Ardha's lap.
“Foam want to purgi?”
“Hm, Cila same Mother at home huh. Keep home. Papih go to work for a while. Please do not make Mother overwhelmed.”
Ardha took out Cila's nose while warning the child not to make Elea bother. Cila frowned because he did not like it.
While Elea chuckles, her husband is deliberately teasing Cila. Childhood self-help is required to take care of the home. Obviously the house is not going anywhere. Even if something happens there is a Pak Satpam in front.
“Tila the child who pintel. Nda's gonna make Bunaah lepot. Do not forget to bring Tila tama Buna many souvenirs.”
“Each small boss.”Ardha moves the sign's hand as respect and obedience to the superior. Crazy chuckles.
“Bos besal.” Erat Cila. Along with Elea who had finished preparing the needs of Ardha.
Elea and Cila led Ardha to the front of the gate. The car has been turned on and Ardha already wants to get into the car after saying goodbye the car drove leaving Elea and Cila back.
With a care Elea observed around perhaps the male figure she had seen was still around here.
The figure is no longer there but there is something else that makes Elea nervous.
The house next door is like a lot of activity because some cars are parked.
Elea thought that their side house had been inhabited by new people because Elea had seen a plaque that the house was sold.
Elea went back into the house. He thought maybe tomorrow or later to get acquainted with his new neighbors because at this time the neighbors must be busy arranging their belongings.