Honey For Amira
Farhan's Story

"I'm sorry, it doesn't look like it's going to be possible" Amira said. 

"Why Amira?" 

"I've actually been betrothed by my parents to a man."

"Who? which person?"

"He's Kyai Hanafi's grandson. Kyai was my father when he went over first."

"Oh, you want to?"

Amira smiles. 

"God willing. Me and him right now are also ta'arufan Mas."

Dion breathed deeply. Amira refused it twice. But this time, he was not so disappointed because he was just a prank. But if Amira wants to, there's no harm in Dion making sure she gets married.

"Oh, I thought, you don't have any. If you don't have one yet, I'm actually going to make sure you marry me. Let us be successful with that. You have a shop, I have a meatball stall."

"I'm sorry, Mas. I've disappointed you. I just want to be filial to my two parents."

"Oh. Ja. I understand Amira. Congratulations then. May you be the same she is a match and may your marriage last until grandparents."

"Amen."

Moments later, a servant approached Amira. 

"This is the meatball," said the waiter as he handed the plastic containing five packs of meatballs. 

"Oh, thank you. How muchisit?" ask Amira. 

"Free Amira for you."

Amira was shocked when she heard Dion's words. 

"Lho, don't dong Mas. Play for free. I want to buy, I don't want to ask."

Dion smiling. 

"Don't offend Amira. I'm sincere, count for my alms. To sell my sales today."

Amira got up from her seat.

"O Allah, very kind of you. Thanks a lot then."

"Yes Amira. You're welcome." 

After buying the meatballs, Amira immediately left Dion's stall. After that, he went back to his shop. 

***

Half a month later, Amira and Gus Farid are close. Every day, before leaving for the store Amira always deliver food to Gus Farid. 

At this time, Amira had arrived in front of Gus Farid's house. He then knocked on the door of the house. 

Tok tok ..

"Assalamualaik."

"Wa'alakiumsalam." 

Gus Farid opened the door. He smiled when he saw Amira. 

"Amira."

"Regular Gus. It's food for you" said Amira as she offered a small bushel containing rice and side dishes for Gus Farid to eat. Because during his stay in the house, Mr. Husen gave Gus Farid a meal. Because Mr. Husen has also considered Gus Farid like his own biological child. Moreover, Mr. Husen did not have a son. And soon, Gus Farid will also be his son-in-law. 

Gus Farid took the bushel. 

"Alhamdulillah. Thanks to Amira. Is this you cooking?" 

"Not Gus. But the mother cooked. I can't get to Gus. I also need to get ready for the store."

"If you were my wife, would you continue to be my wife?"

"It's not Gus. If I'm your wife, it's up to you, Gus, where to take me. Because if I'm already a wife, I belong to you completely Gus."

"Clearly I will take you back to the boarding house. With your son Laila too. Let you be more Istikomah in worship. I will take your Umrah once a year with the pesantren family.

"Yes Gus. That will be later if you are married. We are not married yet."

"Yes Amira. Thanks to Amira for the food."

"Yes Gus. Then I'll go first, Gus."

"Would you like to go to the store?" 

"Yes Gus. My employees are waiting."

"Yes, be careful on the road, Amira."

"Yes Gus."

"Assalamualaik."

"Wa'alakiumsalam."

Amira then leaves Gus Farid and slides off to the store. 

Arriving in front of the store, Amira was surprised when she saw Farhan's motorbike. 

"But where is Mas Farhanya."

Amira looks for Farhan's whereabouts. But Farhan was not around the store. Amira is shocked when Farhan suddenly comes out of his shop. 

Farhan smiled as he looked at Amira. 

"Amira. You just came. I've been looking for you since."

"Sorry Mas. There's a need for what ya you came here "

"There's nothing. I'm just looking to meet you. Just talking to you. We haven't talked in a long time. Anyway, what I see is your store is still quiet."

"Aren't you teaching me?"

"I'm on vacation first Amira. Because I want to see you."

Amira quiet. Amira doesn't know what Farhan wants to talk about. 

"We entered, yes. Let's just talk inside. It's not good to talk on the side of the road like this."

"Yes Amira."

Farhan and Amira then enter the store. Amira invites Farhan to sit behind the shop. 

"Sit in."

Farhan nodded. He sat down near Amira. 

"Laila's school?" 

Amira nodded. "Yes, it's."

"I'm actually meeting Laila anyway. But it's okay if I find it with you."

"Yes, it's." 

Farhan took five hundred thousand from his wallet. 

"It's money over my salary Amira" Farhan said as he put the money on the table. 

"What's your salary for?"

"Yes. I know, the money is nothing. But I'm asking you to accept yes, that's a living for Laila. I know, we're divorced and we're exes. But Laila's still my real child. And I still have an obligation to save her."

Amira smiles. 

"Alhamdulillah if you are aware of it."

Amira was silent, when she saw Farhan. He looked sad when he spoke to Amira. Farhan's eyes had started to glaze over. The tears had gathered and flooded Farhan's eyes. 

"Mas, what's wrong with you?" ask Amira.

"Zia is dead, Amira. And mom yesterday fell out of the bathroom. And now I can't do anything Amira."

Hicks..hiks...hiks…"

Amira was shocked when she heard Farhan's words. 

"What! Zia's dead? inalilahi wa innailaihi rojiun when is Mas?" 

"A week ago Amira" Farhan answered, wiping his tears. 

"So mother? when did he fall?" 

"So afternoon Amira. And mom can't walk. Maybe there's a bone in his leg that's broken."

"Why don't you take me to the hospital?"

"Mom doesn't want Amira. You know, if mom was afraid of doctors and injections." 

"Keep you just let mom?" 

"No Amira. I took mom to the masseur."

"So, who's the same mom at home?" 

"Mas Galih calls a neighbor to take care of mom. And Mas Galih will pay the neighbor."

"Oh. It's kind of like an elderly nurse that's it."

"Yes. But fortunately there are good neighbors who want to take care of mom and help clean the house and cook."

"Thank God then."

"Mas, mending you take your money for mother's treatment. Why you should give it to Laila."

"It's okay, Amira. Just take. I still have money "

"Are you sure Mas?"

"Yakin Amira."

"Keep Zia why did she die?"

"At the mental hospital, Zia was unwilling to eat. He's getting thinner and thinner and he's finally dead."

"Inalillahi wa innailaihi. Patient is it."

"Yes Amira."