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"Zahra ?."

"Zahra."

Halima quickly wiped her tears and released Aly's embrace from her body. No one knows about the status of her who has become a wife other than some of the people who are in the boarding school, especially if Aly is her husband.

"Mbak can be too much !."

"Ra, you're wrong. You don't understand by __" Halimah's speech depends.

"Mbak !. Istighfar, I have no knowledge, why is it even like this ?!. " Said Zahra, shaking her head weakly, she did not expect that her sister would turn out to be such a woman.

"Zahra, you don't know__." Halimah's words again depend.

"I think you're a good man, so women as good as Alsya have husbands like you !. You're a jerk, Aly !. Alsya is risking her life to give birth to your child !. And you're here, hugging another woman who's nobody!." Zahra's jolt with mounting fury was accompanied by a sharp, unsheathed gaze.

"Alsha is giving birth ?." Aly asked in a soft voice as if he could not believe what he was hearing.

Zahra smiled cynically. "You don't even know if your wife is giving birth?, Funny !." Zahra said with emotion.

Zahra turned to look at her cousin's still face with a face soaked by tears. "It's like I don't call you my brother." Decak Zahra's.

"Zahra !." Halimah's voice that has begun to lose patience, especially as if Zahra says she is a woman is not right as Zahra thinks.

"What's?. Ma'am still wants to deny?, Hahh ?!."

"You are wrong !. She's my wife !." Aly said suddenly and immediately brought Halimah's body into his arms.

Like being struck by lightning on a clear day. Zahra and Lily were shocked to hear Aly's words. " Wife ?." Ask Zahra slowly.

"Yes. We've been married a long time since Abah Kyai's death." Aly said again with an explanation.

Zahra still could not believe looking back at her cousin's face. "We're married, Ra... Abah is his own guardian..." Reply to Halima who started crying again.

Zahra was only speechless with an expression of a face that was not what it looked like, while Lily had already closed her mouth in shock at what she heard.

"Whatever, what are you doing. I just wanted to remind you. There's a heart that's hurting because your marriage is hidden." Said Zahra giving an ultimatum then left and immediately followed by Lily.

Aly and Halimah were still pensive on the spot until Halimah broke free from Aly's arms. Halimah immediately ran away from Aly with tears in her eyes, she just wanted to be alone at this moment, where everything that stifled her chest did not come near.

Halimah decided to go to a place that she had visited recently without the knowledge of her family, because she still kept it for herself.

Arrive at the destination, before getting out of the car Halimah wiped her tears and confirmed the location of her slightly irregular hijab so that she again looks fresh and can cover her sadness in front of the spy she will meet later.

Halimah stepped out of the car and walked towards the crowd of happy-looking little children playing together.

"Assynn...!" Halimah said with a bright face calling their names to get closer.

They looked very happy at the arrival of Halimah, running to each other to the body of Halimah who had stood half-sitting.

"Sister Imah, Shana's very upset...!." Tackle the little girl one of them.

"Faiz is too !." Typal boy.

"We are also ...!"said the other one.

Halimah chuckles at the cute behavior of the orphanage children, where they fight each other to hug Halimah's body. After it was felt enough Halimah to stretch her arms and look happily at the tiny faces without sin.

"There's nothing for you, nihh." Halimah raised the fist she was holding.

"Asiikk, cake...!!." The children screamed in excitement as they looked at the contents inside the plastic Halimah was carrying.

Halima chuckled again and handed the plastic one to them and the other one was still in her hands. "So don't want to see mom, first yes." said Halimah while rising from her squat.

"Assynoltom..." Halimah said as her hand knocked on the door.

The door slowly opened wide and gave rise to a middle-aged woman whom he was very familiar with. The middle-aged woman smiled amiably. "Waalaikumsalam, son. Let's go in ?!." Mother's speech home.

Halimah shook the hand of the house mother and then walked behind her entering the house.

"Please, sit down, son."

"Yes, Mom."

Halimah sat in the living room chair while the homeowner went into another room and arrived again carrying a tray containing some snacks and drinks and placed it on the table, right in front of Halimah.

"Oh, yes. Here, Mom, let's have a little parcel for mom. " Say Halimah while giving the plastic that is still in her hands.

"God's Masya... Thanks son." Said the mother of the home with sparkling eyes.

"Yes, Mom."

The mother happily accepted it and put it on the table.

"Yes, Mom. The owner of the parlor often comes here ?."

"No, son. They've returned to their country, family."

"What ?. They're not Indonesian, ma'am ?."

"Yes. They are native to the Middle East. At first they came here only for the honeymoon after getting married in his country, and after the birth of his first child who was also here, they finally settled down, became Indonesian citizens, he said, because he said in Indonesia is the most comfortable and peaceful country, according to them." Mother's speech home. There is a sense of pride in his heart because the land of his Mother Earth was liked by foreigners.

"God's Masya... There are yes, ma'am, people like them. I feel so proud to be an Indonesian citizen." Halimah said with a bright smile.

"Yes, kid. I am also very proud to be born and raised as an Indonesian citizen."

"Yes, Mom. Oh yeah, then when do they go back to Indonesia again, ma'am ?."

"Mom knows less too. The last time Mr. Ilario came was not with his wife, because at that time his wife was hospitalized."

"Innalady. Miss Aira is sick, ma'am?." Said Halimah because she felt surprised to hear the words of the mother of the home.

"Said Mr. Ilario, nak Aira was just exhausted because of his new pregnancy which turned out to be unknown before."

"God's Masya... Then they'll have a second child, huh, ma'am?."

"Yes, son."

"May Aira's condition always be fine as well as her pregnancy." The prayer of Halima is sincere.

Halimah often meets a beautiful and friendly woman named Aira. The woman who became the wife of the owner of the foundation of the house she often visited, even they often chat together because of the attitude of the two who are both friendly and nice to invite to chat.

And one more thing that Halimah likes when visiting here is when the owner is also visiting and bringing their son who is very funny and adorable for Halimah, who if not mistakenly named Ezar, well. Halimah really likes that handsome little boy.

"Aamiinu. Come on, drink it, son."

"Yes, Mom. "Halima smiled and then took a glass containing a tasted drink and sipped it a little.

The two chatted with each other on topics around the growth and development of orphanage children, just like previous visits that always discussed the same thing.

After spending two hours, Halimah left and gave an envelope and came out of the gate of the home, approaching the four-wheeled vehicle she had booked through an online application.

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