
As usual Yasna was waiting for Afrin, but already fifteen minutes Afrin never came.
'Didn't Afrin come in? But this morning I saw him, I'd better get to his class, ' inward Yasna.
Yasna immediately went to Afrin's class, she was afraid that something might happen to Afrin, she wanted to know what happened to the little boy? Because it's not usually Afrin doesn't come. As soon as he arrived in front of Afrin's class, he saw the girl hiding her face in the folds of her hands.
"Assalamualaik." Yasna entered the classroom and approached Afrin.
Hearing Yasna Afrin's voice immediately raised her head.
"This beautiful Mother's child seems sad again huh? Mommy so follow sad, can you know why Afrin sad?" Yasna asked as she stroked Afrin's hair slowly.
"Would you be Mama Alin?" ask Afrin.
"Huh...what does Afrin mean by talking like that? Afrin already have Mama why ask Mommy to be Mama Afrin? Did Afrin have a fight with Mama?" yasna asked because she did not know about her mother Afrin.
"Alin didn't have Mama, Alin had asked Papa's cama to cali Mama, but Papa lied to Alin" said Afrin sadly.
Deg
'What does Afrin mean? Did your mother leave? Or is he dead? I'd better ask Nadin later, Yasna's inner self.
"Afrin's been eating yet?" yasna asked to try to divert the conversation.
"Not yet, Alin did not want to eat," replied Afrin.
"Why? Mother's cooking is not good, right?" yasna asked in a voice that was deliberately made sad.
"No, you're eating good, Alin wants to eat." Afrin, feeling guilty, eats Yasna's food.
Yasna held back her laughter, she was anxious to see the innocent Afrin, if the child she had conceived had survived, it would have been as big as Afrin by now.
*****
"Nad, can I have a word?" ask Yasna.
"Please sit down" replied Nadin.
"We're just talking outside Nad" Yasna said.
"Alright, come!" they walked together to the park that is usually used by children playing. They sat on the chairs of the surrounding school garden planted with various types of flowers.
"It's actually a matter of the parents of the disciples, are the Afrin parents separated?" ask Yasna carefully.
Nadin raised his eyebrows, why did this friend ask about Afrin's parents? Is Yasna also interested in Emran, just like any other woman?
"Why suddenly ask about Afrin's parents?" ask Nadin.
"I don't mean anything!" Yasna who knew what Nadin was thinking immediately brushed him off.
"Why are you suddenly asking about their family?" asked Nadin who was so curious.
"Actually...
Yasna was confused to explain it to Nadin, he was afraid if he said that Afrin asked him to be his Mama, Nadin would laugh at him, because he thought Afrin was only joking, but Yasna responded seriously, isn't Yasna too confident?
"What actually?" nadin asked who was curious what Yasna wanted to say.
"You don't want me to!" Yasna warns Nadin first, because he will be ashamed if Nadin laughs at him.
"Yes, what's wrong?" nadin was curious.
"Actually, I saw Afrin was sad and when I asked, it was because her father had lied that he would bring her home and... Afrin asked me to be her Mama" Yasna said in a soft voice at the end of her sentence.
Nadin tried to hold back his laughter, not from laughing at the overconfident Yasna. However, it was more for laughing at Yasna's innocence. Yasna has been married, why be shy.
"Eit, remember don't laugh" Yasna reminded Nadin who had been holding back his laughter.
"Yes, anyways you are just there, just shy," said Nadin.
"Where's what?" ask Nadin back.
"That's Nad!" exclaim Yasna.
"Oh yes, forgot.Actually Mr. Emran was a widower, his wife died while giving birth to Afrin. Besides Afrin, Mr Emran also has a son, you want to register as his future wife?" asked Nadin in a seductive tone.
"Oh you, I'm just a nanya, afraid I'm wrong to talk like Afrin." Yasna leaned her body in guilt towards Afrin.
"What did you say?" ask Nadin.
"I asked her why she asked me to be her mother? Was she with her mother this morning? Uh, she said that her mother was gone" replied Yasna.
"Now you know that Mr Emran is a widower, you want to be with him?" ask Nadin.
"You, he and I are like heaven and earth, so far away that it is impossible to unite" said Yasna.
"Nothing is impossible if God wills" said someone who had just arrived.
"Mom Karina!" exclamation Nadin.
Yasna and Karina were both surprised, they were misbehaved because they did not expect what they were talking to be heard by Karina.
"There's no need to feel bad, I understand what you mean." Karina walked up to them and sat down with them.
"I'm sorry ma'am, I just wanted to know and asked Nadin. I'm afraid I'm wrong to talk to Afrin" Yasna said.
"It's okay. Actually, I also agree with my grandchild's choice" Karina said.
Yasna and Nadin stared at each other, as if asking what did Bu Karina mean? They also both shakes not understanding.
"I agree that you are Afrin's mother and Emran's wife." Karina explained it steadily.
Deg
Yasna is surprised by Karina's desire, she is newly divorced and she never thinks of remarrying, as she knows her flaws as a woman.
Likewise with Nadin, he was also as surprised as Yasna, but Nadin had seen Afrin picked up by a woman who claimed to be his future mother Afrin, why now Bu Karina asked Yasna to be his mother Afrin? Is the woman's relationship with Emran over? Ah, I don't know Nadin doesn't want to be made dizzy by her.
"Mom, you don't know me yet, how can you be sure you're the same as me?" ask Yasna.
"Because I am also a mother and I can see the motherly soul that is in you." Karina looked at Yasna as she said that.
Yasna was silent, she was troubled. Never thought he would marry again, let alone at such a fast time, as he is today.
"I don't want to force you, but try to rethink Afrin's desire, because from what I see, I'm sure you love him too" Karina said
'I'd better ask God for guidance tonight, only his best guidance is for me' Yasna's inner self
"Oma!!" shout Afrin.
"Have you finished your class, honey?" asked Karina who Afrin answered with a nod.
"Let's go home, salim used to be with Mother Nadin and Mother Yasna!" Afrin immediately kissed the back of Nadin and Yasna's hands at Karina's behest.
*****
At night Yasna prayed istikhoroh, he begged for instructions about the soul mate of the world afterlife, he had failed and did not want to fail again.
'O Allah protect the servant in every step that the servant passes, bless the life of the servant, give the best servant of the soul, who is able to lead the servant in the way of goodness and bring the servant to the way of Surgaamu,' do'a Yasna in heart.
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