The Charm of The Twins
166 THE END
After making sure Ayra sits comfortably in her chair and accompanied by Arumi who will accompany her mother until tired with the prayers that the mother read to deliver her to fall asleep.
Ammar stood outside Ayra's room, wiping away her tears.
“Grandmother still asks grandpa?” Zia asked who was waiting at the door. Ammar sat in his chair and held his daughter's shoulder.
Ammar nodded and smiled.
“Until when will we pretend Pa?” Ask Zia.
“Then..” Remark Ammar restrained.
Her chest is so tight. He shed his tears in front of the princess. Even Zia's smooth hand rubbed Ammar's cheek. The cheeks that shed tears recalled her childhood that she had seen in the video footage.
“Mama... That what?”
“It was a Knee Bird.” Answer Ayra.
“Ma... that what?”
“That's Ammar's knee bird dear.”
Not long after, Ammar asked.
“Mama...mama.... that's what?”.
“Knee cage nak.”
I don't know how many times Ammar asked the same question. But his mother, Ayra Khairunnisa answered a dozen times the question in an unchanging tone. With a meek face mimic. He answered his son's questions patiently. Even in the video Ammar can hear Ayra's words.
“Ammar dear, tomorrow. If my mom is old. Answer your questions patiently if you repeatedly ask the same thing yes son.”.
And this is it happening. Almost every morning, afternoon and evening and already walking three know. Ayra Sellau asks when Bram is coming home. Ammar and Arumi as well as all of Ayra's children and grandchildren are asked by doctors not to burden the mother's mind. Mereka was asked to follow the mindset of the elderly who still consider her husband alive.
That afternoon Ammar as usual will take Ayra to a tomb and Back Second Netra Ayra shed tears. When his eyes photographed a tombstone that read the name of the man who was three years old he always asked when to go home.
“Mas…. Mas Bram's….. Innalilahi wa Inna Ilaihi Raji And Ayra cried at the funeral. He's so lost. But when she got home again, she asked when her husband was coming home.
“When Papa comes home Am, Ar? Or we just follow up. Mama already misses once..” Say Ayra who called Bram mobile number but the number is not active.
Arumi could not hold back her tears. He hugged his mother-in-law, he cried in the arms of his mother-in-law.
“Hiks...Hiks..Papa still can not be disturbed ma.... Later there will be time for Mama and Papa to meet. Now we eat first yes.” Arumi.
The mother of three refused.
“Let's go, 15 minutes in maghrib time, help mama to wudhu.” Ayra said slowly.
At night, Ammar and Arumi seem to rest.
“Really I envy Mama... “ Said Arumi already with a full liquid on her nose.
“Mama does not remember even hunger and thirst, but he will be so worried if it is not ready on the prayer mat when the prayer time comes, It is beautiful that the world does not make mama in her old age forget her purpose in the world is to worship God and become a beautiful wife…. Hiks...” Arumi said as he cried in Ammar's arms.
The charm of The Twins, a sentence that could represent the charm of Ammar and Qiya. Because somewhere else. Ayra's daughter, Shidqia Nafisah, had just returned from the magical house because there was a scheduled operation, in the middle of the night. He looked at the room of Mrs Ratih. Gede was in the Netherlands to attend a seminar. She slept in the room of her elderly mother-in-law. Mr. Ratih, who was hit by a stroke, then to throw away the water needs the help of others. Qiya who just returned home, he did not wake up the care give that he contracted to help care for and care for his mother-in-law. He prefers to replace his own mother's diapers that have been full.
“Sorry yes Ma.. Qiya lift yes body. One, two, three.” Said Qiya while pulling Mother Ratih's body up and pairing the diapers. When she finished, she accompanied her mother to fall back asleep.
Qiya massaged his neck. He looked at his mother-in-law.
“Thank you God..You gave me the reward field through my Mother-in-law… “ Said Qiya while staring at the photo sent by Arumi the photo of the mother who was this afternoon to the tomb of Bram.
{Mama, as usual. Just got home Back asking Papa Qiy. I hope we can have a charm like Mama. His love for the husband while still trying to take care of himself, his worship so that the husband is not brought to the end of the day because of his wife.}
Qiya closed her eyes. She recalls clearly her mother's advice when she wanted to take care of Ayra.
“Mama here, Same Ammar, same Arumi. Your reward field is not just Mama. Your in-laws are the same as Mama's. So take proper care of Mrs Ratih. So that someday, mama and Papa there is pride in the end of the day. We have a daughter who is sholehah. Because you became a sholehah wife for Gede and remain devoted to Mrs Ratih in all her conditions.”
Truly, Ammar and Qiya will not have a charm that radiates to make couples and parents happy. If Ayra is not an educated woman, not a woman of high value, if Ayra does not really mean to educate her daughter's son to be what God wants her to be. Exemplified by the Prophet Muhammad through the story of the Companions want his offspring. So the charm of a mother is able to give the same charm to her children. Ye? Me? We can all have charm. It's not just Ayra Khairunnisa and The Twins. But We, the wives, the mothers who continue to strive to carry out our roles as best we can by always involving God in all conditions. Do not be tired of learning and repenting. Do not you, a dust every day still do mischief and sin. But do not hesitate, Allah is Forgiving to his earnest servant.
THE END
Praise be to Allah's presence is sub-know watala, Allahumma shalli wa sallim wa barik 'ala sayyidina Muhammadinil Fatihi lima ughliqa, wal khatimi lima sabaqa, wan nashiril haqqa bil haqqi, wal hadi ila shiratin mustaqim. Shallallahu 'alayhi, wa 'ala alihi, wa ashhabihi haqqa qadrihi wa miqdarihil 'azhim.
Indeed, without the tenderness that God gave to Author during the writing of this novel, perhaps the sense that the author feels will not reach the readers. Thankful when the eyes can still cry for reading a story. Our hearts still tremble when we remember our sins. Therefore the sign, our hearts are still given tenderness to receive guidance.
Without favors, health, time, science, teacher guidance and husband ridho. Maybe this work will not be completed or written. Therefore, Sebutir Dust said to Umi and Abi “M” who really became the figure of the imagination of scholars who taught the author how to be the Prophet's people at the end of this time. May he always be given Health, ease in preaching to guide the Prophet's people who are sometimes so often khilaf like a grain of Dust.
To the loyal readers who always give notes in every paragraph that has typo, I say thank you. Perfectness belongs only to God. So if there is something inappropriate or misrepresentation of this novel. Readers should offer constructive suggestions and criticism. If we start something, we end it.
As for the many messages that went into the author asking if Ayra's novel was printed? Please ask QnA. Or editor. Because Auhtor could not print the novel without Noveltoon's approval.
Hopefully, those who read and write this novel, can continue to improve so that they get intercession Rasullullah. Aamiins.
The affectionate embrace of Dust for all wives who are feeling Tired, feel insecure, feel alone, feel meaningless.You are not alone… Happy ourselves without breaking the Shari'a so that our charm is able to make happy our children and husbands.
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(Make the one who asked for the vibes of Ibrahim and Nur. I'll try to think about the concept. Same for the one yesterday asking for a male version of his point of view. I will try to communicate with my husband first. God willing, what you request is facilitated by God love my idea to pour it in a novel in the style of my writing. And with all my lack of knowledge in the world of literacy. Awaiting yes. I want to end Abi Rohim and 2 other novels that have been lost where they feel. Plus one special novel welcomes Ramadan. I hope we meet in Ramadan. Aamiin)