
As night came a feeling of emptiness appeared in the hearts of the two brothers. The sense of loss seemed to torment each of them.
Both of them now miss Marni, their mother who just left this world. He wanted them to stay in the village, not far from the navel his mother was in. But what power they can not take that choice because they are still children and need adults who take care of their lives. Laila and Qadar can't live together in a small house in the village, they need a family. And Handoko is their only family at the moment.
Their minds were watching daydreaming of the warm atmosphere of their home when there was the beloved mother.
If they were there, maybe now they would be lonely, and the sense of loss is more pronounced if they stay in the house.
But the decision to move to their Uncle's house did not seem to make them feel comfortable and better. They are alone and lonely. Handoko's attitude is warm to both, but Mira and Dita don't seem to like their presence. Laila could feel that, seeing the attitude of Mira and Dita earlier Laila could understand if they objected to the presence of her and her sister Qadar.
" Sister, I miss mom. " A hoarse voice rang out from the side, where Qadar slept on his back and turned to Laila.
Laila who was originally staring at the ceiling of the room now turned her head towards the source of the sound. Laila thought Qadar was sleeping and apparently Qadar was crying until his voice was hoarse. It turned out that Qadar was also missing mother, thought Laila.
" How come you haven't slept on deck? It's late tonight, you'll have bad luck. " Laila tried to hold back the crying.
He must be stronger than his brother. How can he strengthen Qadar if his heart is as fragile and broken as it is today? Laila was forced to endure the tightness in her chest, holding back the cry that actually wanted to break when she saw Qadar's face wet with such tears.
" I can't sleep if I'm not hugged by mom, brother! I miss Mom, "were shrinking Qadar, the tears streaming down her innocent face.
Laila got up from the bed and walked over to Qadar and sat down beside her sister, gently stroking her head.
" If you remember your mother, pray for her. Mr. Ustad said, the prayer of the children of Sholeh will arrive and be received by God. " Laila's lips quivered withstanding the cries.
" Mommy must be sad if you keep crying like this. You want a sad mom? " laila continued trying to remind Qadar.
Qadar shook his head quickly while rubbing his tears rough.
" You are bobo gih. Do not forget to pray, " said Laila as she got up from Qadar's bed and turned to the bed that was on the other side.
Laila did not lie down immediately, she sat on the edge of the bed watching Qadar who was currently lifting both palms while reciting a prayer before going to bed.
" O Allah salute Qadar to Mother, tell her that Qadar misses mother, make mother happy in your heaven. Qadar also misses Father, please meet Qadar with Father, O Allah. Aamiins. " He rubbed his face with both of his palms that were originally looked up earlier.
He closed his eyes because he was crying. I don't know how many tears are spilling today on that tiny face. Laila only let out a long sigh lamenting her fate and Qadar.
" Qadar's? " said Laila quietly, making sure if Qadar really did not wake up in his sleep.
There was no answer from the little boy, a soft snoring sound was heard in Laila's ear indicating that Qadar was tired and now he was asleep. There is a sense of relief to see his sister fall asleep, at least after waking up later Qadar will be better and not dissolve in sadness again. Although it will certainly be difficult but Laila believes with rest Qadar will have a new spirit after he wakes up in the morning.
Laila may be frail and weep as much as she does at night, but she must be stronger and stronger in the presence of Qadar or whoever it is.
Laila didn't want to show her sadness to anyone. Circumstances made him have to be more resilient against the harsh and cruel world before his eyes. He has a great responsibility towards his only brother, Qadar.
Laila had to emulate their mother Marni, who had been so strong and always smiled at the most difficult times. Neither Laila nor Qadar had ever seen her mother cry. Marni always widens her smile in front of her two children.
Now Laila knows if maybe what she is doing now was also done by her mother Marni. When Laila and Qadar asked their father, Marni always entertained in any way. The warm attitude and cheerfulness that Marni always presents for her children. Laila was convinced that her mother had always hidden her sadness, just like what she was experiencing right now. Covering sorrow from before Qadar, to make him happy.
Laila grabbed the worn-out photo of her mother, hugging tightly while continuing to cry silently. In fact, crying stuck like this does not make him relieved even make him more sick and injured.
Tears had dried up not to come out, only as much as was left in between his moans.
" Mom, teach your son to be strong like you! " lirih Laila slowly.
Late at night, Laila still could not close her eyes.
One by one the photos of his parents he looked at. His mind began to think, could he and Qadar still meet their father?
Is Dad still alive? If it is, then Laila really hopes that God will bring him together with the figure who has the title of Father. Laila's cry tonight seemed to be a song of longing for her parents. For the mother who has gone and will never return, also for the father who is still in doubt of her existence.
Laila only wished for the opportunity to remain. Laila believes God is still looking after her father, for some reason Laila's heart tells her that her father is still in this world. But I don't know which hemisphere it is.
Elsewhere in a luxurious mansion, a man about fifty years old was standing on the balcony of a room while looking far ahead. Looking at the starry night sky, the feel of Ramadan is already felt when it is still a few days away.
Entering the holy month, Sharif always remembers someone he once left behind. Especially when looking at the night sky sprinkled with star decorations. A pregnant woman once said, 'I want our child to be named Lailatulqadar. '
Those words were still ringing in Sharif's ears. The voice of Marni his second wife in the village that he had left for many years. As he recalled the last time Marni had contacted him, Marni informed him of the birth of their second son who was agreed to be named Qadar. After that, Sharif immediately disappeared from Marni's life. He deliberately changed the phone number so that Ambar his first wife did not suspect if Syarif still contacted his wife in the village.
Sharif does not love Marni and her children. But Ambar had possessions and wealth until he took control of their household. If Sharif had chosen Marni then her life would not have been what it is today.
Ambar heard the news about Sharif's second marriage with Marni. Ambar asked Syarif to leave his wife.
At that time Sharif was in a dilemma because he was given a difficult choice. He loves Marni but he also wants a decent life that only Ambar can give. Sharif had to leave Marni and their son. However, Ambar's position is stronger than Marni, who is only a serial wife.
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