
"Alhamdulillah Papa, the Emir can be brought home. She's healthy" said the woman with great pleasure.
Happiness was seen coming from his face.
Many times he hugged her, and kissed her. While the baby laughed and felt comfortable with being in the arms of the woman.
The man was also happy, seeing the happiness of his wife. Which for a month is almost gone. She hugged and kissed the baby she found in the park.
N-no ....,
He kidnapped her ....
He stole it ....
And he took it secretly ....
Those words were ringing in his ears. As if he wanted to condemn his actions.
But seeing the smile of the woman he loved, made the man weak helpless. To uncover the truth, that baby is not their baby.
"Ma, we stop by the store first yes, the milk is gone" the man said as he sidestepped his vehicle in front of a shop.
"Quick, Pa. It looks like he's starting to get thirsty" she replied.
The man went down, rushed into the shop. Buy all the baby's needs quickly. Then before long, he had returned to his car, carrying various items. Which he then put in the trunk.
"Already, Pa." asked his wife enthusiastically.
"It is." he replied happily.
Inevitably, there was a feeling of guilt also within the man. But he is also happy with the baby that is now in the hands of his wife. He was ceaselessly looking at the little guy. Until they arrive at their home.
As soon as they arrived at their residence, he immediately took her to the room he had prepared long ago for the arrival of a child among them.
At that moment, the little baby was wriggling uneasily, with a small whimper sign of them hungry. Soon the father prepared milk for the baby they brought. And give it to feel full and fall asleep.
After putting the baby to sleep in his box, he pulled his wife's hand out of the place for a moment.
"Dear, I want to talk."
"Don't be hard, Pa. He will wake up." said his wife with the index finger on her lips.
After feeling the baby Emir slumbering, she also approached her husband in the living room with a tense face.
"Thank God, Pa. The emir is with us." He ceaselessly said so. Makes him sad.
"Darling, you want that kid to always be with us?"
"Dong, Pa."
"Although he's not an Emir."
The woman fell silent. He lowered his head. Over time clear drops flashed on his cheeks.
"Yes, Pa. I realize he's not an Emir. But let me think of him as an Emir" he said clearly on the sidelines of tears. This proves that at this moment he has come to a realization with everything that is happening.
He immediately hugged his sobbing wife.
"Alright, Ma. If you want that baby, papa doesn't mind. It's just that over time people will know that she's not our baby."
"Then what, Pa."
"Tonight we will take him to our home in Belgium. So that we can raise her quietly."
The woman was silent for a long time. He finally spoke up too.
"Yes, I agree." she replied happily.
"All right, we're getting ready now."
Then the two immediately cleaned everything up and brought baby equipment including clothes into suitcases.
Finally in a short time, they had finished cleaning everything up. Including the Emir's clothes. He put on thick clothes, so as not to get cold during the trip.
"How, Honey. Already all?
"Already, Pa."
They also left that night for the airport. And fly on the last plane that's going to Belgium.
Flash On's.
Ulya who walked down the sidewalk to his house, looked very lethargic.
"Assalamu'alaikum .." he said as he entered his home.
"Wa'alaikum salam .." replied Ahmad who was waiting for Ulya in the living room.
"How's it?"tanyakanya.
Ulya just shook his head weakly. Ahmad was silent and sat back down. He was devastated by the loss of one of his nephews.
"Where's Naura?" ask him to Ahmad.
"Still in the room."
He immediately went to his room above. There was a voice of Naura reading the Qur'an.
For a moment he was stunned. Remember when his best friend died. Naura unceasingly read the holy verses of the Qur'an until late at night. Forgetting even time.
And so at the moment. He seemed to be amusing himself with the recitation.
Before returning to the room, he headed to the kitchen to pick up his favorite orange drink as well as Naura.
"Bi Uma, please make 2 warm oranges. Take it to my room."
"Well, sir." replied bi Uma without asking further.
He knew that his current employer was in deep mourning. Without asking, he knew why. Undoubtedly saddened by his heart. Therefore he did not say much, he made a drink that Ulya ordered immediately.
Meanwhile Ulya continued his steps towards the room. Hold on and carefully he opens the door.
He did not immediately enter, but stopped for a moment, seeing Naura who diligently read the Qur'an accompanied by Devra who had fallen asleep. With his head on Naura's lap. While Akram also seemed calm to sleep next to his mother who was teaching.
"Assalamu'alaikum ..., dear."
Naura stopped her reading. And saw Ulya coming with empty hands.
"Wa'alaikum greetings ... Mas." answered. No power to break his tears.
Soon Ulya approached and hugged her. Let him cry again in his arms.
"Oh, don't cry. They'll wake up."
Naura also stopped her crying, although still her sobs were getting weaker.
"I moved Devra first."
Naura gives a small kiss before Ulya takes her away, into Devra's own room. By way of breaking it. Until he got to his bed. Before leaving Devra, she also gave a small kiss at the top of her head just like Naura did.
When Devra was finished, he went back to his room. Found Naura still gently rubbing the baby's head.
Then he took it ashore from Naura's side. Move it into their box. .So they can sleep more peacefully.
Then he stepped into his bed. Sitting quietly on the edge of the bed.In company of Naura who still wants to continue her reading.
"Continue. Mas just wanted to listen, " Ulya said as she lay down her body beside Naura.
Shortly thereafter, Uma knocked on the door.
"Master, the order."
He got out of his bed, took the napan. Which contains 2 glasses of orange drinks for them.
"Thank you, Bi Uma."
"Together, Sir. "
Bi Uma immediately left the two of them. Who is chatting as where the couple sumi wife.
"Who, this is a drink first" said Ulya offering the drink to Naura.
"Still, Mas." replied Naura without touching the drink.
"Drink." and bring the glass closer to Naura's lips.
With a little coercion, Naura finally wanted to drink it.