Friends Towards Heaven
Letter to Caca

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

It's Raining

There is a longing and a cup of memories.

And here I am with a prayer that always includes your name. I just miss. That'sthat's all.*

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

Today is the day of my departure for Turkey.

I was escorted to the airport by my mom and dad. Mama had been crying since she left the hotel but told me to leave.

While papa I see trying to strengthen myself.

I will miss my mom.

I'm gonna miss papa.

Anyway, later I will go to college well so that I do not disappoint these two heavens that God entrusts.

"Mama,abang miss umi nafisha and abi azmi." I just realized I hadn't visited them in 3 years because since I left high school, I never came home. My mom and dad visited me a few times. I only told them via phone. It also means I haven't spoken to Caca for 3 years.

Well, I didn't think I could do it.

In fact, when I was in high school, I went every day to the house of the nafisha umi just to see the chica and disturb the spoiled girl.

"Yes, I don't want to go home. Kemaren abi azmi bawain favorite chocolate brother loh. From singapore."

Abi Azmi always brings mom papa and also me when coming home from abroad to carry out her responsibilities in the company.

"Kok no mama brought it for brother."

I'm pouting.

"Ah, many diturki."

Papa is talking.

"Hahaha.later to buy chocolate that is so much."

We laughed together.

Arriving at the airport

"Mama, papa. Brother is leaving yes. Ridhoi studied in Turkey. Pray for brother so that brother's business is good."

I'm pampering.

"Yes son. Diligent diligent in learning. Don't be like High School, don't want to go home."

Mama's getting sobbing.

"Eh, fathan go home kok ma. Salim first."

I shake both.

"Assalamualaikum mama papa."

I kissed my parents' cheeks.

"Oh yes ma, two more days caca's birthday. Please love usi nafisha yes."

I handed him a black envelope. Papa nodded

"the caca does not want to miss ya."

I grinned.

"Fathan go yes. Assalamualaikum."

I wave.

"Wa'alaikumsalam brother."

I'm goin.

I did not forget to recite the prayer before I left my homeland.

Aisha pov:

The principal's order to collect a high school diploma relieved me. The reason for his diploma at home can invite him home.

And that means I'll be home.

Iyeaaay.

I've told umi and abi and abi will get here ba'da maghrib later.

It's only 5 in the afternoon.

I think it's okay to take a shower and rest for a while.

I decided to read my favorite novel that was just published a few weeks ago. At exactly 6, I prepared myself to go to the mosque to perform congregational prayers.

After performing the congregational maghrib prayer, I took my little Qur'an. Then start reading it.

Just finishing 1 page, I was called salwa.

"Dad, your brother's coming."

I immediately ended my recitation of the Qur'an.

I turned around and saw that Abi was standing at the door of the mushola.

I ran out of the mushola

"abiiiii."

I saluted abi and possessed him.

"Caca misses."

Abi chuckles.

"You're in 11th grade just like a kid."

I took off my embrace.

"Come, come home now yuk."

I can't wait to meet Umi.

After saying goodbye to fatma's mother, we burst through the streets of the city to my beloved home.

"Caca, kemaren abi called the same fathan."

I responded quickly.

"What abi? Bang fathan's? Bang fathan kok telfon abi is not a caca phone."

I'm enthusiastic.

"Hehe, bang fathan don't want to talk as much as possible."

Abi's words made me aghast.

"Well, what's wrong, anyway?"

I almost cried.

"Caca, there's a certain reason why fathan is avoiding you."

Abi is serious

"You don't hear."

I'm nodding.

"Fathan does not want to continue to be near Caca because fathan does not want to grow into a spoiled girl. Fathan mau caca independent. Caca if it's near fathan must be his luggage ask toloong mulu same as him, right? There is no mandirinya. Abi admit it. Another reason, fathan will come pick up caca again. But at the right time. Caca has to remember that."

I still listen to abi.

"Pick up caca to take where you're going."

I asked.

"Later Caca will also know the ending."

I didn't force abi. In my heart, I asked

It rained with me starting to fall asleep.

.

"Honey, wake up already nyampe loh."

Umi sayup voice.

"Where are you?"

I'm not conscious yet.

"Well home, baby."

I'm really sleepy. I helped Umi go to my room on the top floor.

"Good night, dear. You're too tired."

Umi kissed my forehead. After that, everything was dark.

.

I woke up to smell the Umi cuisine.

I immediately got off and grabbed my rabbani hijab.

I saw Umi was busy in the kitchen.

"Assalamualaikum mother. Can I have two fried rice?"

I'm kidding.

"Two packs? The eggs are omelet or the eyes of a cow?" Umi imitates the rhythm of the fried rice seller in the next alley.

"Cow's eyes are ma'am."

We both broke down

"Why not wake up to help us?"

I hugged Umi from behind.

"Pity me, last night was so tired it looked."

Umi turned.

"Abi's gone mi?"

I didn't see abi.

"Already, abi had a meeting this morning. "

I feel sorry because Abi must still be tired from picking me up yesterday.

I saw a cake on the table.

"Well, there's steamed brownies."

I ate. I see writing

'Mabruk alfa mabruk humairah'

I just realized that sexrang is my birthday.

"Umiiii.caca forgot."

I completely forgot that now is the day of my age.

I deliberately didn't call it a birthday since bang fathan said when I was 15 years old.

"There is no such thing as a birthday on deck. We cannot be happy. Should we be self-fulfilling have we perfectly carried out our duties as servants while our age has diminished?"

The words of my brother always ringing ngiang and I made the benchmark until now.

"Caca's gonna be back at 2, right?"

Umi talk.

"Yes mi. Why why?"

I still eat my favorite brownies

"No, umi will join nganterin caca."

I'm glad to hear that.

"Mom, caca laper."

I want to eat Umi-made fried rice now.

"Yes, yeah."

Umi moves the fried rice into the dish. I took it that morning and then took a shower to clean myself up.

"Honey, the diploma has been brought, right?"

This time we went to school.

"Umi is."

I showed you the white map.

"OK deh. Let's leave.

Mboook, go first."

Umi.

"Yes non, heart of heart."

Mbok ordered.

We're sliding out of the house.

We spent time on the road chatting and occasionally laughing.

I am grateful to have been born into a family that loves me so much.

When many out there are victims of kdrt, I am grateful to still be able to feel the love of umindan abi even though now bang fathan is no longer with me.

Yes, I'm used to it.

Arriving at the dormitory I greet umi. I see Abi's still busy in the backseat. I saw Abi bring me a pink box. Not too big and not too small.

"Well, make a caca ya bi."

Abi smiled and equated her height with my height.

"May blessings be upon this age, son. Diligent diligently study and remain a little girl umi and abi. Be a Muslim woman, baby." I'm looking at umi and abi.

"Oh yeah, there's a fathan's seat."

My heart was not because when Umi said the name of the legend.

"What is umi?"

I saw the mail envelope.

"Later notya end up opening gifts from abi ya."

Abi chuckles.

"Unfortunately bang fathan came home bi?"

"No, yesterday his mother just ngantarin fathan to the airport. So fathan nitip it."

The airport?

"Emang bang fathan where's bi?"

I'm curious.

"Keturkey. There's a 70 percent scholarship to go there."

Deg.

Bang fathan is getting further away