Love From Mas Duda
Tepis Doubt

That afternoon Grietta became quiet. He no longer spoke, but he had already started to talk a lot. This little girl was sitting staring at the sky behind the window. There was no hope in his eyes.

Ustadz Lana and Wafa saw it too sad.

"Evenings he had so many stories, he had started to talk again and now he was m with a reason that he could not get from where to bring the information his father wanted to go home," reveal the noisy Wafa with Ustadz Lana.

"Did you call Mr Bian or talk to Mr Bian about his home schedule?" ask Ustadz Lana.

Wafa shakes. "We haven't even communicated for nearly a month. The communication happened between me and his personal assistant only, even through a short message instead of a phone." he explained.

A soft breath came out of Ustadz Lana's nose. This guy's trying to get Grietta's spirit back. He approached the girl, stroked her hair slowly, then asked, "Grietta, why are you here alone?"

This little girl looked. "Sin'ana?" call it. "Nana, I, do not want to, go home .." so he said with one word after another.

"Nobody wants you to go home today. Why do you keep feeling sad and saying that Mama Wafa doesn't want you anymore?" asked Ustadz Lana gently.

"Didn't you feel sorry for Mama Wafa? Look, she's so sad that you keep quiet like this and Mama Wafa can't possibly give you back to your Papa unless your own Papa picks you up here,"

"Look, Mama Wafa is sad because you continue like this. Do you have the heart to make your Mama Wafa sad?"

The words uttered by Ustadz Lana made Grietta bow in lethargy. The little girl then looked at Wafa who was looking at her at the time. "Mama—" he said softly.

Wafa knelt down in front of Grietta. He later said he had not received word from Bian of when the man would return from his business. Hearing Wafa's words made this sweet little girl a little relieved. However, Wafa himself also felt that there would be things that make him sad in the future, which had something to do with his meeting with Grietta.

"Nana, I want to play with Nana and Mama. Can we go together tonight? Just three of them?" pinta Grietta, showing all three fingers. His speech at that time had begun to be neatly arranged even though he was still stammering.

That request made Wafa and Ustadz Lana look at each other. Before long, the view immediately switched because they knew they should not look at each other.

"Nana, Mama," Grietta while pulling each other's hands the two adults who were always there for her were.

"Go!" sari from back there.

Everyone looked at the young pregnant woman. "Three of you can go tonight. I'll give you until 9pm to get home" he continued.

"Um, I .. I ...." Ustadz Lana looks objected.

"Why, Ustadz? Do you mind Grietta's request?" Sari gives the code, if Grietta needs affection from both parents.

Seeing Ustadz Lana and her sister together foster confidence in Grietta to talk back, Sari is very sure if Grietta herself can feel what the affection of the parents of the two of them.

"Remember the initial goal. God is all-knowing, Ma'am and Abi believe you will never do anything that is not-nothing and focus on Grietta's healing alone" said Sari. "Go ...."

After praying isya', they say goodbye to Pak kyai as well of course. To make Grietta happy too, Pak Kyai allowed Wafa to go along with Ustadz Lana. It is true that Pak Kyai is very happy if Wafa can marry the man of his choice. But still, there is a thing a father worries about his daughter going along with a man who is not his mahram.

"The most important thing is that you don't come home too late. Have enough fun, remember about the rules and norms of religion, okay?" mr. kyai.

"God willing I will take care of Wafa and Grietta as well as I can. We will always remember those limits" said Ustadz Lana.

"Assalamu'alaikum—"

"Wa'alaikumsallam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."

Their first destination that night was the town square. There are so many games there that will certainly make this 6-year-old little girl must be happy. About 20 minutes later they reached the town square.

"Alhamdulillah, we have arrived. Come on, let's get down!" the Ustadz Lana.

"Nana, can Nana carry me?" pinta Grietta's.

"Whatever the princess wants, Nana will definitely do. Come on!" sahut Ustadz Lana. He got out of the car, then opened the door for Grietta.

Sure enough, Ustadz Lana held Grietta and her steps were followed by Wafa from behind. Grietta's eyes continued to stare towards the few children who were coloring there.

"Do you want to color?" asked Ustadz Lana, aware of where Grietta's view leads.

Grietta looked towards Wafa, as if this little girl was waiting for permission. Wafa nodded in agreement and made the little girl cheer, "Yeay!"

"Sir, one yes!" Ustadz Lana ordered watercolors for Grietta.

"Wafa, I want to answer the phone first. If later you want to go for a walk please contact me first so that we do not look for each other later," he said in a very soft tone.

"Yes, Ustadz" answered Wafa.

"Assalamu'alaikum,"

"Wa'alaikumsallam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."

Finished concocting the dye, the owner of the painting seller gave the watercolor to Wafa. This 20-year-old girl immediately invited Grietta to color. Until the 7th minute, Grietta's hand stopped because he saw the child in front of him.

The boy was painting with his parents with laughter and Wafa heard the father praising his son. He knew exactly what was on Grietta's mind that night.

'Grietta must be missing her parents. The heat once told me that Miss Flanella never loved her. Even sir so himself also sometimes never give affection to him, ' Inner Wafa.

'Grietta, a child as small as you already feels how unfair in this world. Although our way of life is different, I know very well what you are feeling right now. They crave affection from parents who never pay attention to their children at all. I know very well what it's like.'

Wafa stroking straight hair Grietta. "Dear, let's finish it. After this, we can play other games too, hmm?"

The little girl nodded.

Even though that night Wafa was playing with Grietta, his feelings were still uncomfortable with thinking about the little girl. Wafa always prayed that Bian would not come home so that he could linger with Grietta.

Just thinking about it, Bian sent a message to Wafa containing ....