Not as Beautiful as Nur Laela's Dream
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Laela was still stuck sitting on the living room sofa. After 2 days her husband did not come home, and he had just arrived a guest who told her that Nizam had been dragged into the flood while helping a student.

" pardon us! the search will continue for the next few days.we also do not want to lose our friends."

" we beg you to remain patient in waiting for the next news, do not forget to pray that we can find Nizam soon."

It was unbelievable, if Nizam could just leave him alone, without saying goodbye.

" astaghfirullahaladzim!"

" astaghfirullahaladzim!"

mother's lyrics several times while patting her chest softly, trying to give an explanation to the chaotic feeling.

the guest has gone to let the taste mix in the heart.

Mother stood up from her seat, choosing to enjoy her own pain in the room, leaving the son-in-law still silent with straight forward unbrimmed views.

maybe the body is still upright, but the heart feels so very fragile.

Anisa went into her parents' house, Iya already knew with the news.His body was standing near the door looking at Laela who was still sitting quietly without expression.

"La," he said as he walked the land closer to his sister-in-law.

Laela bergeming.

between hearing but not paying attention, or the woman is really still swept away in daydreams.

"Chelle,"

Intentions intended to come to see and give strength to his family, but in fact He was not that strong.

throwing pelvis on the sofa near Laela sat. His cries began to sound.

"Hiks, hyx, hyx. Laaaa," now she's hugging her sister-in-law.

"La, Nizam La, hiks, …"

Laela turned her head, looking at the woman who was hugging her with her head lowered on her shoulder.

the body had even trembled, as strong as possible Laela resisted not to cry but could not. The tears finally shed as well, she said,

" Sister must have come home, sister," said Laela, trying to give strength to her brother-in-law, in the heart

" we pray together, I wish you well!" he said slowly until he drowned in his own cry.

" yes yes, we pray that Nizam returns safely, hiks, ." Nisa came back crying after trying to finish her sentence.

the two women who said to strengthen each other, in fact are now hugging while crying sobbing.

" Why are you two crying?" I don't know when you stand watching the child and his daughter-in-law hug each other with the tear divorce.

" Sir Nizam Sir, Nizam. Huaaaaaa,… "

broke the cry of Anisa, the woman is now feeling a firm shoulder to lean her fragile body.

the intention of earlier he tried to stay Rigid near Laela, because he did not want to see his sister-in-law was fragile, In fact, He was even more fragile.

"Nizam is missing, Huaaaaaaaa, "hands outstretched to his father, asking to be embraced and pacified.

The father approached, hugging the Princess and her daughter-in-law. Burning the two women's heads in her stomach gave them strength.

Laela also cried letting tears continue to wet her cheeks.

" Mom, wait ma'am!"

"Huaaaaaaaa, . , Nizam yah. she's my sister. Huaaaaaaaa,." released a hand that was coiled around his father's waist.

now both of her hands are running towards her husband, asking to be hugged.

" Patience of deck, Patience!Nizam is still in search, we just pray that he can be quickly found safe!"

Anisa nodded in the arms of her husband.

the house was immediately filled with neighbors who came to visit, or maybe just to find out the truth.

after the magrib, Anisa came here after being brought home by her husband.it was too chaotic if the two women met together, and cried.

the woman walked directly to the kitchen, opening the hood of food on the table.The only thing that looks like a little side dish and vegetables may be the remnants of the food that was not finished this afternoon.

rice may only be a plate.

her husband said, as a family support, not drowning in their grief.

he began to move to wash the rice, prepare side dishes and vegetables to be eaten by one house.

in the middle of the action in the kitchen, yes still had time to check the condition of the residents of the house.

mother and Laela were still both silent on the Pajadah near the hand that was both looking up.

no Izzar, the boy must be coming with the father to the mosque.

Anisa returned to the kitchen with tears rolling back over her cheeks.

it turns out he is not that strong to be a family support. Currently he also feels the loss of a younger brother.

walk with a sling, and stop at the dinner table. He sat down and dropped his head on the table with his own arm.

back to crying, let her sad feelings come out just like that.

how much time did he spend on flavor. Anisa started to get up from her seat, returned to the kitchen and lit the stove.

the door opened, with children's chattering.

" Asalamualaikum!" the cheerful voice was like without a burden.

" Where's Mom going? you said you were coming here?" that's Ridwan's son's voice, though,

Anisa immediately washed her puffy face, not wanting sadness to be too visible in front of the two boys.

" Mom is here son, in the kitchen." The sound of his screams was then followed by the footprints of the little boy who was running. Ridwan came to him.

" Mom, said Dad, cook that much so we all eat here!" the message that was conveyed by his father, Gini Ridwan conveyed to his mother.

Anisa bothers little, has not had time to answer the boy is running out to approach his cousin.

leaving her mother who smiled while looking at her. in her heart again chant gratitude, her husband wants to understand the state of his family.

" Dad, yuk!" invite him there are two men who are now sitting in front of the terrace.although the sad look is also drawn on both, but at least not crying like the women do.

now switch to calling the two women who are still in the room and their answers are almost the same.

" it's still full! a minute later!"

" first of all, I'm not hungry!"

making it can only be bowed while walking.