365 Days Towards Halal

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The sound of Jonathan crying, makes Raka jerk from her sleep. The man almost jumped off the couch and looked around.

Jonathan was given an injection by a nurse. Raka rushed to look at his watch. The clock's showing at eight in the morning. Raka rubbed her two still sleepy eyes. Then he approached Jonathan.

As he approached, Jonathan looked afraid of him. It seems that the boy felt traumatized seeing Raka's attitude last night to his Mama.

Lala, who was sitting next to Jonatan, hugged the boy tightly to calm Jonathan to stop crying. Raka uncovers her intention to approach Jonathan. He rushed to the bathroom to wash his face.

Raka unbuttoned his shirt to the chest. He also washed his face that looks shabby because he just woke up.

Jonathan had already stopped crying, when Raka returned to meet the boy. Looking at Raka who had just appeared, Jonathan's hands seemed to tremble. At that moment, Raka felt guilty about the boy.

Raka approaches Jonathan and grabs the tiny hand of his biological son from the woman of his past. Quickly, Jonathan pulls his hand and hides his face in Lala's chest.

Lala let out a long sigh and gently stroked Jonathan's hair. Then, he looked at Raka who seemed to feel guilty.

"Jo, Mami and Papi didn't fight last night. Is it Papi?"

Raka looks awkward when Lala calls herself Papi in front of their child.

"The fire, what a pity with Mami and Jonathan. So, last night, we just misunderstood. We didn't fight. Papi's a good man,"

Hearing Lala's words, Jonathan raised his face and looked at Lala closely. He tried to find honesty in the eyes of his mother.

Lala smiled and kissed Jonathan. Then, Jonathan glanced at Raka who was silent due to rejection from him.

"Keep, why did Papi pull Mami's hand so violently last night?" Jonathan asked with a plain face.

Raka let out a long sigh and sat down on the edge of Jonathan's bed.

"Overnight, Papi was in a hurry to tell Mami, if Papi would help Jonathan to heal," Raka said, smiling sweetly at Jonathan.

Jonathan released his embrace from Lala's body and lowered his gaze.

"Bapi, Jonathan doesn't need healing. Jonathan thinks Jonathan's just going to heaven after Opa."

Jonathan's Opa is Lala's father.

Jonathan and his Opa are very close. Unfortunately, a few months ago, Opa Jonathan returned to Rahmatullah. Because of heart disease.

Raka glanced at Lala who also bowed sadly. Tears welled up in Raka's eyes.

"Son, don't give up. There are Papi and Mami here," said Raka with the end of the sound choked.

"Good morning, Mr. Raka."

Raka turned her head and looked at a nun standing in the doorway of the room.

"Yes sus," Raka moved up and approached the friendly-looking nurse.

"Can you come along for a minute? Test results, sir, are out. The doctor wants to talk to Mr. Raka."

Raka looked enthusiastic, she nodded quickly.

"Before a while," said Raka who moved back to meet Jonathan.

"Jo, this is Papi's chance to make up for all the wasted time between us. Pray yes, hopefully Papi's test results match Jonathan."

"Test what Pi?" Jonathan asked with an innocent face, he did not understand what Raka meant.

"Just pray Papi, to be Jonathan's superhero."

Raka smiled and kissed Jonathan's head. Then, he rushed to see the doctor who handled Jonathan. While Lala looked anxious and looked at Raka with hope. He really hopes that the results of Raka's health and spinal cord tests will match Jonathan's. That way, Jonathan will survive and he can be together again with Raka.

Lala is quite confident, with Jonathan, she can come back with Raka. Moreover, when he found out that Madam Amara had asked Queen to stay away from Raka.

Lala knew very well, Raka was a submissive child. She knew very well, Raka would leave Queen and marry her. Thus, he will feel happiness and his past dreams will be realized with this opportunity.

Lala's dream was to get married and live with Raka officially. He had expected to have many children with Raka.

Raka who was sleepy because she had just done it with Lala was looking at Lala carefully. Then, he hugged Lala's body tightly.

"I want six kids." With a sweaty and tired face.

"A lot!" Lala cried while laughing amusedly.

"Yes, because I'm the only child. Being the only child is not good. Then, I want us to have six kids,"

Lala smiled and returned Raka's embrace. Their skin was also attached to the warmth from the white blanket that night.

"Hmmm, okay. I will give you six children" said Lala.

A happy smile from Raka's face. Then, he kissed the top of Lala's head that was immersed in her field chest.

"I love you so much. Stay with me, yes" whispered Raka.

..

Raka stepped in the doctor's room. Seen who had been waiting for Raka, moved from her seat and allowed Raka to sit a chair that was right in front of her desk.

Raka stepped up and smiled, then sat down on the bench.

"How about doc," asked Raka with an enthusiastic-looking face.

The doctor smiled and took out an envelope that appeared to be still sealed by the party that examined Raka's overall health and the spinal cord match that belonged to Raka.

"This is the result, sir. This report is still sealed yes, you can see." The doctor showed me the seal from the envelope.

Raka already did not care about it, he immediately nodded and hoped to read it immediately.

"Okay sir, let's see the results."

With a pounding chest, Raka awaits the results of the test she had done a few days ago. He was really impatient and wanted Jonathan to get well soon.

The doctor tore the envelope and began to observe it.

The serious face of the doctor. Then the doctor looked at Raka with a face that could be guessed with Raka.

"Did the result not fit doc?" Ask Raka without feeling stale again.

"According to reports, the spinal cord of the Father, does not match the son of the Father. But we're still trying to find a donor for Jonathan."

Degggg...!

Raka's hope shattered into pieces instantly. Even the worst possibility comes directly. Given Jonathan's increasingly weakened state.

"Is that opportunity still there?" Raka asked with tears dripping down her cheeks.

The doctor breathed a long breath. He looked at Raka carefully.

"There is if within three days you get a donor sir."

Raka was silent. He sobbed to hold back his pain the shadow would part with his baby who had just met him.

"I beg you sir, find it as soon as possible. Whatever I do for my son, Doc. I just felt like I had a child. I just met my son. All this time I didn't know where he was. I am a useless old man. I have a real child and I didn't realize it. I don't want anything to happen to Jonathan. Please do your best, Doc. Whatever it is, doc!" She looks panicked and hysterical.

The doctor tried to calm the man.

"Sir, right now all we can do is, ask for the mercy of the Almighty. Because God is the key to everything. The Lord is the All-Aware and the All-Knower of what is best for his people."

The doctor's words made Raka speechless. He realized that he had been so far away from God for a long time. For a long time he acted as he pleased, as if he could not remember if this life belonged to the creator.

For a long time, Raka did not step on the house of worship and begged all his affairs launched. It was a long time ago when he got out of control in Boston, when he came to live a godless life.

"O Allah.."

"Only to You (God) do we worship and only to You do we ask for help" (Q. S. Dasamura :5)