After the Rain

Dreamtime

Arriving at the dormitory, Yandri immediately parked his car. After that, he went to the licensing office to pick up the eligibility book.

"Well, how come you're back, Tadz?" ask Mr. Mahdi.

Yandri only smiled faintly at the senior security guard's question.

"Isn't the schedule still a long time, Tadz?" ask the Mahdi again.

"Yes, Sir. It just so happens that there is a lot of work to be done soon, so go forward with the return" replied Yandri.

"Oalah .. healthy keep yes, make Ustadz the same wife's child!" Do'a Mr. Mahdi.

"Alhamdulillah .. aamiin, sir. The same Do'a is also for the family father" said Yandri.

Shortly after, the signed book was handed back to Yandri. After saying goodbye to the security guards on duty, Yandri then went to the dormitory to rest.

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Yandri's days passed with nothingness. There was no news he received from his wife. Since Yandri returned to the dorm, Yandri has never received a phone call or chat from Daniar. Fortunately, Yandri's work was so crowded, because the even semester school term was soon over. For a moment, Yandri's sense of emptiness was treated by his busyness.

Time keeps passing. Yandri's relaxation schedule is approaching. However, this month Yandri plans not to take his relaxation. He still feels annoyed by the reckless attitude of Daniar who has sued for divorce himself.

Yandri grabbed the small frame that was always on display at his desk. He looked at the two angels who had always been his day's encouragement.

Forgive me, Bin. This month I can't go home. I can't afford to have to face the stubbornness of your mother who continues to insist on asking to separate. Dad was afraid Dad couldn't hold back my emotions. Forgive Dad ... Monologue Yandri in his heart.

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This afternoon, Daniar's head was made dizzy by the whining of the Stars. For some reason, two days ago, Bintang always asked his father. Normally, when Daniar switched the conversation to distract the Star, the girl would instantly forget his wish. But now ... Daniar simply cannot persuade the Stars in any way.

"Come dong, Bun ... phonein dad, Please .." Whine Star.

"Ish, Bin .. You don't see that Mother is busy anymore" said Daniar who is doing her schoolwork.

"Sebentaaaar aja, Bun. Can, right? Hmm, Mother is beautiful, deh," woo the Stars.

"Aish, do not have to woo it, Mother is busy. You just borrow HP enin, gih!" ask Daniar.

"But enin again najai, Bun," replied the Star.

"Yes, wait get home njai first, lah. A little while back home, too," Daniar replied, glancing at the clock that was against the wall of his room.

"Ih, old Bun ... The star wants to call Dad now. Please ..." The stars are back.

"No, anyway you can not call Dad using Mother's phone. Point!" firmly Daniar.

"Huh, Mother why the hell? Kan will not be ngabisin quota as well," frown the Star.

"Enough the Stars, Mother is busy. Now also, Mother asks, the Star out of Mother's room. Don't disturb Mother!" daniar's orders expel his daughter.

"Dad, Mother is stingy!" the star said as he ran outside the room.

Brak!

Feeling upset at his mother's attitude, the star slammed the door.

"Hhh ..."

Daniar sighed. He put the laptop that had been on his lap, into the bed. Daniar rests his back on the dashboard of the bed.

Oh my God... What's wrong with me? Just because of my ego, I yelled at my own son. Though, he just simply missed his father, the inner Daniar, closed his eyes.

A few seconds later, the door to Daniar's room opened violently.

"What the fuck are you, Niar? Why are you scolding your son for something so trivial?" snarled Miss Salma.

"Yourf!"

Daniar wastes his breath, rough. Maybe the Stars have complained to the mother, the inner Daniar.

"She just asked you to contact her father, what's wrong? After all, you don't have to be so cranky, fussy, 'will be your child, '" said Ms. Salma.

"Ih, Mother ... Who's the wreck? Niar is mediocre, kok," kilah Daniar.

Miss Salma approached Daniar's bed. He took the laptop and moved it to the dresser. A second later, Ms. Salma sat in front of Daniar.

"Ni, the Star is your son, your flesh and blood. The bond between mother and child is strong. He could definitely feel that his mother was having problems at this time. Only, he did not understand how to comfort his mother. That's why he's fussy. And he's fussy like that just to get your attention, so you can forget the problems that make your heart upset," said Ms. Salma.

Daniar could only take a deep breath to hear his mother's words. Maybe what her mother said was true, but she didn't realize it.

Astaghfirullah ... The star is innocent, but why would I vent all my frustration on him just because the kang Yandri did not grant my request, Daniar said in his heart.

"Sorry, Mom," muttered Daniar, slowly.

"I apologize to your son. Now she is crying in her room" said Ms. Salma.

"Yes, ma'am," said Daniar, rising from his bed.

Daniar also set foot into his son's room. Arriving in front of the Star room, Daniar knocked on the door of the room.

"Bin, can Mother come in?" daniar asked, shortly after knocking on his daughter's bedroom door.

"Just go in, Bun. The door is not locked" replied the Star on the sidelines sobbing her tears.

Daniar pressed the doorknob and opened it. The stars are crying while bowing their bodies. Daniar then approached his daughter. He sat on the edge of the bed. His hand stretched out and touched the shoulder of the Star.

"Bibin Darling .. Forgive Mommy, Son. Unintentionally, Mother had yelled at Bibin until Bibin was hurt and crying like this," said Daniar, regretting.

Star turned. He got up and hugged his mother.

"I'm sorry Bibin, Bun. The wrong bibin. Bibin should know that Mother is not going to talk to Dad. But Bibin forced Mother. Bibin knows, Mother is silencing father. Bibin knows that Mother is angry with father because of grandmother. But Bibin also misses Daddy, Bun," the Star replies.

Daniar was quite surprised to hear the words of the Star. She did not expect that Bintang would still remember her grandmother's treatment. Daniar was unable to reply to the Star. He just hugged the stars tightly.

"I'm sorry, Mom!" whispered Daniar in his daughter's ear.

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"Uhuk-uhuk-uhuk!"

The sound of coughing was clearly heard from the front porch of Grandpa Ahmad's house.

"Come, Mom. The night air is not good for our old health" Grandpa Ahmad said from the doorstep.

"A little while, sir. I feel claustrophobic inside" said Miss Maryam.

"Mom felt claustrophobic because I had done something wrong to someone. Be honest with you ... What have you done to his wife Yandri?" ask Grandpa Ahmad.

Maryam was surprised. How could her husband accuse her of that.

"What do you mean, Father?" ask Miss Maryam, nervous.

"Come, Ma. It's just, you have a hunch that Mom has done something to Daniar" replied Grandpa Ahmad.

"Ih, don't know you, sir. Later the onset can be slander," ketus Bu Maryam.

"The problem is, Mother often delirious to mention the name Daniar. And I was sweating while being delirious. It's like having a bad dream" Grandpa Ahmad said.

"Really?" mrs Maryam asked, getting nervous.

Yep. For the past two weeks, Miss Maryam has always had nightmares about Daniar and a little baby. A pale-faced baby boy who was sleeping in a Daniar sling. Suddenly Daniar and the baby dragged him into the flames.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim" muttered Miss Maryam.

Recalling the same dream that always approached her, the heart of Miss Maryam was racing quickly. Not wanting her husband to suspect her, Miss Maryam immediately got up from the porch chair.

"It's late, sir. We'd better get some sleep."