Coloring Rainbows In Your Eyes

Chapter 3 The Cancellation of the Unilateral

The clock has shown at 8:30 and Father Sam's residence is no more noise. Sam's father and his four children have gone to pick up their respective activities. Including Nadhira.

Without feeling Nadhira felt hungry on the sidelines of his work. He glanced at the watch on his left hand and muttered, "Pantes aja laper, it's 12 o'clock turned out. Prayer trus eat ah."

Not yet had time to get out of his chair, his HP suddenly rang. Mother called.

"Assalammualaikum ma'am, what's wrong, ma'am?"

"Dhira, I'm confused...Where is this?? I don't know if I have to gmn.hiks...hiks" replied Mom, sobbing.

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"Mom..Why, what's wrong?? How come you're crying about calling her?" dhira asked curiously hearing his mother's sobbing voice.

"Mother is confused Dhir...How should you do? Wa Antih who pesen catering for his son aqiqah just came." replied Mother while breathing on the sidelines of her sobbing.

"Ooh Wa Antih na ka imah? Neangan? Mmg blm done that ma'am? Want to transfer brp hours? Later Dhira pesenin taxi onlen aja.biar Ibu ga bothered", said Nadhira before Ibu Ipah could continue his explanation.

"Other neng..hiks hiks", replied Ibu Ipah still trying to hold back his crying. "Wa Antih ka imah other than catering. Even want to cancel..huhuhu..hiks hiiks" continued Ibu Ipah and immediately more and faster crying was heard from across there.

Nadhira immediately showed a worried face as well as astonishment, "Loh..ko can? Naha Ma? Is there any food that's not good or what?"

"Wa Antih said his aqiqahan was not so. Said mo pay using the bonus for mother catering. But until this morning from his job no news, so he can not pay for Mother's catering." explained Ibu Ipah still continue to grieve.

"Hmmm....." Nadhira was silent

"Why should this mom? Mubazir is the food.hu.

"So Mom, can Dhira think of the solution over lunch? At half 1 o'clock...Dhira lom pray as well. Insha Allah finish praying, Dhira directly calls Mom again." replied Dhira slowly calming. "Mother also prayed dzuhur first, who knows the answer should also be given how." persuaded Dhira.

"He eh..iya neng, I pray first klo that. I'm dizzy at the stress of Wa Antih you know that." replied Ibu Ipah agreed to Nadhira's suggestion.

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Nadhira finished his remaining 15-minute break for dzuhur prayers alone beside his desk. Lunch had to be missed because the phone call from Mother had cut off many hours of rest.

Finishing the greeting, Nadhira continued by praying grievously to the Creator, begging for guidance on the matter. There was no sense of clear twinkling dripping from the 2 corners of his eyes as cupping both palms on his face ended his plea.

Not far from Nadhira's desk, there was a pair of watching eyes.

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"It's new, it's new. Mother's feelings are a little tenacious now. Thank you, if there is no....I'm sure you're crying and crying Daddy's coming to school" said Ibu Ipah."So how's neng? What should mom be? It's just a cool place where I confide in this, I don't want to burden you. And I also can't tell your adek. Afraid to interrupt their learning."

"Yes, ma'am, gapapa. Neng seneng kok Mother the story is the same neng.." replied Nadhira while taking a breath before continuing.

Nadhira tapped on the pen in his left hand while asking in mind whether his mother would accept the solution given.

"Gini ma'am..it's catering is done? Just packing truck anter, right?" ask Nadhira before continuing.

"Yes neng, I've cooked everything. Because the show is at 8 tar malem, Ibu Intana will anter to Wa Antih's house at 5, wrapped up" replied Ibu Ipah.

"Yes already, now I call Wa Antih.kabarin if the message is delivered. For the cost, say it can be repaid and paid later if there is money. Mom willing to help her son's goodwill Wa Antih? Later about the capital that makes, let Neng replace it first." explained Nadhira slowly.

"But Nadhira changed it later Yes ma'am, this payday is half first. You see, Naren was asked to pay money for the tour" said Nadhira.

Suddenly I heard the sound of stuffing Mother across the street, Nadhira explained.

"Mother.....Why are you crying again? Neng tried to find a solution, ma'am. This is all I can love. Sorry ma'am.neng could not replace full capital Mother directly." Nadhira's response was heartbreaking when he heard the Mother's sobs.

Mother Ipah's puffing voice slowly disappeared, "Neng.jutu Mother who is grateful to be a mother's child. Sorry I'm the same Mother.still burden you until now. Though you are an architect, but even work as an admin staff to help schoolin adek-adek you" replied Ibu Ipah sad.

"Ih...Mother, why also say burden. Neng sincerely. Then yes, so the newly graduated architect is not easy to find work. Even IF graduates of IT. Many are asking for a min.1 th experience." said Nadhira.

"Yes ma'am, Neng has to continue working again now. Anyway, I finished his message Wa Antih. Neng dah itung-itung, God willing enough" Nadhira's message emphasized.

"Yes neng, I'm calling Wa Antih first.makasih ya Neng.lanti go home carefully on the road. Assalammualaikum" closed Ibu Ipah.

"Wa alaikum salam Bu", replied Nadhira then press the end call button.

His eyes refocused on the monitor screen and began to continue his work. Occasionally Nadhira chewed biscuits that he kept in a drawer to ward off hunger.

A pair of eyes that had been watching him from the window since then had now turned to his desk.

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