Dimadu Tak Semanis Honey

Bonus #2

Aksa is five years old. Every morning I would always take him to school flush children, the distance is quite far. He went to school there according to his father Erlangga's wishes. When he was alive, Erlangga always told me he wanted to send his son there. An elite school whose pay exceeds that of college kids.

No wonder my little Aksa is so smart in every way. Erlangga must be very proud to see his son grow up well and great. Uh! if he were still alive, both Erlangga and Aksa would definitely be very happy.

Often Aksa always stared enviously when he saw his friend picked up their father. In the car and then lifted it up. Joking with warmth.

"Darling, let's go home" I said. His gaze did not turn at all. My son still sees the warmth and fire that his friend and his father did. Be ill.

I squat, equalizing my height with Aksa. "Darling ..." I looked into her eyes filled with sadness in them. I want to feel like I'm crying. No, that can't happen. I must be strong in front of him.

"Would you like to see Dad?" he responds. Look with a little hope. "Come on, let's look at Dad."

Aksa smiled cheerfully. He pulled my hand and immediately rushed towards the car. Arriving at the meal, Aksa always ran towards the flower seller. He always bought a lot of flowers, buckets and also flowers for him to sow. That's how Aksa, he who always misses his father will be happy when I take him to Erlangga's tomb.

"Dad, today my mother and I came. You know what? earlier in school got great grades again loh .. said mother I was smart like father.

Dad, don't tell mom. I was given candy with Gisel at school, if you know you must be angry, my teeth will be eaten tenacious he said. I promise, yes. It's our secret." Aksa whispered to Erlangga's navel. It's hard to see him like that every time we come here.

Aksa will tell about his day at the Erlangga vortex. It was as if he was whispering to his father. O Allah .. If Erlangga were still alive, he would tell her, whispering behind me. Maybe, when I get angry there will be Erlangga defending him. Astaghfirullah .. forgive the servant O Allah, who is still not sincere until now.

I miss him, God. I miss you so much, baby.

"Mother ... Why cry? sad, is it because I eat candy? I'm sorry, Mother, I promise I won't eat candy again. Dad, mother crying. I have to apologize ...." Little Aksa hugged me. He apologized, whispering in his ear that he would not eat sweets again. Polosnya.

"Dear baby, Aksa has to be like a father. She's very obedient to mom, whatever she says she always obeys." I broke my arms. "Promise, yeah. Don't eat candy, his teeth will be broken." He's nodding.

"You want to say goodbye to Dad?" he nodded back. Return to squat and whisper to Erlangga.

"Dad, I'm home. I'll be here again with Om Zidan. I want to be a good boy as rich as Dad. Want to recite all the words of the mother, let the mother not cry anymore. Bye dad."

"Darling, we go home first. I'll bring him here often. May you be calm in nature. I love you, Erlangga. Very." back my tears came down. Why is missing someone we can't see anymore so painful? when ego gets into me even I want to catch up and meet him. Forgive me Rabb ....

Repeat the legs heavily, leaving Erlangga there. Ragaku returns home with Aksa. However, my soul was always there with Erlangga. Accompany him at all times, every day, all year round.

Connect ....

Ow hell! I don't know how much bonus I will give, because every writing of this story is always addictive.

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