Don't Take My Son

Mother is still Mother

Rafael drove his car at a speed of 100-120 KM/h on the highway to Jakarta. His heart was furious after hearing Kharisa's story of how he met his mother. It turns out that her guess was wrong, she was so confident that her mother would accept Kharisa to want to meet him, it turns out that her mother has not changed, whether what makes her mother insist on rejecting Kharisa, what is the lack of Kharisa, what is the lack of Kharisa, is it true that because Kharisa was born from a second wife his mother rejected him, is it as small as the mind of the woman who had given birth to him?

The overpass toll road that is above the Karawang to Bekasi area is indeed deserted, the dim street lights under the dark sky decorated with rain stubs as if to support the dark mood of Rafael, who is not happy, imagining life apart with Kharisa and his son made his heart want to scream saying that it was a dream that never came true, but the words of Kharisa in his chatter were so clearly still remembered in his mind. When Faisal came and accompanied Rakha in the room while telling the story of Uwais Al Qorni, Rafael invited Kharisa to speak together on the porch of the house.

"I give up El, I'm born....." Kharisa said when he had just sat down, of course making Rafael surprised by the words of Kharisa who suddenly said surrender, but he could already guess the purpose of the speech.

"Sa, what's Mommy talking about?" Ask with your face starting to turn red.

"Your mother seems to be unable to accept me, so as I said, I want us to be together if there is the blessing of your parents, but your mother does not approve of us, so .... I better back off El...." Kharisa seemed confident in his words.

"Sa...got it can be so Sa, what did mami say until you are sure that mami does not approve of us?" Rafael looks riled, how could Kharisa easily say that, give up, retreat, after he tried to reach Kharisa to cancel his engagement with Vania without thinking anymore and Vania mengikhlaskan, he said, instead of supporting the relationship of the two of them, then he had obtained the blessing of Kharisa's parents as well as his brother without the slightest obstacle, now easily Kharisa said surrender? Just one more step to get the blessing of his mother of course he will not give up, he will fight for it.

"Sa, maybe my mom doesn't accept you, she just needs time to get to know you more."

"Son El."

"What reason?"

"Because I was born of a second wife, and your mother insulted my mother. She told me my mom was a seductress, and my mom taught me to flirt with you until I got pregnant. You know what your mom is about my mom, I don't accept my mom being insulted, she gave birth to me, who fought and sacrificed so much for me and Rakha, I don't accept your mom insulting my mom." At that time Rafael can make Kharisa sad, his heart must be hurt, whether this is how many times his mother hurt Kharisa since she was pregnant with Rakha. His heart became furious, not expecting his mother that long.

"So we better not be with El."

"No Sa. On behalf of my mother I'm sorry, I know you're hurt by your mother, but please Sa, don't leave me, I'll stay by your side Sa, we'll stick together, continue our plan...."

"El I beg you to understand me, I cannot live with you while your mother does not want to accept me, me...."

"Please Sa. Listen to me, we will be together, for Rakha's sake, for our love. I can't get away from Rakha, I'm his father, I have to be with him."

"Until any time you will remain Rakha's father, nothing will change El, we can educate Rakha together, although there will be another father for Rakha, you will remain......"

"Aaaaakkkhhh........" Rafael yelled while hitting the steering wheel hard enough, the scream was quite loud, but of course no one heard it. His conversation with Kharisa is still clearly remembered and makes the concentration of driving disturbed. He pulled his car over to the emergency lane when he got off the expressway, he turned on the emergency sign lights in his car.

It felt he was lazy to continue the journey to his home which was actually no plan to go home, but after hearing the story of Kharisa, he wanted to go home soon, he said, it feels like he wants to vent his anger on his mother and finally he said goodbye to his son to go home, of course Rakha protest did not want to be left by his lady.

"Dady lied, just said the plomis wouldn't leave me, but as if the lady wanted to run away, I wanted to be with Dady." Rakha protests with a frowning face.

"Dady's coming home for a while, tomorrow's coming back, okay." Rakha finally let him go on condition that tomorrow he should come again.

It was Rakhah's attitude and speech that made him promise to fight to be with Kharisa and Rakha, yes Rakha needs his dady, needs himself, not another father, there will be no other father for Rakha. He decided to continue his journey to his home to negotiate with his mother.

Suddenly Rafael remembered his best friend Mario," at this time he needed a sharing friend, and Mario was the right person to help provide a solution for him. He took his HP and contacted him. As always Mario always has an amazing answer when Rafael gives a question about the problem.

"As I've said before, anger is okay, hate it. Your mother is still your mother, as bad as she is, as bad as she is, she is still your mother."

"Reply evil with good, that is exemplified by Rosulullah saw. How angry we are, do not let us speak

rough on our mother, one point only we hurt her can be a barrier to the door of heaven, because for a child, the pleasure of God is in the ridho of parents, especially the mother."

"Come to your mother, speak carefully, speak your meaning in gentle words, if your emotions are not controlled, pray first, and pray for God to soften his heart. Believe me, as hard as your mother's heart, if God wills, it will also melt."

After contacting Mario and listening to his advice, he began to feel a glimmer of hope that his mother would accept Kharisa, in a gentle way her mammoth period was untouched, he thought.

Rafael began driving his car at moderate speed on a motorway that looks solid, carrying the belief everything will be fine. His heart is calmer, remember there is God, leave everything to God, let God finish everything in His way. That's what he remembered from his best friend's words.

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