Don't Take My Son

Fakhira's Arrival

Kharisa was tidying up his belongings as well as Rakha's when his HP stored on the sofa table rang, today the second day of the new year, Rakha has been allowed to go home from the hospital. Rafael who was sitting on the sofa with Rakha while watching Rakha's favorite cartoon film grabbed HP Kharisa then saw who contacted Kharisa, the writing of the name A Isal plastered on the HP screen.

"Sa.. Faisal called." he said, putting Kharisa's HP back on the table. In his heart he asked what business Faisal had to contact Kharisa.

Kharisa stopped his activities, took his HP.

"Assalamualaikum, yes A?" Kharisa walked towards the dining table and sat down on the dining chair not far from the sofa where Rakha and his daddy were.

"Waalaikumsalam, how is Rakha Neng?" There was Faisal's voice over there, and Rafael silently eavesdropped on Faisal's voice faintly in his ears, apparently curious plus a feeling of jealousy that rumbled on his chest.

"Alhamdulillah Rakha has improved, has been allowed to go home by the doctor, this again sorted out, but did not go straight home to Indo, at least one day two first rest in the apartment."

"Alhamdulillah, I can already go home, later tidings if you have returned home yes Neng, the same father mother wants to see Rakha he said."

"Yes later I'll tell you, uh but A, I'm with Rakha there are plans to Garut, same mom papa too, papa want to know the cottage and know Abah and the family there, too, all of you want to say thank you, he said, but if Rakha really has recovered, yes most weeks after returning to Indo."

"Yes later A Isal told the father of the same mother. Oh yes Neng, Ira Tea is now again in Singapore, leaving yesterday, invited his friend when he was studying in Egypt to fill a motivational event for students there, he said he wanted to meet all Rakha nengok, he said, the plan is to go home tomorrow. Maybe the afternoon after the event will connect Neng, so later Ira Tea directly to the apartment well."

"Oh Ira Tea again here? Yes, to the apartment, fun to meet Ira Tea." Kharisa looks sumringah, kangen has also not seen with Faisal's older sister. Although only a few months to know Fakhira when he was in college, but he felt he had an older sister. Should have been a few days ago was Fakhira's wedding day, unfortunately void. Kharisa became curious to know what the story was like and how Fakhira felt, must be sad and disappointed.

"Neng wait for Ira's tea to call."

"Yes." Yeah." Kharisa replied, if Ira Tea has not contacted him yet, he will contact her, Kharisa Inner.

"Greetings to Rakha and Rafael." Faisal sounded like he was going to end his chatter.

"A Isal won't talk to Rakha?" Kharisa refused to end his phone. After their relationship was confirmed as only a sister and friend, and the real father figure for Rakha was present, Kharisa still wanted to keep Faisal's closeness with his son well-established, however, Faisal was a very meritorious person for Rakha until the boy became a child who had seen the seeds of his kindness, smart and very fond of his momy, it could not be separated from the results of Faisal's upbringing.

"Why is rakha again?" Of course Faisal actually wanted to talk to his foster child, but he did not want to disturb, worried that Rakha was resting.

"Watch his favorite cartoon with his Daddy."

"Other times just chat, again fun for sure he, later if you have returned to the apartment alone A Isal call again. Yes yes Neng, healthy everyone, greetings also for Bi Dewi."

"Yes A, A Isal also take care of health, hopefully smooth all his affairs."

"Assalamualaik."

"Getishalight." Faisal closed his phone after Kharisa answered his greetings. While the man sitting on the sofa embracing a small body leaning against his chest scrunched his lips to hear the chatter of Kharisa with the man he always jealous. Moreover, Kharisa has not given an answer to his request yesterday, he said asking for two days to reassure his heart.

*****

It was five o'clock in the afternoon when Fakhira arrived at the apartment area where Kharisa and his son were. About an hour ago after the event at the boarding school owned by his friend's family was over, he immediately contacted Kharisa. He was asked to provide an explanation of how successful tips to study at the famous University in Cairo Egypt, also motivating students to be interested in following his steps to study there through the scholarship path.

Sent by his friend and driver, not up to an hour drive he was in front of the apartment building in the city center, but the atmosphere was not too crowded like in Indonesia. Before entering the lobby he contacted Kharisa to tell him that he had arrived in front of the apartment building, he wanted to make sure the building, because it turns out the building he will enter has two towers. But several times contacted, Kharisa did not pick up his phone call. He sent a psan to Kharisa

While walking pushing his small suitcase he entered the lobby, through the door that automatically opened he was still trying to contact Kharisa, sure enough when entering the lobby, there were two elevator areas on the right and left, he said, he had to make sure to take the elevator which, when contacted by Kharisa, asked him to contact him when he reached the apartment and would pick him up in the lobby.

Still trying to contact Kharisa he circulated the view and then walked towards the sofa that was provided for visitors. But suddenly

Bruck

Fakhira's body, almost bouncing to the floor, had just felt her body hit something hard. He closed his eyes and resigned that his body should collapse on the marble floor that looked shiny, but it turned out that his body was still standing, and he felt a hand holding the plate and his shoulder, and he felt that he was holding back, apparently that's what kept him from falling. As he opened his eyes how surprised he was to see the exact face of the man in front of him so close that the look in their eyes met. His heart was pounding, this was the first time he was this close to a man who was not his mahram, and everything was going so fast.

"Astaghrifullah."

He was in the arms of that man. Fakhira immediately pushed the man's body, then took a few steps back.

"Are you okay? I'm sorry, it's accidently, I walk in a hurry." The man spoke in fluent English. From his face clearly visible face Asian, like Indonesian instead.

"I'm okay, yeah.yeah..I'm okay." Fakhira did not dare to look at the man's face, he lowered his head while shaking his hands on his shoulders and waist as if cleaning the area that had been touched by the man still standing in front of him, of course the man reflexively unintentionally held it so that the girl he hit did not fall.

"Oh okay, once more, I'm sory." said the man while nodding his head. Fakhira also nodded her head without seeing her face. The man walked towards the elevator, then entered when the elevator door opened.

Not how long the HP of Fakhira vibrated, it turned out that Kharisa contacted him.

"Assalamualaikum, Ira tea wait in the lobby, I

come down now." Kharisa did not give Fakhira a chance to answer his phone, immediately closing it. He must have rushed straight down from his apartment.

Not until five minutes, Kharisa already in the lobby, looks a little bored.

"Tea Iraaaa." Kharisa spread his arms with a wide smile on his lips, he embraced the graceful woman with an abstract rectangular-patterned headscarf with a milk-brown base matching his plain robe and elegant look. They cipika cipiki then hugged. Somehow Kharisa hugged Fakhira so deeply as if he felt the bitterness that Fakhira experienced and wanted to give strength, even though Fakhira looked ordinary not to show sadness on his face.

"Assalamualaikum Sae? How's things? Rakha is healthy, right?"

"Eh...Waalaikumsalam tea, thank God healthy tea, Rakha is also better." So happy that the new charisma realized he had forgotten to say hello with greetings.

"Sorry yes tea wait a long time, I was again in the bathroom so do not lift his HP" he said again.

"It's okay Sa."

"Let's tea up." Take Kharisa, Kharisa grabbed Fakhira's suitcase, Fakhira followed Kharisa to the elevator.

Arriving in front of her apartment, Kharisa pressed the pin button to unlock the entrance.

"Assynoltom......Rakha look who's coming." Kharisa said excited by his stereotypical voice.

"Getishalight." A greeting from the middle room.

"Wa Ilaaa.... " Rakha approached with half a run.

"Rakha do not run away first." shouted Kharisa spontaneously, Rakha also slowed his pace, embracing the body of Fakhira whose height was the same as his momy. Fakhira aligns her body with Rakha, returns Rakha's embrace and kisses her two thin cheeks.

"Salim used to dong." he said as he reached out his right hand, Rakha greeted him kissing the back of his hand.

"Alhamdulillah Rakha is healthy, Wa Ira is happy to see it." said Fakhira grateful, he was very sad when he heard the news of Rakha coma, even Faisal sent his vidion when Rakha lay weak in the PICU room. His friendship with Rakha during his stay at the boarding school even though only a few months made him very fond of the adorable boy. Just like her sister Faisal, Fakhira likes to tell stories of rosul and her friends.

"Let's go Tea, we're in." Take Kharisa

"Come on Wa." Rakha led Fakhira into the living room.

"Eh...Bang Richan is already nyampe." Kharisa said when he saw someone sitting on the sofa next to Rafael. Richan turned his head for a while, just smiled, then focused again on his HP screen, he did not talk much, more quiet than Rafael. He had just come to Kharisa's apartment, apparently had a dispute with Kharisa when he went down to the lobby.

Of course Richan came to see his nephew after two days yesterday disappeared, he said celebrating the new year with his American friends who followed him on vacation in Singapore. Rafael can guess what kind of new year's night his brother went through, he can only pray that his brother is given guidance, leaving his lifestyle that is clearly contrary to religion and norms in society.

"El..introduce this tea Ira Faisal's brother." Raphael stood up from his seat extending a hand about to shake his hand but pulled it again as Fakhira cupped her hands to her chest. Fakhira guesses that this is introduced to her is Rakha's father.

"Fakhira" he said, nodding his head, his smile expanding on his lips, not seeing that in his heart he still had wounds.

"Raffael." Reply Rafael with his friendly smile.

"Teh Ira's Bang Richan Rafael's brother." Kharisa also introduced Rafael's older brother who was sitting playing his cellphone.

"Bang Richan, this is Ira Tea." Richan raised his head.

"Eh....." Fakhira was shocked when she saw the face of the man in front of her who was taller than her. Of course he remembered, that face was so close to his. And somehow his heart suddenly beat fast.

seriate....