Don't Take My Son

No Proposal

Breakfast this morning was warm, six dining chairs were full. Fried rice on a large dish left a little more, as well as fried sausage and vegetable salad fate is the same.

"Momy.I want more." Said Rakha shyly, maybe because there is an opinion and Fakhira. The plate is empty, remaining rice grains on the edge of the plate.

"Owh..can dong, add fried rice with sausage?" Tanya Kharisa made sure, then filled Rakha's plate with fried rice and sausages that were still left.

"Oma's grandson again mamayu nih." Mama Kharisa looks happy to see her granddaughter already wants to eat a lot. He deliberately cooked Rakha's favorite fried rice with softer rice and a little oil, sure his grandson ate greedily.

"Mamayu what Tan?" Asked Rafael curious about the word he just heard, he sat next to his son, his plate was empty. He was also happy to see his son eating voraciously, his health development was getting better. At six o'clock in the morning he was already there, late anyway because Rakha had woken up at dawn and immediately asked his Daddy. Kharisa who explained that his Daddy took clothes and goods to be taken home. Rakha also believed, because before he fell asleep his daddy was still beside him.

"Mamayu what is Indonesia? I want to eat that." Answer mama.

"Mamayu is an increased appetite in people who are recovering from illness, so the innate is hungry, wanting to eat constantly. Revenge rich because pas is ill not appetite." Fakhira added while chuckling.

"Wah nice dong, can be healthy again quickly become a whiz of Daddy." Connect Rafael.

Breakfast ended with food on the table. Kharisa and Fakhira tidied up the dirty dishes, washed them in the kitchen. Mama and papa went into his room to clean up the trunks to be brought to Jakarta. While Rafael and Rakha sit on the long sofa of the living room, playing with the lego toy that Kharisa bought yesterday, there is still about two hours before they leave for the airport.

Finished washing the dishes and cleaning the dining table Kharisa sat on the sofa beside Rakha opened his HP screen, while Fakhira walked into the room. Secretly Rafael moved to sit back in a single sofa next to Kharisa. His face was bright, his own smiles were sitting leaning with his legs stretched out on the floor.

Rafael is indeed happy, after yesterday talking with papa Kharisa his heart feels plong, he asked for direct blessing to papa Kharisa, and papa Kharisa supported his intention to immediately propose to Kharisa officially, more than just applying.

"If Om allows Sunday tomorrow I will come with my parents to propose to Kharisa." Rafael said at the time.

"Om has been thinking about this since yesterday, but has not had time to talk about it with Kharisa. What Om considers is Rakha, he needs a whole family, considering his age will continue to grow and will be many questions when feeling the peculiarity of his parents, he said, and Om doesn't want to make a mistake a second time, Om knows you love each other, you deserve to be happy, so Om bless you." Papa Kharisa's words seemed to be a breath of fresh air for Rafael, he was increasingly convinced that he could soon marry Kharisa.

"Yes Om, Rakha is a critical child, now he demands to always be with his momy and daddy, even now, so while here I went home after Rakha slept and early in the morning was here again so that Rakha thought I was sleeping with her. Do not know in the future, what reason can Rakha accept if I am not full with him, because there is no way I live in Kharisa's place."

"After your proposal, when are you planning to get married?" Ask papa Kharisa.

"For a time when I have no picture, the expectation is not too long, maybe a month later, it seems enough for the preparation, but depending on the readiness of Kharisa also Om, I have not yet discussed the wedding day with Kharisa." because Kharisa still did not give a definite answer for him. This is also he was desperate to talk directly with papa Kharisa. Papa Kharisa the mangosteen heard Rafael's answer, as if he was thinking.

"Hmm one month huh? Isn't it too long? I thought you'd quickly marry princess Om." Papa Kharisa's words a little to make Rafael surprised, he also felt challenged, actually he also wanted to immediately marry Kharisa.

"The idea is fast Om, but have not talked about it with Kharisa, there is no preparation either."

"This is the opinion of Om well, because if tomorrow's week is a marriage contract, there is no need for a proposal event, Om has already approved you, next month a new reception. Om also certainly wants to announce the marriage of princess Om to the family and relationship Om. How's it?"

"Married tomorrow Om?" Between the shock of mixed happy Rafael confirm again Papa Kharisa's speech.

"Yes, if you're ready."

"Yes ready Om, I'm ready."

"Why smile for yourself? Is something funny?" Rafael immediately turned to the source of the voice, now his smile widened.

"No, I can't wait for Sunday."

"Sampe smiles that rich people who fantasize?" Kharisa asked astonished by Rafael's reply.

"Emang I also imagined you."

"Ish..ngapain imaginary me, please well, I don't want to enter your imaginary world."

"Okay boss, you will no longer be in my imaginary world, because you will always be in my real world, filling my days. And it won't be long, but I'm so impatient, four more days yeah." Kharisa who understood Rafael's intentions looked nervous, his face flushed, between believing and not four more days he would marry Rafael. She was shocked last night when she called her father into the living room and he explained his marriage plans to Rafael. Finally, he agreed because the reasons his father gave made sense. Now or later it is the same that he has made the decision to accept Rafael.

"If you're what Sa is? Degdegan no?" Ask Rafael enthusiastically. He wants to know how Kharisa feels, happy? Or just plain, because maybe the biggest reason Kharisa accepted it was because of Rakha, no longer because of his love feelings.

"I? It's normal to stay in the streets, right?" Kharisa answered with a flat face, when his heart was rumbling and his heart was pounding, imagining that soon he would become Rafael's wife, his dream of becoming a full-fledged parent for Rakha would soon be realized.

"Hmm is ordinary? Yes papa, I understand, maybe your love is a little faded, not like before." Rafael's voice sounded disappointed.

"But I promise you'll fall in love with me again. All you have to know is that my love is still the same as it used to be, even bigger."

Rafael's words make Kharisa's heart pounding, it turns out he still feels that love, the love he always keeps when he has to be apart.

"Momy love what is it?" Suddenly Rakha was standing in front of him while holding the lego that had formed a plane. Of course, Kharisa was surprised. He forgot that nearby there was Rakha who could eavesdrop on his conversation.

"E uh.....What's that?" Kharisa looks nervous. "El..kamu anyway." continued pursing his lips, while Rafael chuckled at Kharisa's nervousness.

"Love is affection ." Kharisa finally answered Rakha's question. "Like momy who loves Rakha very much." Now Kharisa is pulling Rakha in his arms.

"So daddy babe same momy and momy love Daddy, so Mom?" Apparently Rakha digested Kharisa's chat with Rafael.

"Yes." Yeah." Kharisa raised his head.

"Rakha plays with Daddy well, Momy to the room first." Kharisa moved from his seat.

"Why Sa?" It seemed like Rafael was still expecting Kharisa to sit beside him.

"You know, there's still time before you go to the airport." Kharisa replied as he walked towards his room.

And at exactly ten they came out of the apartment, headed for Changi airport, and flew back to the homeland.

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