Don't Take My Son

Greet Your Happy

This afternoon the sky in the city of Bandung looks cloudy, even looks dark, even though the time is still at half five in the afternoon, it looks like the rain will soon fall. Faisal was sitting in the waiting seat of the passenger pick-up area at Husen Sastranegara airport, next to him sat a bespectacled man, who looked no longer young, he was Prof. Apandi Sumadipraja, Ph.D., one of the professors in the faculty where Faisal served there. At the age of half a century, he still looks healthy and fit. Only her hair that began to look white can not lie if she is not young anymore.

Looks like they're waiting for someone, maybe also waiting for an invitation. Every now and then Prof Apandi looked at the watch in his hand, with a slightly anxious face, it had been almost half an hour they were waiting there. It turns out that they were waiting for an invitation, more precisely Prof Apandi who was waiting for an invitation, Faisal himself lived online taxi order, the plan he would go home to his brother Kang Farhan, his brother, but there was no way he would leave his master teacher, so he waited to accompany the person he respected so much.

"The boy is just worrying." Gumam Prof Apandi's.

"What's the matter, Prof?" Faisal asked, he heard Prof Apandi mutter.

"It turns out that the one who picked up was not Mang Ujang, but my daughter. Mang Ujang suddenly could not pick up because of illness, but did not need to be picked up, I could take a taxi." Prof Apandi's wife told me that the one who picked him up was his youngest daughter.

"But it's gone, Prof?" Ask Faisal again.

"From an hour ago, it should have arrived, not yet smoothly he drove it, matak ngahariwangkeun tea slave (make the child worry)." Now Prof Apandi looks more worried. Plus the rain that suddenly fell heavily made her worry even more about her daughter.

Thiiin.....

The sound of car horns stopping not far from where they waited seemed to seek the attention of two different-aged men sitting next to each other. Faisal who recognized the black sedan car that again turned on his horn immediately stood up.

"The prof's his car, huh?" he ensured.

"Oh..thank God, finally nyampe also the child." Prof Apandi immediately went to his car, Faisal followed by carrying a suitcase and a package of souvenirs.

"You find parking first, we'll go home after the rain subsides." Prof Apandi yelled a little at his daughter who was behind the wheel. Although the front door glass window was open but the sound of heavy rain made his voice barely heard clearly by his daughter.

"Let's go in." Shouted daughter.

"You'll find parking, you'll be here again when it rains." The birthday of Prof Apandi, of course, made his daughter wonder, so did Faisal who was standing in front of the rear passenger door, about to enter the goods into the car.

"Why wait for Dad to leave?"

"The rain is heavy, look dark too." Prof Apandi apparently does not believe in the ability to drive his daughter, it is better to wait until the rain subsides rather than at risk of happening that is not expected on the road. He did not dare to bring his own car.

"But it'll be a long time Dad, it's already afternoon." Whine daughter. The father shook his head, taking two steps back slightly from his car.

"Prof, if allowed to let me bring a car, I take Prof first, later I use an online taxi from Prof's house, coincidentally in the same direction, I go home to my brother's house in Cibiru area." Faisal who understood his master teacher's doubts towards his daughter tried to provide a solution.

"Well, maybe too. But you're right it's okay

what brings me first?" Prof Apandi's face looks bright, of course because he so not peelu waiting for rain to subside at the airport.

"It's okay, Prof." Faisal replied happy to be able to help people who have helped a lot to start his career.

Finally Faisal sat behind the wheel through the heavy rain and the darkening road, he carefully ran it.

But there was a tickle of his heart after he faced directly with his daughter Prof Apandi, because it turns out he knew him and he did not know that the girl who is now sitting next to him was the daughter of his great teacher.

Aini calls the girl, her younger sister who often waits for her during the last lecture hours just to discuss or share lecture material. Because often go together when exiting the campus gate, the girl who once made Kharisa scowl and silence him for reasons not clear, Faisal to think that maybe Kharisa jealous of his younger brother, the younger brother, he kept his distance, so he graduated almost never having contact with the girl again.

And now she met again with the status of the girl as the daughter of the master teacher in her faculty.

"Kang Faisal, said Mother do not go home first, mother is making ginger drinks, let's go in first." Aini said after Faisal took his things out of the car. Just thinking about booking a taxi online, he finally delayed it.

"Please drink Kang, it makes the body warmer." Said Aini while offering a cup of clear brown drinks, still emitting smoke.

"When it's over you can just go home, said Mother." Again, there was a faint smile on his lips. Faisal took the cup in front of him and sipped it slowly, feeling warm in his throat as well as in his stomach.

The two of them talked for a while until Faisal said goodbye after the online taxi he booked gave news already on location.

After a half-hour drive, Faisal arrived at his older brother Kang Farhan's house, and his older sister Fakhira had just returned from Singapore. From Soeta Fakhira airport directly use travel to the city of Bandung, although it has been courted Kharisa so as not to go home until the wedding day Kharisa, but still Fakhira decided to go home on the grounds that there was something he had to do in the cottage, He also promised to come on the day of Kharisa's wedding with his family.

The arrival of Faisal was greeted by the riot of two chatty but adorable children, who else if not Khanza and his sister.

"Hore there's Om Isal....Om Isal bobonya same oru yah, or want to hear the story of the prophet who entered the belly of the fish." Arsyad looks pleased with the arrival of his om.

"Om Isal, said Uma Sunday tomorrow want to go to Jakarta, Om Isal come too right?" Khanza, a little girl almost six years old but looks more mature, immediately stormed Omnya carrying news.

"You want to go to Jakarta?" Ask Faisal.

"No. said Uma to Rakha's omana's house, there would be thanks." Khanza replied plainly, as Umanya explained. Faisal frowned, automatically turning to Fakhira who was sitting next to him asking for an explanation.

"Oh that, Bi Dewi invited us there." Answer Fakhira. "The marriage contract of Kharisa and Rafael." She nodded in a half-whispering voice. "You can come, right? The same father Mother will also come, the day after they come here, we leave with Kang Farhan, Teh Moza." Faisal was still silent at his brother's words, watching him in case he misheard, but it seemed that his hearing was not wrong.

Isn't this what was expected? Kharisa, Rakha can be with Rafael in a whole family ? This was what he had been trying to do, to find out about Rafael, to try to contact him, to catch up with him to his house but at that time it had not been successful, support Kharisa so as not to be discouraged to be able to meet again with his biological father Rakha. After Rafael came he supported Kharisa to accept him even though Kharisa himself had time to falter, he still convinced Kharisa that Rafael was best for him.

And now, that moment is coming, the moment when he has truly released Kharisa, casting his shadow on his heart, there is more right to him, and Rakha. Now is the time to witness the happiness of the woman he apparently loved in silence.

Please welcome Kharisa, it is time for you and Rakha to be happy forever. His words were sincere in his heart.

There will be no heartache, there are also happy when the people we love are happy.

***

The days that Kharisa passed felt fast passing, three days preparing for his wedding turned out to be quite tiring too. From starting to look for wedding clothes, shopping for items as mami Rafael still want to give offerings even though the event is only a marriage contract, finally a full daily Kharisa accompanied by mami Rafael shopping for the purpose of handing over. Their relationship seemed to improve, of course, after they forgave each other and Mami Rafael accepted Kharisa, he was so spoiling his future daughter-in-law.

Today H-1, Kharisa house looks crowded by officers who put up a tent in the yard and decorate it with decorations that look simple but elegant. Various kinds of live flowers also decorate along the area of outdor and indor, appear more dominant peach-colored roses, at the request of Kharisa in accordance with his favorite color. Although the event is only a marriage certificate, but still papa Kharisa invited close relatives both from the papa family and from the mother's family, including friends and some confidants in his office.

For the sake of smooth events, mama used the services of a wedding organizer during Rendi's wedding, of course, on the recommendation of mama Lisna, she said the work was good and satisfying. Moreover, there are only three days to prepare.

And the day that awaited arrived. It feels like a dream for Kharisa that today is a day that will change his life in the future, even though he himself is still confused by what the next step will be like. But now he is not alone, there is someone who will be a place to share, share stories, share likes and sorrows.

"The bridegroom has come." Fakhira went into Kharisa's room to tell Kharisa to get ready. Looks Kharisa sitting in front of the dresser, his face looks tense even though it has been in the make up to make him pangling, still the tension on his face is still visible. Don't ask if his heart is beating too fast

"Hey Neng. Take a deep breath, hold it, take it slow, bagu" Fakhira tried to calm Kharisa down. Kharisa was asked to get out of the room, then sit in the dining room area.

Not long after the event opened, a series of wedding events began. After the sermon delivered by the father of the ministry of religion, Raphael began to enforce his seat. This was the time when he uttered a powerful sentence that in just an instant would change his status to husband. And a few minutes later Ijab came out of the lips of Papa Kharisa and Rafael.

"Well...Validly...." There were loud voices from two witnesses with faces full of relief.

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