Don't Take My Son

A gift from the in-laws

Days change weeks, weeks change months, times change feel so fast. Two months already Kharisa enjoyed his role as a wife and mother. It turned out not to be as easy as imagined, let alone no mama and Bi Nani helping him. It was deliberately Kharisa who asked Bi Nani not to come with him.

"Bi Nani friends only mama, I want to try to be independent Bi, want to feel how to carry out the role of a housewife, anyway I also do not work, in the foundation is also a flexible time, flexible, later if I can't tell Mama and Aunt." Kharisa said when he refused Bi Nani to come with him also rejected his mother's suggestion to find a new PRT specifically to help Kharisa.

In the past when Rakha was pregnant, when her dream to become a career woman became extinct, she often fantasized, became a housewife, married Rafael. Cleaning the house, washing, cooking babysitting, then waiting for the husband to come home, that's what he imagined, it seemed fun, fun, as he saw from the figure of his mother Faisal who was purely just a housewife.

And now doing homework, preparing for the needs of the husband, taking school children, cooking, is now a daily meal.

Must be happy and proud, when husband and son enjoy the food he cooks, and say he likes it. 'Taste Mommy good'. That sentence will be an encouragement to continue cooking various types of food. This is what makes Kharisa the spirit of learning to cook even if only seen from online media applications.

Like this morning, after the dawn prayer and a little teaching. Kharisa went straight to the kitchen, immediately practice making his son's favorite fried rice, but this time he tried a different recipe. Adding corned beef and cheese that is cut into small boxes, makes fried rice taste more savory.

As Kharisa was about to move the fried rice from the frying pan to the plate, Rafael suddenly hugged him from behind and kissed Kharisa's open neck, kharisa's habit at home does prefer his hair in the midrib to show his neckline.

"Mommy cooks what, smells really good up to the front." Said Rafael in a whispering voice beside Kharisa's right ear, making Kharisa's body bristle.

"El.the habit deh like to disturb you if you cook again." Kharisa pressed his shoulders, trying to keep Rafael's face away from his body, as both of his hands were holding a spatula and a plate.

"You're off the back looking sexy Mom."

"Begin...before El, I want to move this first."

"I won't let go if Mommy still calls me names." Rafael strengthened his embrace.

When the honeymoon in Lombok Rafael protested because Kharisa called him by his name 'El' .

"I don't want you to call me El, Faisal you just call Aa, when I'm your husband called by his name directly, it's not polite." Rafael protest at that time.

"What do you want to call crus?"

"Special call, honey for example, or baby, baby or my love." Rafael's request at that time was not heeded by Kharisa, until now he still calls the same designation 'El'.

"Quick call me Honey...." Said Rafael, still hugging Kharisa from behind.

"He..he..since when did you become more like El." Kekeh Kharisa while moving the remaining fried rice on the plate. Wanting to twist his body but Rafael's embrace made it difficult for him to move.

"I'm going to keep the fried rice first El, off...." Kharisa walked towards the dining table followed by Rafael who had not yet let go of his embrace.

"I won't leave until you call me with a special call."

"Yes later I think it's good to call you what, now it's free first, this is later ration."

"That means he'll be released later." Tempted Rafael, he really likes to tease his wife like this, usually Kharisa will ask Rakha for help to escape from her husband.

"Here you suck El."

"What did mommy say?" Rafael kissed Kharisa's right cheek.

"Racha...please Mommy." It was true that Kharisa asked his son for help. And Rakha who was busy watching her favorite cartoon immediately turned her head and saw the sight of her mommy who was standing near the dining table carrying a plate in front of her chest in the deck tightly by her daddy.

"Daddy...why daddy so happy to bother mommy?" Rakha got up from her seat, approaching her mommy and daddy.

"Because mommy is grinding." Replied Rafael leisurely without letting go of his arms, shamelessly in front of his son, and he dyed Kharisa's cheek.

"Rakha please Mommy.... " Kharisa's face looks clear. Rakha immediately tickled his Daddy's waist to let his daddy release his mommy. The boy seemed to want to protect his mommy.

"If that's Rakha Daddy bothering you." Finally Raphael released Kharisa and turned to his son. Rakha's lap is like carrying rice in a sack, making Rakha stunned but then laughs happily, feeling the sensation of his head below. Now it was Rafael's turn to tickle his son until Rakha laughed and screamed. Such was the interaction of father and son who had been separated for almost five years, and now Rafael really paid for the time he had missed with his son.

After Rafael left for work, Kharisa tidied the dining table and washed the equipment used for breakfast, today Rakha is a weekend off, the foundation where Kharisa works side by side is also a holiday, so today Kharisa will be at home all day and Kharisa takes his time to cook and accompany his son to play while studying.

At half-time Rafael came home from work, Kharisa greeted her husband at the door, took a briefcase and kissed his hand, Replying to Rafael by peeping Kharisa's forehead, then stealing a kiss on the lips really looks like a romantic couple.

"Mommy had a phone call, asked us to go home, miss the same daughter-in-law and granddaughter she said."

"So now we're going to Jakarta?" Kharisa looks excited, of course he also missed meeting his mother-in-law who almost a month did not meet, he also wanted to meet his mother and father.

"Once we leave."

Kharisa nodded his head, kept Rafael's briefcase in the room and immediately prepared the necessities to be brought, awakening Rakha who was still napping. After the Ashar prayer they left for Jakarta.

Mommy Rafael welcomed them with pleasure, the dinner was prepared. His grandson's favorite special food was deliberately provided, grilled carp deliberately ordered from Sundanese restaurants. He recalled the first time he met his granddaughter in a restaurant, Rakha ate grilled carp voraciously.

"You guys clean up first, then we have dinner, papi again on the road, soon nyampe." Mami.

"Rakha's bath is bathed in Oma yah." Look mommy so longed and wanted to be close to her grandson .

"I've made Oma, want to take a bath alone."

"Ah yes..grandson Oma has grown up well, okay deh, Oma wait here well, Oma already ready fish for granddaughter Oma." Mami could not bear to stick Rakha's cheeks filled, yes after her mommy did not work she ate a lot, because Kharisa diligently made dishes including various cakes and pudding.

Rafael takes Kharisa and Rakha to his room upstairs. They bathed and performed the prayers of Isha. When he came down to the dining room there was already Rafael's papi waiting at the dining table. They also ate dinner together.

The next day my mother invited Kharisa to accompany her shopping. The two of them went to the driver, while Rakha after breakfast immediately took his daddy swimming.

It turned out that she took Kharisa to Thamrin City shopping center in Central Jakarta. When getting off the car actually Kharisa felt astonished, the growth of his mother-in-law wanted to shop at this place, usually he bought his needs in a mall that provides branded goods.

"Mommy wants to buy clothes, then help mami choose it well." Kharisa frowned, really mami want to buy clothes here? In this shopping center the goods are local goods, if there is an outside branded brand usually counterfeit goods or KW.

"Temen mami said, the clothes here are nice." Mami said, as if answering to Kharisa's amazement.

"Later if there's a good one we're in uniform." Added mamy. Kharisa assented with his astonished face.

Even more surprised when Mami took her to a Muslim fashion store. At nine o'clock the atmosphere at the place was not crowded, the shops also just opened their stores, they began to display their latest products on display in the mannequin.

"Well are you shopping in this place?" Tanya mami when they entered a shop covered in glass walls, the shop was quite spacious, looked a variety of Muslim clothes on display there.

"Mommy wants to hijab like mommy's daughter-in-law."

"Mommy.....?" Kharisa looks surprised, certainly would not expect, his mother-in-law who looks fashionable even can be said to not understand religious science, will suddenly hijab.

"Truly mom?" Ask again to make sure. Mami nodded with a smile on her lips.

"Aaahh..mami congratulations." Kharisa hugged his mother-in-law, his eyes teary.

Finally, with the spirit of Kharisa choose some Muslim clothes that he thinks are suitable for his mother-in-law. Kharisa also chose two clothes stels, because he was forced into his father-in-law.

At half-twelfth they had just finished shopping. Mami contacted her driver to bring groceries to be stored in the car, then took Kharisa to the food court for lunch.

"We pray dhuhur here only well, mami want to take you to one more place." After finishing her lunch. How happy Kharisa was to see the change of his mother-in-law, who he knew included Rafael's mother who neglected to pray, but now even he who first remembered the prayer, it was impatient to tell Rafael.

Sure enough out of Thamrin City they did not go straight home. The car that took them entered the parking lot of a European car showroom the same product as the car brand used by the mother. It seems that mom is going to change her car, although it is still good, maybe she is bored, thought Kharisa.

"Let's go in." Kharisa got out of the car following his mother-in-law. She frowned when she saw her husband's car parked there as well. What is Rafael here too? Couldn't it be that he'd buy a car? No previous talks. Kharisa.

"Mommy........." There was a familiar boy's voice in Kaharisa's ear as he walked into the lobby.

"Hey... Why is Rakha here, where's Daddy?"

"Daddy, look at the car there." Rakha shows me where her daddy is.

"Said Daddy, I can help Mommy choose the car that's here." Rakha plain.

"Choosing cars?" Kharisa looks surprised, he does not feel he will buy a car.

"Iya Kharisa, you have to choose one of the cars here, a gift from papi and mami." My mother assured her daughter-in-law.

seriated

Hi Readers, finally able to get up again. Thank you for waiting faithfully, although lately often late up his. Forgive me. Because there is some work to be done.

Who is curious about the story of Fakhira and Richan, God willing, there will be a special story in another novel, deliberately displayed here to warm up first. After the novel ended, their story. Agree yeah.🤗

And the novel is about to end, the target should be before the fasting month. Hopefully achieved. Once again thank you for your support and your loyalty to escort Kharisa and Rafael. Thanks yeah.🤗🙏

Salutations

Umi Haifa 😘😘