Don't Take My Son

Not the End of the Struggle

The struggle to finish college within three and a half years or seven semesters finally came to fruition. Kharisa and Faisal can realize their dreams that they built at the beginning of college, even their dreams that they deliberately wrote in their small agenda book as a reminder that they are starting to get bored or lazy, now they succeed. Graduating in a faster time with a very satisfactory GPA value is of course a pride of its own and proud of the family, especially parents. Karisa happily can present her best value, GPA value of 3.67 cumlaude for her beloved mother. So did Faisal achieve a GPA of 3.74, certainly making his parents and family proud. And of course not by just reaching them, there is a struggle means there is a sacrifice.

Now a happy face adorns Kharisa, eyes wet proof of his happy cry is still visible as he exits the graduation hall. He immediately looked for his mother who might have come out first, according to the message that you just sent.

"Mama wait outside, inside the crowd."

Kharisa was looking for the whereabouts of his mother, and he saw that she was waving at him, Kharisa went straight to her mother, wanting to embrace her immediately.

"Mama...huks...hiks....." Kharisa kissed her mother's hand and hugged her. His sobs broke out with the close embrace of the two of them. Happy cries mixed with sad tears considering the struggle they can survive without being accompanied by a husband and father in order to maintain a child who was born holy.

"Ma, thank you Ma, thanks to the prayers and support Mama Kharis can achieve this."

"Mama thank you, you give the most beautiful gift for Mama, Mama is proud of you dear." Mama cupped her daughters wet cheeks, then hugged her again. Of course, the mother was very proud when the event was named her daughter as one of the students who got cumlaude.

"Momy.my......." A four-year-old boy ran less towards Kharisa. Kharisa also released a hug with his mother.

"Hi my boy......." Kharisa holds his son and kisses both cheeks.

"Momy's hat's funny, I want to wear it." Rakha takes the toga hat perched on Kharisa's head, is moved to his head, clearly visibly distressed, then Kharisa lowers Rakha.

"Big is dear." While fixing the oversized toga on his son's head, Kharisa's smile expands on his lips, seeing his son always makes him happy.

"Wow Rakha is a scholar too." Timpal Mama Kharisa's.

"Yeah.he......Momy I want to be photographed" Rakha even stylish with both hands on her waist. Kharisa also took a picture of his son with his HP camera.

"Bi Dewi, Mama Sama Mata has not come out well." Asked a hijab-wearing woman with her elegant-looking robe, her facial line was similar to that of Faisal who was passed down from her father. He is Fahira Faisal's third brother, he just finished his S2 college at Al Azhar University in Cairo, after graduating S1 in the same place he immediately continued his S2 program by utilizing the scholarship program. She went to college there because she followed her first sister Fachri who also completed her S2 two years ago, now holing herself up in her family boarding school. Faisal's family did prioritize education in order to continue to develop the cottage pioneered by Abah, his grandfather. But only Fachri and Fahira are interested in directly developing the cottage, while Kang Farhan prefers his own business that rattles in the construction of buildings and roads, while Kang Farhan prefers his own business, recently graduated Dsn Faisal aspires to become a diplomat. It was Faisal's brothers who had been the motivation of Kharisa to do his best during his college.

"Kharisa congratulations." Fahira shouts Kharisa then they hug.

"Thank you Ira Tea." Kharisa feels like he has an older sister, although he has only met a few times but they look familiar, so Rakha is easily familiar with Fahira, even though she is not, this is because Fahira is a very sociable person and likes children.

"Faisal Mister, I'm really out? Didn't you see it inside?" Fahira circulated his views looking for the whereabouts of his sister and parents in the middle and then the graduates and their families who went in and out of the graduation building.

"So the seat was a little far away, I was out because my mother was waiting outside" replied Karina, she also circulated the view looking for faisal. While Rakha is still engrossed in style with her toga momy hat and ask her to take pictures, Bi Nani continues to smile at the cuteness of her grandchildren, Rakha did grow up to be an adorable child.

"Oh that's Faisal's got to be the same." Kharisa captured the figure of the person he was so familiar with, who had been supporting him, being his encouragement and also a figure who loved his son very much.

"A Isal's....A Isal's....." Shouted Kharisa while waving his hand and the one who was called immediately turned his head with a big smile while brandishing the graduation trophy and a sleeve bearing his name. Faisal approached Kharisa, followed by his mother's father.

"Old exit?" ask his sister.

"It was usually intercepted that asked for a photo together, understand many handsome people who ask for photos together." Faisal said, Fahira smiled at his sister's words, his sister is indeed handsome, and today looks more handsome. While Kharisa smudged his lips, imagining Faisal's girl friend asking for a photo with Faisal, he looked sullen. Kharisa tau Faisal is an idol in his faculty. Somehow he did not like to see Faisal close to other women, even though only Faisal's college friends.

"Neng won't congratulate Aa?"

"So, I'm not congratulating myself either." Still with a sullen face.

"Congratulations Neng, we're finally graduating together." Faisal stretched out his hand, and Kharisa shook Faisal's hand with clear water welling up in his eyes, almost never shaking hands like this, because Faisal was very careful not to come into direct contact with the opposite sex, boncegan on the bike they never touch, but this time the happiness is so arousing, the joy and sorrow they have gone through together, it feels Faisal is eager to hug Kharisa, a great woman according to him, the woman who patiently accepts her destiny must raise her son without a husband by her side, and she is the closest woman to him even without any relationship, only as a friend, a helpful brother, and a close relative, supporting each other to succeed together.

Likewise with Karisa, if possible he wanted to hug Faisal, a man who had been considered as his brother, who was always beside him, beside him when he fell in regret, he said, become an encouragement until he was excited to continue his school until now graduated to become a scholar, even this man in front of him can be a father figure for his son and sincerely give his affection that has never been obtained by Rakha from his father.

"Ssttt." Fahira immediately reminded when Kharisa and Faisal's hands were linked long enough. They gasped and immediately released their hand links with a blushing face.

"Sama-sama Bi, thank you for praying." Faisal nodded his head saluting Mama Kharisa, then turned to greet the congratulations from his older sister.

"Congratulations Sal, may Allah make it easy to practice knowledge in the real world, beneficial for many people." Fahira hugged his sister's body and patted her on the back.

"Hatur nohun Ira Tea, pray Isal can quickly get work." Fahira nodded his head. "It is Allah" he said.

Father and Mother Faisal congratulated Kharisa, with tears of Kharisa greeting them alternately. Faisal's father and mother also helped Kharisa a lot to continue his education to college.

"Om Isal..why am I not in greeting, om Isal snobber to defiant Om Isal so saljana." The adorable boy had a sullen face, turned his face away, his hands crossed his chest.

"Euleuh..euleuh there's a little scholar, here Om hugs." Faisal crouched down while stretching out his hands, but Rakha flinched with her pouting face, making Faisal and the others chuckle at the adorable boy's tugging style.

" Om Isal's whiz time is so bad, so don't want to be carried, yes Om Isal just want to hug Enin." Faisal stood up pretending to be hugging his mother.

"Om Isal hugged me....." Now that Rakha was stretching out her arms, Faisal immediately hugged her affectionately, inexplicably Faisal's heart trembled, tightly hugged Rakha as if not wanting to take it off, Faisal realized, after this maybe he will not be able to stay close to Rakha, he is not necessarily able to accompany Rakha, watching the development of the boy who since childhood he was taken care of, even at birth he was the one who complained to him.

"We take pictures first, let's Boy want a photo?" Kharisa knew his son loved the photo. Rakha took off her embrace, Faisalpun stood up while rubbing his wet eyes.

"I want to be photographed with Om Isal, come on Om." Rakha pulls Faisal's hand.

"We're looking for a good photo spot first." Faisal circulated the view looking for an interesting place to take pictures.

"We're taking a picture there of A, which has the name of the campus written." Said Faisal. They also walked to the place appointed by Faisal's father.

After satisfied taking pictures, they headed to the car park a little far from the campus where graduation, they only used one car owned by his father Faisal, a car a million people who fit passengers seven to eight people. The plan is to head to the house of Kang Farhan, who has prepared a small thanksgiving event for his beloved sister. It took an hour to get to Kang Farhan's house.

Now they have gathered at Kang Farhan's house, not in a rented house anymore, but a house that has a large area, which is quite large, the house as well as the convection business that was built from the results of his hard work with his beloved wife, stood in the middle of the pesawahan so far from the crowds, and air pollution.

They gathered in a garage behind the house, it appears that Kang Fakhri's older brother Faisal's first brother was also present, it turns out that he followed after completing his mandate to lead a coordination meeting with the ustads in the cottage representing the foundation. In the midst of the various dishes presented so seductively, there is rice tumpeng complete with delicious decorated side dishes, various wet cakes and fresh drinks of young coconut ice are also available.

Before eating, Kang Fakhri opened a small-time graduation ceremony Faisal and Kharisa which was only attended by the nuclear family. Before enjoying the meal, Kang Fakhri asked his father to lead the prayer. He led the prayer, before the father gave some advice for his son, also for Kharisa not to be arrogant by having knowledge and a high degree, always humble, said the father.

"Remember always the science of the Rice, the more contained the more subdued, the more contained by science, faith and charity the more humble, not arrogant, because the pride possessed by people does not contain to cover up his weaknesses."

"Being a scholar is not the end of the struggle, because the struggle is still long, there are still many dreams that must be achieved, do not be satisfied and feel enough with the knowledge that has been obtained, because the science will continue to develop, because the science will continue to grow, so keep pursuing science and then practice, because later will be held accountable. Give the benefit of the knowledge we have, Khoirunnas angfauhum linnas, the best of man is that which is beneficial to others."

Kharisa also received advice from his father Faisal. Right now is not the end of his struggle, the journey is still long, there is still much he has to fight, get a job so that he does not burden his mother, even should be the one who bore the life of his mother and Bi Nani, who, she also raised her dear son.

Then the recognition and responsibility of the biological father of his son should also be fought for?

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