Don't Take My Son

Don't Take My Son
Without you it feels different



Three days already Kharisa lived in a new place, a new neighborhood, in a district precisely in West Java which is in the middle between Bandung and Jakarta. A small town that began to grow in economy along with the change from an agrarian area to an Industrial area. After the opening of industrial areas in some parts of the region, began to stand companies, factories with various kinds of production production, both large and small scale enliven the economy in the city, the locals compete with the locals for jobs. Including Kharisa who is trying to find a fortune to enter job applications to several companies that stand in the city area, from starting companies engaged in the production of nutrition for infants and children, to, pharmaceutical and beauty companies produce food, some large automotive companies, until the hospital he lay his application.


Why is Kharisa not looking for a job in a big city like Jakarta or Bandung? It turns out that mama Kharisa wants to occupy his house that was previously rented to someone else. The house that my mother bought without the knowledge of Kharisa's father, from the proceeds of her savings set aside from her monthly monetary allowance. A simple house has three rooms, a living room, a living room a dining room that blends with the kitchen and one bathroom. But the house was quite comfortable for the four of them. The house is exactly opposite the house of Wa Dewi, her older sister Kharisa, Wa Dewilah who offered the house to mama Kharisa, those who have homes sell it because it moves out of town and the price is quite cheap. Mama Kharisa was interested in who knew one day she needed it, and it turns out right, now the house is in her place with PTri and her granddaughter even though never imagined before, because of his intention to buy the house was originally for investment.


"Neng Kharis, it's sort of like aunty, it's....Rakha outside keeps not going in." Bi Nani immediately took over to take out books belonging to Kharisa who was only one day left untidy.


"Rakha why is Bi?" Ask Kharisa


"So the hell tell aunt wants to meet Om Isal, after bathing sitting on the porch chair, until now do not want to be invited in, has been said to be soon maghrib." Bi Nani replied while putting the book into the glass cabinet in the living room. Kharisa went to see his son.


"Loh Boy, I'm still outside, come in.. already want maghrib." Kharisa squatted her body in line with her son who was sitting on a chair with his hands crossed, his style was like an adult, but his face looked scowled.


"Momy.I want to go home." Said Rakha with a clear face.


"Where to go? This is Rakha's house." Kharisa understood what his son said, they had only been living in a new place for three days and Rakha still did not feel like living in his house.


"The house is Om Isal, Enin, Aki." Rakha means the house occupied in the boarding school.


"Now we've moved here, this house has Oma, so Rakha's house too. Later sometime we play to Enin, to Aki, now we enter yuk, want momy fat." Bujuk Kharisa's.


"But here there is no Om Isal." Suddenly Rakha's face reddened, a puddle of water began to be seen in her eyes. Apparently Rakha is still sulking, probably because of the same kangen his beloved Om. It is understandable how the boy felt. Usually every day Rakha meets Faisal, even playing and studying together. Faisal always took the time to meet Rakha even though it was just delivering Rakha's favorite food vanilla-flavored milk and cheese-flavored snacks. Both when in the rented time Faisal and Kharisa are still in college or even at home in the boarding school.


If Faisal free time he will invite Rakha to play or study, Faisal teaches reading and writing, drawing and even reading the Quran with 'Ummi' method, Faisal also bought his book, Faisal also bought his book, introducing the stories of the prophets and rosaries, the companions of the rosaries and other exemplary stories. And Rakha loved the stories, even the characters, he was amazed by the story of Prophet Abraham who when burned, helped by God to not feel the fire hot, he was amazed, he also hates animals whose name is lizard, the same as his momy who also hates animals that like to stick on the walls of the house. If his mother hated him for disgust, while Rakha hated him for lizard considered the enemy of the prophet Abraham who helped blow fire to burn the body of the prophet Ibrahim.


"That's the Maghrib, come in yuk, we pray maghrib, finish praying we vidio call Om Isal, yuk!" Rakha's eyes look sparkling when he hears his favorite vidio call Om. He inched down from the chair, pulling his momy hand into the house. Kharisa just smiled at his son's behavior, Rakha is easy to sulk but easily seduced and ordinary again. Kharisa stood up and followed his son who led him to the bathroom for ablution. Kharisa was grateful, at the age of his son who was still early, just stepped four years had been willing to perform prayers, even though the reading was not yet memorized, only alphatiah letters and some short letters were memorized, he said, he will pray to be a makmum following his mamy, his omanya or Bi Nani whom he calls grandmother.


After the Maghrib Rakha prayer immediately collect his momy promise, and Kharisa also kept his promise.


" Assalamualaikum" Faisal's face appeared with a big smile as he waved his hand.


"Om Isal when are you coming here?" It was only three days ago that Faisal escorted Rakha to a new place, when will he come again.


"Kan Om just yesterday nganter Rakha, if Om Isal holiday later play to Rakha place well." Only three days ago Faisal began working at the campus where he studied, when graduation graduation he was offered by his Dean to become a lecturer there, with the status of a contract lecturer or honorary, he said, but the dean provides an overview of opportunities to become a Civil Servant, as long as it passes the CPNS test its placement is definitely on its alma mater campus. After receiving support from his family, Faisal took the opportunity.


"Rakha has not? Rakha still likes naji, right?"


"I like njai same momy out of Maghrib prayer.but a bitch call Om Isal first." Yes now it is Kharisa who taught his son to learn including learning to read the Quran, if Ummi one, Karisa is still able to teach his son.


"Pinter, later if Om Isal goes there, Om Isal tests well."


"Later if the value is good, I was given a gift Om?" Tanya Rakha is excited.


"Yes, later Om Isal love gift."


"Yeahhh....." Rakha was excited, the boy really liked the gift, even though it was only his favorite ice cream or milk, he was very happy. Kharisa has indeed introduced rewards and punishment. If Rakha behaves and does well, Rakha will get a reward, but if otherwise, will get a punishment, a light punishment of course, of course, like not bileh watch his favorite cartoon or not to eat ice cream in the specified time, as a result the child is always good, only occasionally fussy and sulky like this afternoon, as a result, but it can still be conditioned.


"Om Isal again I want to go to school, I've seen the school is good, there is a belmainnya park and a lot of funny gambal, Om Isal later to my school well" Yesterday Rakha was invited to a school run by her brother and sister-in-law, Wa Dewi invited her sister to actively help social activities in her foundation, and mama Kharisa seemed interested, he was ready to help the administration in the foundation as he did first help the boarding school foundation owned by the Faisal family.


"Cool....." Faisal gave his thumb. The two men of different ages still look fun talking long distance, Rakha's chattering is punctuated by his boisterous laughter. Long-distance conversations like this alone have made Rakha forget his sadness, Kharisa can breathe a sigh of relief, hopefully tomorrow-tomorrow his son does not sulk anymore and is used to living his days without Faisal nearby.


Your presence means so much to us, without you I would lose my wings, make me lame, like something is lacking, and without you it would feel different, but I have to get used to myself away from you, having days without you.


seriate.......


One more episode of Rafael will appear, keep watch well.😊