Don't Take My Son

Dady

"A Isal's....I got a job at the hospital, fixed it up in the marketing department, Monday it's coming in tomorrow." Kharisa's voice sounded cheerful as he gave Faisal news via WA call. He was just contacted by the hospital HRD if he was accepted as Marketing staff. Two days after the transfer, he submitted his application as a marketing staff to Setya Medika hospital, according to the hospital's job vacancy information, requiring marketing staff in addition to nurses, doctors and other supporting staff. One week later he got a call for a test, three days ago he came to the hospital to take a psycho test, and a write test, and, then he immediately passed the interview test on that day. And from Monday tomorrow he will start his day as a private hospital employee.

"Alhamdulillah.welcome yes Neng, so employee dong." Faisal's voice sounded cheerful. " Rakha's been told? Must be given understanding, fear later nyariin, until the afternoon does it work?"

"I will definitely talk to you later, now again play at Wa Dini's house, was picked up by A Radit, seneng he was there taught to play PS."

"Well be careful can be addicted dong, A Radit also already addicted tuh, already want to graduate from students and toys PS." Gerrutu Faisal, Faisal himself is not interested in PS games or such games, since childhood it is not introduced to such games.

"Rakha has been told that you can play games for an hour a day, including playing games on PS and HP, have an agreement as well, if you violate the usual can punishment." Said Kharisa, he knew Faisal was worried about Rakha.

"Should be watched by Neng, don't be afraid of the opportunity." Looks like Faisal is afraid of Rakha being addicted to playing games.

"Yes, have asked Mama's help with Bi Nani also to ngawasin..."

"Trus is Rakha's school?"

"So, already on the list with Mama, next Monday began to enter, he really wants to go to school."

"Yes, Rakha tells the same school story A Isal, the school is good he said, A Isal so want to see him wear his uniform, nganter him to his school must be exciting." Faisal's voice was heard harboring sadness. Of course he was sad to not be able to accompany the days of Rakha as before, Faisal's heart seemed to have been tethered to the little boy in his care.

"My working days are Monday to Saturday from eight to four, except Saturday and a half. So I can get Rakha back to school, he's in at half-eight. From Rakha's school to where I work at least fifteen minutes have arrived when using a motor."

"Emang deket his hospital? Which side the hell? A Isal has never been through that area?" Faisal asked curiously.

"Not too tight anyway, who want to go to the highway, if using a motorbike can pass the road cuttle, and delicious again here the road is not too crowded, if the road is not too crowded, well queue dikit fit at red light." It seems that Kharisa started to poultice with the streets in his new place after being invited around by his cousin Radit, mama did deliberately buy Kharisa a matic motor to facilitate his activities, he said, so if traveling in the city does not always rely on public transportation. Mama's savings are still enough to buy a suitable matic motorbike for Kharisa, the savings were originally for Kharisa's tuition fee, it turns out only used a small part of it because it started the third semester until Kharisa graduated got a scholarship from one of the SOE companies. Scholarships provided include tuition fees/SPP, an allowance of six hundred and fifty thousand rupiah per month, of course this scholarship is very helpful to Kharisa and his mother. At that time Faisal who gave information on this scholarship program, they signed up together and both qualified for the scholarship.

"A Isal already well, I'd like to pick up Rakha, he's been playing for an hour, time for a nap."

"Yes Neng, may all his business be carried out, greetings to Mama."

"Yes, A Isal also hopefully smooth affairs, healthy there. Assalamualaikum." Kharisa also closed the chat through his HP.

Such was the long distance chat of Kharisa and Faisal. They always take the time to communicate every day, even though only through chat in WA, even if only asking for news, asking what is it? have you eaten yet? That was enough to make Kharisa feel close to Faisal even though their bodies were far apart.

The time also seemed to spin so fast, two days yesterday became a busy day for Kharisa to prepare everything to start his status as an employee. Of course he had to prepare clothes that were suitable for use at work, including his shoes. He also bought several work clothes stels, blazers that are suitable combined with a foreskin or skirt, shirt, outer and shoes with three centimeters heels, Kharisa is not accustomed to using high heels, and he is not, three inches is still comfortable enough to be carried on activities walking to and fro.

And this morning, after the dawn prayer and reciting the Qur'an, Kharisa tisak biaa relax again, he bathed his son who was used to waking up early, yes Rakha used to wake up at five in the morning, he was bathing his son who was used to wake up at five in the morning, the dawn prayer itself even though only alphatiah letter was read but without being told by Rakha with his own awareness to do the prayer movement correctly.

"Rakha today Momy began to enter work, Rakha will play with Oma, same Grandma well." Kharisa said to his son, while buttoning the buttons of the shirt Rakha wore.

"Yes momy." Kharisa let his son put his own buttons even though it was a long time ago, but patiently Kharisa noticed it. Rakha did not ask much more about her momy job, unlike yesterday when explained that her mom would start working a lot of questions.

"Momy where's it going? Can I play at kelja momy's?"

Kharisa also replied that he worked in the hospital.

"In the hospital there are many sick people, many germs, so young children should not go to the hospital, because they are worried that the germs will stick to the body and come home again." A simple explanation that can be understood by the boy who is just about to enter Kindergarten school.

"Later the pain of diobatin same doctel yes momy? So Momy's kelja has a lot of doctel?" Ask again

"He who is sick is treated as a doctor but he is healed as God." Kharisa answered, he began to instill the teachings of Tawhid in his son, according to Faisal's direction to introduce God and his qualities to Rakha since he was a child.

"Later if Dady's school is done in the hospital too huh Momy? Later Momy's baleng his performance, so Momy's friend..he.he..he...." Rakha chuckled while covering her mouth. At that time Kharisa could only be stunned to hear the babbling of his son who began to often ask about his dady. Finally, what Kharisa feared happened also, one day Rakha would definitely ask his father, but Kharisa did not expect that soon his son would ask the whereabouts of his father, but, he had not prepared a proper answer to his son's question.

Starting from the chat of two young children in the playroom at the house of Kang Farhan and Teh Moza at the graduation ceremony, the , one little girl who was not even five years old and a four-year-old boy sounded serious talking like two adults talking about something.

"What's? I don't look." Answer Rakha plain.

"Om Isal is your father, isn't he? But you called him Om well, so Om Isal is not your father...?" Tanya Khanza.

"Om Isal is Om, I like belmain as Om Isal, so Om Isal temen me, Om Isal also like ngajalin ajai, read, nulis, so Om Isal gulu me." Rakha answered while coolly coloring the picture of his favorite car Mcqueen.

"So where's your dad?" Apparently Khanza is a critical child, will continue to ask if he has not received an answer that makes him satisfied.

"Dad?" rakha asked confused, he did not understand what Khanza meant.

"Yes dad, every child must have a father and a mother, like me, Uma my mother, Aba my father, you also will have a momy, it's your mother, well if your father where?" The little girl looked more mature than her age, her speech was so clearly not slurred like Rakha.

Returning home from Kang Farhan's house, Rakha begins to ask Kharisa his father.

"Momy....Where is my father?" At that time Kharisa's heart seemed to stop beating hearing the question of his little son.

"Said Khanza I must have a father and a mother, Momy my mother, whose father am I?" Kharisa is completely unprepared for Rakha's question.

"Rakha has Dady...." Kharisa answered while continuing to think looking for the right answer again. What should he explain about his father to Rakha while his whereabouts were where he did not know.

"Dady.....?"

"Yes Dady." Kharisa answered while stroking his son's hair.

"Abanya Khanza's rich? "Ask Rakha again, make sure. Kharisa nodded his head.

"I want to see Dady." Kharisa saw his son's eyes shining, did Rakha begin to understand his father's meaning, Dady. At that time Kharisa's heart really hurt.

"Dady Rakha is far away, so I haven't been able to see Rakha yet."

"Why far?" It turned out that Rakha was critical as well, and Kharisa did not yet have a precise answer that his little son could understand.

"Dady Rakha is at school, studying abroad."

"Momy's rich lecture is the same Om Isal? Why is the school so far away?" Ask again, Rakha is not satisfied to know the figure of his father. Again Kharisa nodded his head.

"Dady's college is a long way from wanting to be a doctor." That was Kharisa's answer to his son.

"Momy.....Momy ...I'm done cooking the buttons." Kharisa gasped at the voice of his son.

"Oh. Well, smart boy, here Momy neatlyin again his clothes."

"Now we have breakfast yuk, after breakfast Mommy leaves for work, baby."

"Yes Mommy." Rakha followed her mom to the dining room.

After asking for her mother's blessing while kissing the back of her mother's hand, Kharisa stepped confidently away from her home to her workplace Setya Medika Hospital.

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