Don't Take My Son

Don't Take My Son
Not Time yet



On Saturday morning Rakha was seen relaxing sitting on the sofa while watching a cartoon with twins from neighboring countries with a typical speech style to watch him. It seems Rakha never tired of watching it even though it has been aired repeatedly on play and he watched. Saturday school is indeed a holiday, but not with his mother who must still go to work even if only half a day. Rakha has also understood, his mother works to collect the fortune that God spreads on the face of the earth, his fortune for Rakha's school fees, buying food needs, clothes, shoes, and other necessities. That's what Faisal explained to Rakha, until the boy never protested. Rakha will protest if her momy comes home late and does not renew her first, Rakha has memorized her momy working hours


"Momy.there's a phone." Shouted Rakha when he heard her HP momy ringtone that was on the table.


"Who's call Boy?" Ask Kharisa from his room.


"My Boss." Apparently Rakha can already read the writing displayed on her HP momy screen. Kharisa immediately exited the room with a hijab that was not properly installed.


What is it Mr. Andre called this early in the morning. Ask Kharisa in your heart.


"Assynolajet. Yes Pa Andre is there anything I can help you with?" Kharisa asked politely, although Mr. Andre could not see it.


"Waalaikumsalam, Kharisa you haven't left yet right?" Asked Mr. Andre in a hoarse-sounding voice, it seemed like he had just woken up.


"No sir, still at home."


"I want to ask you a favor?" Ask Andre again. Kharisa felt astonished why use nanya first to ask for help, usually also in the office directly out instructions.


"Yes sir, what should I do?"


"Not about work, I want to nitip something as you go to work, buy rice uduk that you have brought to the office, two servings, use coconut fried chicken, tempe mendoan. sambelnya muchin, and, you don't mind, do you?"


"I guess what you ask for, sir, of course I don't mind, I'll buy you Sir, just two servings sir?" Kharisa had thought that he had to do office work early turned out to buy rice uduk.


"Yes enough, for breakfast prospective boss yanmed us, he wants to eat rice he said, rich people just crave. Pake your money firstwell, later in the office I change."


"Oh yes sir." Kharisa nodded his head, but Mr. Andre did not see it.


"Oh yes, later you anterin to mes well, you already know my mes?"


"The second house, right, sir?" Tanya Kharisa.


"Yes, the second. Thanks in advance, Kharisa, sory is so ngerepotin."


" No sir, you're the same." Kharisa also hung up his phone. Somehow remember the nasi uduk he so remember someone who likes to also eat rice uduk if breakfast, who else if not Rafael. After becoming his lover he only knew that Rafael often stopped by breakfast rice sitting at a tent stall near his school, he said rice sitting there delicious, the same chicken fried village.


"Momy, why is Beldili still there?" Suddenly Kharisa heard his son's voice, he was stunned, apparently he was daydreaming.


" Uh...Momy's been checking messages on Momy's HP." He replied, while hastily opening his WA chat, there was a new message coming in from Faisal.


"Neng A Isal wants to go there well, this is already on the bus, has already entered the toll."


"Rakha's home, right?"


"Rakha Om Isal sent a message, he said he wanted to come here, already on the road by bus." Kharisa said to his son.


"Yeeeeaaahhhhhhhhh....Funny Om Isal wants to come here." Said Rakha while jumping for joy on the sofa.


"Let's take a shower first, continue to eat breakfast, later Om Isal keburu come loh, shower asked for help with grandma well, Momy has been wearing work clothes, will be afraid of getting wet."


"Okey Mommy." Rakha got up from the sofa, looking for her grandmother who was in the kitchen with her.


"Grandmother.I want to take a shower, Om Isal wants to come here." Rakha said with excitement.


The time was still seven and a quarter when Kharisa parked his motorcycle in the employee parking lot in the back area of the hospital. He walked while carrying a plastic bag containing rice sitting towards the employee mess which was not far from the parking area. Behind the hospital building there is a two-story building for mess staff and twelve units of type 36 inventory house specifically for level directors, managers and specialists. In front of the mess area there is a basketball court and futsal court which is also commonly used as a volleyball court. The field is often used by employees in the afternoon after they return home from work. That morning only four male employees were playing basketball, two of them nurses he knew, because he often met during inpatient visits, he said, looks like they're in the shiff day or night.


Kharisa accelerated his pace towards the row of inventory houses that looked quiet, not a single occupant was outside. He knocked on the door of the second house, not how long the door was open.


"No sir, I just want to do this." Kharisa refused because it was bad if he had to go into his superior's house alone, worried that someone saw and was confused.


"It's Sir." Kharisa is offering a package of nasi uuk.


"Well, I'll change the money at the office." Said Mr. Andre while receiving a package from Kharisa.


"Do not need to be replaced sir, let's just treat Mr. Andre, when I can practice Mr. Andre, mumpung cheap hilariously.he...." Kekeh Kharisa, the price of nasi uduk plus fried chicken is nothing compared to the practice of eating at restaurants, he thought.


"No, I've asked for help, I'll be paid, I'll change." Obviously Mr. Andre feels bad, the time has been told, free anyway.


"If so I say yes sir, assalamualaikum." Kharisa also left Mr. Andre who was still standing at the door.


"Getishalight." Pa Andre went inside the house and closed the door.


"Who?" Asked the young man who had just come out of the bathroom, who was none other than Rafael, he deliberately stayed at his cousin's mess because this morning he would start looking for the whereabouts of the woman who still filled his heart. Although there is no clear clue he will try to explore the city called Bu Amalia Kharisa homeroom used to be the destination city for the delivery of the Kharisa report and fortfolio.


"Staffku, nganterin nasi uduk special for prospective father of hospital director Setya Medika. New employees not one month, mastering English, work is also good, will be my mainstay he. Beautiful, sholeh again, wear hijab, diligent prayer. I also have a crush but I promise I won't turn away from Hana, ha..ha.ha.and she's also better suited to be my rich sister." Mr. Andre already has a lover, his younger brother when he was in college, is now continuing his S2 in Singapore, this year entering the second year. No one knows but his family because Mr. Andre never talks about his personal affairs to others. Hospital employees knew Mr. Andre was single, until several female employees tried to approach him, the most excited was Meita, financial staff, accounting department, close friend Vania, his future fiance Rafael.


"Be careful Bang don't play with fire." Rafael reminded his older cousin that he was not interested in asking about the staff his cousin told him about. The one in his brain and in his heart right now is Kharisa.


"No, I told you I won't turn away from Hana. Take it easy I'm the loyal type of man, despite the many temptations out there. Let's have breakfast first, I'll go first well, you relax, let's just say your own house, this one will have your baby Raf.he..." Andre arranged the rice sitting in a dish at the dining table, they began to eat the breakfast menu.


"I want to go, too, Bang, I want to go for a walk. Bang know not elite type housing here, yes the types of clusters that?" Ask Rafael.


"You want to buy a house here?" Ask Andre


"Just look around."


"Yes, there are some elite housing here, but unlike in Jakarta of course, I will send the name of the housing, the location where to look in Go'Map." As a Marketing person of course Andre hapal map of this city area.


"You really do not walk alone, if you need people to nemenin, later I look for it, which is definitely not a girl well, can be sprayed Vania later. Do you want to meet Vania first? The house is the last one if you want to stop by." Although Vania is not a manager, as she is a special person, the future daughter-in-law of the hospital owner, she is given the thing of staying in an inventory house that happens to be also empty.


"Later to Bang." Rafael was impatient to find Kharisa, the plan today he will visit the housing in this city. According to his logic, the Kharisa family is a family of being, just like him. In Jakarta alone live in elite housing, so if it does live in this city it is likely to live in elite housing as well.


After her cousin left for work on foot to the hospital, she was not out in her car. He will take advantage of his two days off to find his long-lost sweetheart. Even if this time is not yet the time to find it there will be days to continue to look for it, until it finds it. He had already decided to accept his Papi's offer of holding the position of Manager of Yanmed at Setya Medika hospital in this city.


seriate.......


Hows it? Like in a soap opera?


The target is almost in sight but if fate has not determined yes sorry so muter first.he.he.he.he...he..do not be disappointed, there is a time Rafael met with Kharisa, also with their hearts.


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