Don't Take My Son

Like a Whole Family

"Risa..wait." Kharisa immediately looked back, he already knew who called him, no one called him with that call other than Rafael. He stopped waiting for someone who had called him, still in the car to park his car. Half-running he approached Kharisa while carrying his doctor's bag and suit.

"Thanks is waiting." His word.

"What's wrong?" Kharisa asked while frowning.

"Ck...Can't we go together or talk together?" Rafael clucked in disappointment, as if there had to be something important first to meet Kharisa.

"I think there's something important to say."

"There are, but not here, we can meet back home from work."

"Today I don't know what time I'm coming home, going to the company, the place is out of town." Kharisa doubts that today he can go home on time.

"It's Ok, I'll wait for you." Rafael looks happy that Kharisa did not reject him.

"I'll let you know when you're home." Kharisa said as he walked away from the parking lot, Rafael followed him.

"Such a path, since when is the fast road like this?" Rafael followed the rhythm of Kharisa's steps that seemed rushed. Kharisa deliberately walked quickly to leave Rafael, because he saw from the front there were two friends who walked towards him, they were Vania and Meita. Apparently Kharisa avoided crossing paths with them, too lazy early in the morning should listen to Meita's scorn, because there must be cynical speech coming out of his mouth.

"There's something I have to do before I go on a visit, I'm first." Kharisa hastened his steps leaving Rafael towards the side entrance. Rafael could only sigh, but he did not give in to pursuing Kharisa.

"Raf...where have you been? From yesterday I've been dancing on you, until Bang Andre gets tired of seeing me go back and forth to your nya." Vania asked as she passed Rafael.

"Yesterday I came home." replied Rafael briefly. He turned towards the side entrance, and Vania and Meita followed Rafael behind him.

" Home? How can't you tell me, know you're home I can come." There was a disappointed tone from Vania's words.

"So, there's business to be done."

"Raf, I bought breakfast, you haven't had breakfast, have you? We'll eat together in your room, yeah." Rafael just kept quiet as he continued walking couldn't resist.

While in the Marketing office space Kharisa already sat at his workplace. Not seen one of his colleagues who came, he most often came first. He stared at his newly-ignaled computer screen, which displayed his desktop screen. His mind looked up considering his meeting with Rafael. Actually he wanted to ask how the outcome of Rafael's meeting with his parents, but he was too embarrassed to ask that, could-can Rafael think he expects back to him, he said, although the hope was still in his heart, he tried to throw away the hope because he did not want to be disappointed. Moreover, he saw Vania as if to remind him to stay away from Rafael.

Often meeting with people we love but want us to avoid it will be heavy, but inevitably he must learn to get used to it, especially he will not be able to continue to avoid Rafael, he said, he should be with her in order to educate and raise their son, even if not as a full-fledged parent. Yes Kharisa already unanimously will not expect Rafael. Although Faisal gave advice not to rush to take aging.

"Sheath isthorohlah, so that when making a decision is in His guidance." Faisal said on Sunday, chatting together on the porch of his house.

"Ask if he is the best mate, draw near, if he does not give sincerity to accept the decree of Allah." Ah Faisal always makes Kharisa adem, and calm.

Kharisa also realized from his daydream when Zaki and Ahmad entered his office room.

It turns out that right, today Kharisa came home beyond his working hours, he visited a company that was out of town, there were four companies that he visited in that city, he said, why get to a company outside the city they're visiting? According to his boss, it is a market opportunity, there is no large hospital that has medical facilities such as Setya Medika hospital. So far if there are cases of disease that can not be handled in the hospital in the city, they refer him to the hospital in Bandung or Jakarta, the boss was keen to see the slightest opportunity, he said, and this is a valuable lesson for Kharisa that he must follow if he wants to succeed in the world of marketing.

At half-seven he just arrived at the hospital, he went straight to the mosque for the maghrib prayer which almost entered the end of time, then to the parking lot of his motorbike because he wanted to go home immediately. If he comes home late like this he will be greeted by the protest attitude of his son who does not like him to come home late.

"Momy long time ago."

"Momy why is it so late?"

"Tomorrow don't miss me again, Momy's at home." Such was the form of protest his son if he came home late.

Moreover, the HP was lowbath, he forgot to bring a charger and power bank, and somehow the cable car charger inventory hospital can not be used, usually he mengharge HPnya in the car. Rakha must have called her asking why she hasn't come home.

When he arrived at his house, he saw a car he began to know was parked in front of his house. He put his bike in the carport.

"Assalamualaik." Kharisa entered the house, but in the living room there was no one. He went into the living room, apparently the residents of this house were gathered at the dining table enjoying dinner, including the owner of the car parked outside is also at the dining table.

"Assalamualaik." Repeat Kharisa, because the greeting that was no one answered him because they must not hear it.

" Who again at the meal." Kharisa kissed the head of his son.

"Momy why she's coming home, Momy's phone's dead too." Rakha immediately put on her pouting face. While Rafael noticed the behavior of his son who was protesting at his momy.

"Tomorrow Momy can't be gone."

"Momy's sorry, HP momy lowbath, forgot not to bring the charger."

"Momynya rakha let's eat first well, kasian Momy must be cape and hungry." Mama Kharisa.

"Neng Kharis just sit here, Auntie's done eating." Bi Nani moved out of her chair, taking a plate for Kharisa. Kharisa sat on the chair beside Rafael after washing his hands.

"I came straight here, calling you not active." Rafael . Kharisa nodded his head.

"Let's continue eating." Said Mama.

Rafael took the rice to Kharisa because it happened that his rice house was nearby.

"Udah is enough." Kharisa pulls the plate when Rafael will add his rice again. Rafael also added fish, vegetable oseng on Kharisa's plate.

"Eating a lot, you must be cape out of energy" said Rafael while looking at Kharisa, making Kharisa a little misbehaved.

"Momy I also had food taken Om Doctel." Said Rakha proud because he was also treated the same as his momy.

"Say Om the doctor ate a lot of fine healthy bial, I ate a lot of fish" he added.

"Yes, now let's spend Rakha eating first, can you eat the fish yourself?" Rakha nodded her head. Kharisa watched his son while eating, it turns out that it is true that he ate his fish greedily, Mama and bi Nani cooked sweet sour gurame fish, it seems Rakha likes this gurame fish cuisine. So did Raphael notice his son sitting in front of him. Between the sadness and happiness that Rafael felt. Sad that she missed her son's golden years of growth, and now sees her son eating alone for the first time. Happy tonight to have a chance to have dinner with his loved ones. If only things like this could be felt every day, of course, he was very happy. How not, they look like a whole family.

After eating Rafael took Rakha to the living room. While Kharisa immediately took a shower because he felt sultry.

"Om doctel, the ice cream can be eaten only? I've eaten, so my pelut won't hurt." Rakha billed Rafael's promise to bring two boxes of ice cream to Rakha.

"Well, can you get the ice cream yourself?" Rafael asked, Mama put it in the freezer.

"Can Om doktel, I take it first yeah." With his cherry face Rakha back to the dining room, Rafael's heart rippled, as easy as it was to make his son happy, if only Rakha knew that the so-called Doctor Om was his dady. I can't wait to be called Dady by her son.

Rakha returned to the living room carrying a box of ice cream followed by Bi Nani who carried a tray containing a small bowl, spoon and two glasses of water.

"Let's Om eat the ice cream, this is the place for Om." Rakha thrusting a small bowl to Rafael. They both enjoy ice cream while Rakha tells about school and her friends.

Kharisa came as they had finished the ice cream in their bowls. His eyes fell on Rafael.

"I only bring ice cream, and there's no harm in eating ice cream at night, you also have ice cream at night, right?" Rafael first defended himself before Kharisa rebuked him for letting Rakha eat ice cream. He smiled with satisfaction as Kharisa cut his lips while sitting on the sofa in front of him.

"Rakha prayed Isha first, Mommy prayed first." Kharisa said greeted Rakha with a nod of his head. It is not difficult for Rakha if the business of prayer because it has been accustomed to pray at the beginning of time, who else if not for Faisal who instills the habit. Faisal's advice is always imprinted in Rakha's heart because it is usually exemplified through stories or exemplary stories that are easily digested.

"Om doctel I pray first yah." Rakha left Rafael and Kharisa.

"You want to pray here too?" Ask Kharisa

"I pray in mess." Rephael replied, Kharisa nodded his head, the important thing is that he had reminded Rafael to pray, whether he wanted to pray or not is not his business. Kharisa knows that Rafael has not paid too much attention to his obligations as a Muslim, as he used to be five years ago. He wanted to remind her that, because no matter how Rafael was the father of his son, he hoped that Rafael would set a good example for their children.

"Sa.. Right now I am very happy, can gather together, eat together, we are like a whole family. Can we keep going like this?"

seriate.....