Don't Take My Son

Don't Take My Son
Suddenly Surprise



"Mama will return home if Papa regrets his attitude first and accepts Rakha as his granddaughter." Mama still loves Papa, but she also has principles that are not easily shaken. A wife must obey the orders of the husband, but of course the orders in terms of goodness. Five years ago she ignored her husband's orders, but she was convinced by his breakup, because clearly her husband's orders could plunge her into the pit of hell, not only her but her husband and daughter. On the other hand Papa Kharisa is a hard man, all the decisions are in his hands, and he most dislikes to be denied, he said, so when his wife did not follow what he ordered let alone leave him, he was really angry, so he ignored and did not try to find her, but until now it never came out of his mouth said talak. In his heart he expected his wife to come back and apologized to her.


"Well, the father seems to have regretted, he apologized to Kharis, and it seems like he also hopes we come back." Kharisa tried to convince his mother, surely he hoped his mother could unite again with his father.


"Trus did Papa ask how his grandson was doing?" Kharisa did not answer, papa did not ask Rakha yesterday.


"No, maybe it's the time, so Papa didn't have time to ask." Kharisa tries to think positively, hopefully his father can accept Rakha as his grandson. Farael's parents were willing to accept Rakha as his granddaughter (if they heard from Rafael's story, as well as Rakha's), but his father's time was unwilling to accept his granddaughter.


"So we don't know if Papa has received his grandson or not, we'll see." Mama said relax. Now mama became a strong woman, what kind of life path she will live with sincerity. "It's night, you better get some sleep, get some rest." Kharisa nods his head in affirmation and returns to his room after hugging his mother.


In his room he did not sleep immediately, he sat leaning on the bed while looking at his son who was sleeping soundly, occasionally he kissed his forehead and spoke softly while rubbing his head.


"Be a sholeh child, son."


"O Allah, fill his heart with light and wisdom, and make him Your servant deserving of joy and happiness. Make it cool our hearts. Aamiin's." Kharisa again kissed Rakha's forehead which was not at all disturbed by the touch of his momy.


Kharisa said that if he could not sleep, he never tired of looking at his son, sometimes while saying positive words, advice and prayers for his son.


The guilt that Rakha was born out of wedlock always enveloped his heart, whether what he would explain later if Rakha began to understand his status, when he saw his birth certificate which only listed his name and mother's name, which he said, no dady's name is listed there. Hopefully by then Rakha can understand and accept, not be disappointed or even hate him. Remembering that made his chest tight.


Kharisa could only take a deep breath, to relieve his chest tightness. He remembered his conversation with Rafael at the cafe this afternoon. Apparently Rafael knew that Kharisa met his father, from whom if not Andre who told him.


"Sa, said Bang Andre yesterday you met your father at the hotel?" Rafael asked after he finished his meal.


"Pa Andre told you the same story?"


"Bang Andre is worried about you, but your papa isn't doing anything about you, is he? Your father's still angry?" Rafael looks worried too.


"No, papa's sorry about me, even wanted me to go home, he asked me when I would go back home." A faint smile rose on Kharisa's lips, looking relief on his face.


"Trus are you going back to Jakarta with your papa again?"


"I'll go back home, if you come back with me."


"Sa, let me see your dad." Charisa was shocked to hear Rafael's words.


"For what?" asked Kharisa while frowning his forehead.


"I don't want to, I can't." Said immediately.


"Why Sa? Hasn't your father forgiven you? We're still here Sa."


"Sory El, I can't." Of course not without reason Kharisa rejected Rafael's invitation, in addition to not wanting to damage his father's mood and relationship with his recently improved father, he also wants to avoid the goal of Rafael who wants to be responsible for him and Rakha, especially if not by marrying him, clearly his heart still could not accept Rafael back to be a part of his life. Yes his determination was unanimous, sincerely released Rafael, only accepting him as Rakha's father.


The night grew late as drowsiness began to strike him, he closed his eyes, lying next to his son by embracing him.


The next day, at six in the morning, Rakha was ready to wear her uniform.


"Momy I want to call Om Isal." Apparently he misses the same Omnya, already two days he has not contact with his favorite Om. Fsisal did know two days yesterday Rakha with her father, Kharisa who told via chat WA all confided, expressed his concern when Rafael did not answer the phone.


Kharisa allowed Rakha to contact Faisal, just as the boy took his HP momy, looked for Faisal's contact and connected the vidio call. Finally Rakha can release his longing for Om who is always waiting for his arrival.


After Rakha finished vidio call with Faisal, HP Kharisa again rang, the call sign came in.


"Momy has a phone." Shouted Rakha from the middle of Bruang, Khsrisa himself was in his room.


" Who's dear?" Kharisa approached his son.


"There's no name." Rakha gave up her momy HP. Seen unknown number on HP Kharisa screen. Usually Khsrisa gets a call from an unknown number of clients, doctors or midwives who will refer patients to the hospital, or want to ask about the schedule of specialist doctors and hospital facilities. He immediately pressed the green button on his HP screen.


"Hello.." a heavy voice greeted him. "Is this Kharisa?"


"Yes, I'm Kharisa, how can I help you?" The standard words spoken when communicating with clients are never missed.


"Oh my God....Close first, let's call vidio." The connection was cut off, making Kharisa wonder, who just called him, why would you want to replace with a vidio call connection? But wait, why did he hear his voice like a stranger, and he called himself Mas, did he know him. Suddenly his heart was beating faster, could it be?


HP back ringing, now appears vidio call from the same number. He hesitantly pressed the green button and a person's face appeared on his HP screen. He was still glued to look at the face that was smiling wide with teary eyes.


"Maaaass......."


seriated