Don't Take My Son

New Life in a New Place

Kharisa was circulating his gaze in a simple room size of 3x3 meters that he would occupy for a while. Yes for a while until the baby is born, her mother said. They are now in a village in Garut that borders Bandung Regency. They live in the house of Mama Kharisa's empty sister-in-law, only occupied if her sister's family returns home or on vacation. My sister Kharisa's family lives in a small town still in West Java, closer to the capital. The house was in a pesantren neighborhood, the husband of Mama's sister Kharisa was one of the sons of the owner of the pesantren.

Kharisa was sitting on a bed that was enough for two people, there was only a bed, a small table and a two-door wardrobe that only contained a few sheets and blankets.

"Kharis bathe first let fresh, after praying Isya we go to Abah's house, we have dinner there." Without Kharisa realizing Mama was already in the room.

"Oh yeah...Kharis same Mama sleep in this room, papa dad we sleep together, mama not good if sleep in Wa Dini's room." Wa Dini is a call from Kharisa to his older sister. Kharisa just nodded his head. He still looks sad, he still does not expect to go through life like this because of his stupidity, leaving his papa, he said, leaving his comfortable life in the capital with the all-round and easy-paced facilities his papa provides. Now he had to live in a village away from the crowds, away from malls and entertainment venues. Will he stay in his new place?

"Let's take a shower first." said Mama again, Kharisa nodded his head, he took the towel that was still in his suitcase, then headed to the bathroom that was in the back, and then, not like his room in Jakarta whose bathroom is in his room.

After the Isya prayer, mama, Kharisa and Bi Nani came to Abah's house which was located not far from the house occupied by Kharisa, Abah was the founder and owner of the boarding school which is also the in-law of Wa Dini, abah's age is more than 70 years, but still looks healthy and fit, only his hair that already looks white and his skin is wrinkled, wrinkled, he is still believed to lead the boarding school, although some of his responsibilities are assisted by Abah's two sons who also live in the cottage environment.

"Assalamualaikum.." said Mama when in front of the open living room door.

"Waalaikumsalam.." a simultaneous reply from the central room turned out that the Abah family had gathered to welcome the arrival of Kharisa and his mother. Wa Dini and her husband Wa Ahmad were still sitting on the carpet near Abah, after they had delivered Kharisa and his mother to this place, and after this family gathering event Wa Dini will return home because tomorrow must start activities again. Wa Dini and Wa Ahmad manage a foundation engaged in Integrated Islamic education from TK to SMA in their city of residence. Actually Mama has a house right in front of Wa Dini's house, it's just that his condition is currently being contracted to another party until two years' time, again, until Wa Dini advised Kharisa and Mama to stay at her husband's house in this boarding school for the safety and security of Kharisa and her fetus.

"Come here Wi.." said Wa Dini while arranging the food he brought from the kitchen. Mama, Kharisa and Bi Nani sit in front of Abah and kiss the back of her hands in reverence, then greet the others one by one. In addition to Wa Ahmad, there were other sons of Abah, his sister Wa Ahmad, Wa Rahmat, his wife and youngest child, and Wa Abdul, also with his wife and children.

Abah was very friendly to welcome Mama and Kharisa, and allowed to eat because the food was ready to be served in front of them.

"Change.....Dewi had previously requested permission to stay at A Rahmat's house until Dewi and Kharisa got a place to stay, and apologized for inconveniencing all Abah's families here." Mom opened the conversation after they finished dinner.

"Alba happy Dewi wants to stay here.got to hesitate, Abah and family here is your family too, just this is the atmosphere in the village, very different from Jakarta, Jakarta, may Abah's grandson be at home here, Neng what's his name? Abah forgot, even though it was told the same Early, understand Abah is old." Abah looked at Kharisa with a gentle smile, he already knew the condition experienced by Kharisa and his mother from the story told Early daughter-in-law. Abah strongly supports the decision taken by Mama Kharisa to maintain the pregnancy of Kharisa.

"Kharisa Abah." replied Kharisa while raising her head after Mama Kharisa nudged Kharisa's shoulder giving a code to answer Abah's question.

"Oh yeah...Neng Kharisa's. Consider Abah the grandfather of Neng Kharisa ya Neng, do not hesitate. Let's not get bored later just join the activities at the cottage so many friends as well. If you want to continue school later can be helped by Wa Rahmat. Eh. There will be Isal later can be his friend as well." Abah was looking for his grandson Faisal, who was usually called Isal, and Faisal was sitting in the corner of the room. Faisal was the youngest son of Wa Rahmat.

"Yes Bah....." Faisal immediately shifted his seat closer to his grandfather.

"Well help Neng Kharisa later, introduce other dating friends to be at home here, consider Neng Kharisa your sister Sal."

"Good Bah...." Faisal nodded his fist. He looked towards Kharisa, at the same time Kharisa raised his head, he circulated his gaze looking for which Faisal was, he saw a young male figure with a handsome face that looked the same age as him, but his face looked more mature, and their eyes met each other, Faisal threw his smile and nodded his head, his face was very friendly. Kharisa again bowed his head, he felt insecure for interaction with others because of his condition of two bodies.

After almost an hour of talking with Abah, Mama, Kharisa and Bi Nani return to the house that is now his residence, Wa Dini and Wa Rahmat return to the city where he lives.

In Kharisa's room lying on the bed, she lay beside him, sleeping in the room with her daughter made him calmer.

"Mahs....Papa's looking for us isn't he?" kharisa said suddenly.

"Mama hopes not to meet Papa if Papa still stick with his decision to abort his grandson." Actually Papa sent a message after knowing Mama and Kharisa left the house, Papa was angry, sent a message with words that showed his anger, but Mama did not tell Kharisa.

"I'm sorry, Mama, if your decision keeps you away from Papa, you're doing this for the future of Kharis, not just in the world but for the good of the hereafter. Don't know why you're so afraid of a reward in the afterlife, may this be God's direction, God's path for us, for our better lives." Mama tilted her body, looking at her daughter who was staring at the room.

"Kharis do not have to worry, in this place there are many who love us, certainly many who love also with the grandson of Mama later." Mama stroked her daughter's stomach, then pulled her hand, placed it over her daughter's stomach.

"Dear Mama's granddaughter, one day she will be your sad antidote, your strength to live later. Mama's granddaughter will be a strong child and sholeh will be your savior in the afterlife." Clear crystal appears to fall on Kharisa's cheek, he tried to digest his mother's words in the form of advice. He believes in his mother and will follow her advice.

"Now sleep, we must rest, tomorrow we will welcome our new life in this new place." Kharisa closed his eyes, trying to forget for a moment his sadness, trying to welcome a dream that would make him happy when he woke up the next morning.

seriate........