Don't Take My Son

Picking Up Happy

Rafael walks into his unlocked mess house with a smile growing on his lips, as Andre sits on the living room couch with a laptop on his lap. Rafael sat next to him with an expression that made Andre curious.

"It looks so good." Andre turned his gaze away from his laptop screen, turning to his cousin sitting next to him.

" a.h ......Eventually....." Rafael leaned his body against the back of the sofa while stretching his hands up.

"Finally.....?" Ask Andre curiously

"Kharisa's finally giving me a chance." Rafael held his body towards Andre, shaking his cousin's shoulder that could not be dodged.

"Hey.no need until gini kali, lebay Lo." Andre releases Rafael's hand on his shoulder.

"He.he.sory, I'm too happy. Tomorrow I buy dinner, whatever the place, I take a shower first, and sleep, may I see Kharisa's dream." Rafael went to his room to take off his clothes, then came out, went into the bathroom next to his room humming.

Accept this song

From ordinary people

But my love for you is amazing

I don't have flowers

I don't have any treasure

All I have is a loyal heart

Sincere to you

His smile still sounded in tandem with the splashing sound of water from the shower fluttering, soaking his head and body, making him feel refreshed.

Andre who clearly saw how his cousin's cheer had come to feel his happiness. She smiled to herself, listening to her cousin in the bathroom.

Finally your efforts are not in vain Bro, may your mother melt and bless you both. Andre's prayer in his heart.

Finished cleaning his body, Rafael sat leaning on his bed, drying his hair with a small towel, while opening his phone. He wanted to contact Kharisa when he had just returned from his home. But he undoes his intentions, remembering his chatter with Kharisa which makes him a little ambiguous.

"Let's just say we're taaruf, maximum three months, if we still feel mutually suitable we continue our relationship, if it turns out there is no match yes we do not force." That was Kharisa's answer when Rafael asked about the continuation of their relationship.

"You mean we're going out first? Okay. No problem, the important thing is that our relationship status is clear, more serious." Whatever the name, want taaruf or dating is important in the future there is hope they can be together, thought Rafael at the time.

"Not dating. I don't want us to date rich first, I want taaruf."

"Taaruf?" Rafael frowned, he had heard the word taaruf, but it was clear as to whether he did not know. He thought the taaruf was a courtship, just a different term using Arabic .

Taaruf...taaruf.....taaruf.......? He tried to remember it, where he had heard the word. His friend Mario once told him he was taaruf with the woman who will now be his wife. Yes a kind of approach, knowing each other's character traits, knowing his family, if there is a further match to the marriage. That's what he remembers Mario explained. And it looks like he has to see Mario again to share, maybe later after Mario gets married he will see him again.

"Not dating, we can not go alone, do not often phone, if there is something important to discuss then can call. I will not limit your contact with Rakha, if you want a phone can pass my HP, but for communication with Rakha. Going home to meet Rakha is okay, but if you want to see me then if there is something important to talk about." Kharisa's explanation made him want to protest but he paused,

Rafael also saves his HP, he will follow the wishes of Kharisa with his taaruf concept that he has not understood. The important thing is that Kharisa has given the green light, giving him a chance of three months, of course he will not waste it. All he had to do now was to approach his mother, reach for her heart to accept Kharisa, he was also curious what exactly made his mother not want to accept Kharisa, there must be other reasons besides wanting to realize his grandfather's desire to have a son-in-law from the Vanesa family.

Rafael also remembered Mario's advice.

"The pursuit of the owner of his heart, Allah is All-reversing, it is easy for Allah to change one's heart, from hate to like or vice versa."

Approach God, ask Him. His inner.

Rafael grabbed his HP again, he set the alarm at three in the morning. This is the time when he improves himself, drawing closer to the determinant of his destiny. Hoping that God would grant all his prayers, pave the way to realize his dream of building a family with Kharisa and his son.

The night was not too late, but Rafael began to close his eyes, hoping to sleep well and wake up in a third of the night to knit love with the determinant of his destiny and it does not take long he slept in his sleep.

*****

While in a different place, Kharisa was reading an English storybook. Rakha wants to read the story of The Ugly Duck, The Bad Duck.

''Why are you sad?'' said one of the swans who approved the gray duck.

The goose group just laughed.

“Who said you were ugly? You are very beautiful like us.'' Goose Replied.

Kharisa stopped reading his storybook, seeing his son who turned out his eyes were closed perfectly.Tadi said he had not drowsy until asked to be read a storybook after previously chanting prayers before bed, alfatihah letters and three short letters 'Three Qul ' (Al Ikhlas, Al Falaq, An Nas). But only read the half story, he was already asleep.

Kharisa got out of bed, peeked softly at his son's forehead, then went out of the room to his mother's room. He knocked on the door, trying to open the door that turned out to be unlocked.

"Mah....." He poked his head from behind the door, his mother was sitting leaning on the middle bed looking at his HP screen.

"Well, am I bothering you?" Kharisa came in, closed the door again.

"Here baby....." Mama stretched out her left hand, shifted her seat.

"What's your mom?" Kharisa sat next to his mother, watching his mother's HP screen.

"Let's see the pictures from yesterday, papa sent, you want to see?"

"You want dong, there's a picture of me, right?" Kharisa grabbed the HP given by his mother, one by one he saw, a smile rose on his lips, happiness also adorned his heart, seeing the happiness that emanated on the faces of his loved ones.

"I see my mom smiling like this." Say it with dewy eyes.

"I'm so happy, Mah. Mama can finally get back with Papa again, thank you Mah, it makes me happy." The clear dew finally fell on his cheek. Mom embraces her daughter.

"I'm sorry Mama made you part with Papa." My mother could not hold back her tears.

"Mama is not wrong, mama has given the best for me, I do not regret having followed my mother's wishes, instead I thank you, for what you did all for my good."

"Mama's so proud to have a daughter like you." Mama kissed her daughter's forehead, then wiped the tears that drenched Kharisa's cheeks.

"I am also very grateful and proud to be born to a great mother like my mother." Now Kharisa is peeping both cheeks of his mother.

"It looks like I miss sleeping together with mom, since there is Rakha we never sleep alone like this huh Mah." Kharisa hugged his mother from the side.

"Hey....mahmud who is Rakha in the room? Alone?"

"Rakha has gone to sleep, sometimes no papa sleep alone, while starting to learn also sleep alone, sleep with me continues, this is because there is no room again just sleep with me, and I have to sleep with him, I used to sleep alone in school too." Kharisa so remembered his past when he started sleeping alone, initially afraid then asked Bi Nani for company because Mama firmly did not want to accompany him again.

"Hmm yeah Rakha should have learned to sleep on her own. When we get back to our house, he'll have his own room. Oh yeah, so mom wants to ask, what will Kharis plan in the future like?" Mama straightened her seat, it seemed like she wanted to have a serious talk with her daughter. Kharisa seemed silent not to answer directly.

"So Rafael talked to Mama, he wanted to see Papa, but you wanted to know what your plan was like?"

"So I decided to give Rafael a chance, I gave him three months to me as he got to know each other again, I still love him, but I doubt that because Rafael's parents don't seem to have accepted me, I don't want his parents to. I also don't know why they didn't accept me, even though they accepted Rakha as their granddaughter, maybe they're still trying to match Rafael to their chosen woman." Kharisa.

"You are patient well, you will support whatever your decision, Mama is sure you can determine the right steps for your happiness also Rakha." Mama gently rubbed her daughter's hair that was sebahu.

"All I think about is Rakha's happiness, because my happiness lies in her happiness. I felt happy when Mama returned with Papa, I thought Rakha would be happy to see Momy and Dady together, too, that's why I tried to open up with Rafael with a note within three months we fit in and his parents approve."

"Yes...Mama is sure, you will find your happiness, because it is actually happy that we create. So Rafael can see Papa? Mama will talk to Papa, Mama also has not had time to tell Papa about Rafael. Mama's sure your father's changed, now softer." Mama said while tucking Kharisa's hair behind her ears.

"Duuuh...." Kharisa said with a seductive smile.

"Ish...His softer eyes Neng." Sela Mom.

"Yes I mean her soft heart, what do you think Mama is?" Kharisa.

"The rich mama of the newlyweds is so shy." Chortling again.

"Already, already, let's go to sleep. So you wanna sleep together?" Mama threw down her body, pulled a blanket over her body, but she wanted to talk about her plan to stay with Papa in her old house in three days every week, so she would go back and forth to Jakarta, until I will be full to live there. But he was already embarrassed seduced by his daughter, he knew the purpose of his daughter's temptation.

Kharisa followed his mother to lay down his body, with his hands hugging his mother, his feelings are now relieved, his mother again found her happiness. Now it's his turn to pick up his happiness. He closed his eyes, and my mother did the same. It did not take long they both fell asleep to pick up their dreams.

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