Double-role

CHAPTER 225 (Season 3)

The role of a mother is very important for the growth and development of the baby. As the saying goes if Al Umm Madrasatul ulu which means mother is the first madrasah.

Whatever the mother teaches is best for her children. That's why I'm devoted to my mother first.

From Abu Hurairah radliallahu 'anhu he said; "A man came to the Prophet Shallallahu 'alaihi wasallam saying; "O Messenger of Allah, who is the person whom I have the most right to serve?" she said: "Your mother." He asked again; "Who then?" she said: "Your mother." He asked again; "then who else?" she said: "Your mother." He asked again; "Who then?" he replied: "Then your father." (CHR. Bukhari)

Alina strives to be a mother and the best first madrassa for her children. Whatever he would do for his two children.

The mother's words continued to revolve in memory. Raihan walks towards school while thinking a lot of cal.

However, he had not yet stepped foot to the gate, his hearing caught the conversation that immediately attracted attention.

He stopped walking and turned to the right side watching the young boy talking to someone.

Hurriedly he hid behind the wall when curiosity could not be dammed. His black-haired head poked to see the whereabouts of those who were in a narrow alley.

"Who is talking to?" tanyanya.

"Can you not come to my school? I don't want my friends to see .. I have a mother who is always said to be untrue. I-"

"Get's talk Fadil, who's she been fighting so hard for? That's for you" said the woman he called mother.

"Mother lied, where there was Mom fighting for me. Mother was looking for space just for that useless man at home," replied Fadil slightly raising his voice.

"Stop! You embarrassed me, just today you went home with Mom. Don't stay with your grandmother anymore" she said later.

"don't want. I don't want to live with Mom or that man." Fadil was adamant on his stance.

"Fadil, don't talk like that. The man in our house is your stepfather. He's good to Mom and you."

"What okay? He always scolded me. Anyway I don't want to go home with Mom."

After saying that Fadil came out of hiding leaving his mother there. With a hunting breath he continued walking towards the gate the school was at.

Instantly, his steps stopped when his two narrow eyes collided with Raihan. They both fell silent realizing the situation was unfavorable.

Without saying a word, Fadil walked past him. Raihan who understood immediately followed and followed where his classmate went.

...***...

"Fadil wait for me" said Raihan.

He followed Fadil to the back of the school again and there were only the two of them. Fadil looked back to find Raihan walking over.

"Would you come here? You must have heard me say that, right?" tanyanya direct.

Raihan nodded not dodging at all. "I'm sorry to hear about you and your mother. I... may I ask you something?" doors later.

Fadil turned to face this fellow. "What?" tanyanya.

Fadil clenched both hands tightly looking into the round bead in front of him. "What do you really want to say? Are you going to make fun of me like everyone else? Tell me my mom's cheap? Not shameless? Snatch people's husbands, and pity me for having two fathers?" streaked.

Raihan was shocked to hear the words coming from the mouth of his classmate. All this time he had considered Fadil as a real friend.

He then shook his head, removing the thought from Fadil.

"I don't have the slightest intention like that. I just. .. want to say that having two fathers is not a shame. Precisely we are great children," Raihan said, adding a smile.

"What do you mean?" ask Fadil again while linking the two eyebrows.

"Well, we can deal with adult problems without having to talk at length. We as children are indeed required to accept whatever happens to our fathers and mothers."

"Since I was five years old .. I've realized that my real father doesn't like my presence in our family. Dad always thought I didn't exist and loved my sister more."

"At first, I didn't know why you were like that. Also, it was every day that I saw my mother crying and crying, so she took me away and made me understand."

"If not forever biological parents make us happy, but in any case their role is very important. Until the year of change my father began to accept my presence. Now I have two fathers .. who both love me very much, although it takes a lot of time," said Raihan little review of his life story so far.

Fadil sculpts, not believing if all this time Raihan keeps the sadness behind a smile. He thought if the child was born from a harmonious family that was different from him.

The fist also loosened, Fadil's gaze turned warm not as fierce as earlier. He still stared at the interlocutor without saying a word.

Fadil was still digesting what he had just heard. Raihan Rusdyan Zabran, having two names of his father did not make it important in Azam's life at that time.

His existence is like a mistake where Azam's affection for his two children is far different.

However, after the time goes on, the events that come to make him realize that the child is not wrong anything when born into the world.

"I'm happy to be born in this family now. If I was asked after this life is over and reborn, what life do you want? Then I will answer I want to be born again in this family," explained Raihan made Fadil flabbergasted.

"Why?" One word has millions of meanings.

"Because in this family I can feel the struggle of life and see the struggle of my parents until .. I get the love of both father and mother." A sweet smile perched on his handsome face.

Fadil was increasingly surprised to find how broad and airy the chest of a Raihan. He did not expect that the classmate's life was not much different from his.

He thinks Raihan is the luckiest boy he's ever known. When he heard the poem he read, Fadil felt Raihan was really a child who loved his family.

However, without him knowing behind it all there are hidden wounds. Fadil has misjudged Raihan whose life is full of color.

"I'm .. I'm sorry," he said later.

"Eh?" Raihan was surprised when he heard the word sorry suddenly thrown from his tiny lips. However, a second later he smiled sweetly at Fadil's sincerity.

...Seriate......