Dusk Rainbow

Fadhil's Punishment

4 Years later 

"Grandfather." cried the little boy from the doorway in unison to make Mahesa's father choke on his coffee.

Mother who just came out smiling to welcome her grandchildren who have arrived. They are so adorable that I can't sleep when I'm apart. 

"This is everything." Mahesa's father patted both of her thighs. Allow them to fight for each other's seats. 

They are Farid, Farida, Farhan (son of Raisya and Devan) Azma, Azmi(son of Daffa and Airin) Lathif, Lathifah (son of Daffi and Alara) Fairuz (son of Shakila and Afif) Zahra (son of David and Naimah) Susan at the very back led her sisters. 

Afif carried his little daughter named Fatima, a tiny baby who was just one year old, while David held Fathur, his nine-month-old third child.

"Where is Randu's father?" ask me from a distance

"It's still on the way, Dad," David replied. 

The residence of Mahesa Rahardjo is very crowded, only from two couples who are bound in marriage can now reach dozens of souls. Father deliberately decorated his house more spacious and luxurious, not to waste money, but to give his grandson a place to gather. 

After the inauguration of Fadhil became an officer a few months ago, now the man who has the status of TNI AU will immediately propose a girl named Asyifa Rahardjo to accompany his life. 

Mom and Dad are no longer busy with work. However, they are busy with their granddaughter fighting each other in the lap of her and Mahesa's father. 

Like Lathifah who tends to be shy and quiet was crying because he did not get a place, he chose to sit on the floor, finally Mother Sabrina took a wide carpet for them to sit. 

Asyifa who had just fitted the shirt came home with a radiant face. 

"Sister.." The person who first got a hug from the bride-to-be was Devan. In addition to his eldest brother, Devan also always gives advice until he and Fadhil get to a more serious level. 

Devan returned Syifa's arms and held her back. 

"Where, who's the same? The bride-to-be is wandering," she asked. 

Not only this time, every time he saw Asyifa from the outside, it was the first time Devan asked. 

"From the boutique with Henna."

"Where is Fadhil going, why isn't he accompanying you?" 

Asyifa's face pouted considering that today her future husband could not deliver her because of an assignment. 

"Regular" replied Asyifa. 

"Assalamualaikum." greet someone in a loud voice. 

All answered in unison then looked at someone standing tall with respectful hands in the doorway. 

"I'm home, why did I just come?" the Asyifa snort in the heart. She chose to sit down and turn on the tv and ignored the arrival of her future husband. 

Father and mother went and welcomed the arrival of the man. 

He also raised his hand respectfully. 

"Sorry Father, Mother, I'm late, there was a task from the commander, because it could not be on time, please my legal father."

Devan clenched his lips together with laughter, if elsewhere, Fadhil is a man who must be respected and respected, but now he is more powerful to judge his future sister-in-law. 

"Please enter!" tell Dad while embracing Fadhil's shoulder. The two walked in parallel towards the middle room. 

Devan, Daffa and Daffi stood in front of Ashifa, as if they were an obstacle for Fadhil to meet his future wife. 

"Good day, Brother," saapa Fadhil, this time in a relaxed tone. 

"Put," replied the triumvirate in unison. 

Asyifa was silent, she could only peek from the sidelines of her brother's lined up body. It cannot be against those who keep it with all their body. 

"Wherever the place is, if it's wrong, it's punishable, right?" ask Devan. 

Father sat down with his grandson again, letting his children test the future ghost. 

"The patient." 

Mother patted Fadhil's shoulder gently. 

"Push Up 100 times" Devan said. 

Daffa and Daffi gulped his saliva with great difficulty. The twin man looked at Devan's face from the side. 

"Big brute brother is very cruel" Daffi whispered. 

"Obviously, that's easy for a TNI," he said. 

If I am, very good, Devan continued in his heart.

As soon as Fadhil did so without refuting, for him, Ashifa was precious and entitled to fight wholeheartedly. 

Daffa and Daffi were in charge of calculating Fadhil's movements, Asyifa sitting on the floor, right next to Fadhil who was currently carrying out his sentence. 

"I'm sorry, Devan" said Asyifa. He can't help Fadhil if it's his business with his personal bodyguard.

"Sir, let's rest for a while" Fadhil pinta saw Asyifa crying. 

Devan replied with a small nod. 

Fadhil sat cross-legged in front of Ashifa. He looked at the girl's face tightly. Beautiful and sweet that makes it always imagined when the task.

"To be a country man requires a great sacrifice, and I've made it past that obstacle, as well as having you, I have to sacrifice, this is nothing compared to when I had to fight to open my heart to me." 

The sound of applause echoed, those who were just entrepreneurs and doctors saluted with the very romantic Fadhil. Not expecting, people who are always serious about facing something can be soft when in front of women.

Fadhil stretched out his hands and was ready to become the back of the girl in front of him. However, Deheman's voice again made him unable to be free.

"You guys are not halal yet, you can't hug, I'm quite wrong in the past" Devan said in a nonchalant tone. 

Ashifa was sobbing more and more, she was happy to get a very great male figure like Fadhil.

"Continue!" devan's word when he saw Fadhil wipe Asyifa's tears with a tissue. 

Fadhil resumed his sentence fifty times.

Mother to the back, approaching her three daughters-in-law is also Syakila and some helpers who are busy with kitchen utensils. 

"Bi, please prepare a meal for Fadhil as well."

"I've prepared, Mother," said Syakila carrying a plate of processed shells. 

"Sister-in-law candidate who is very understanding," praised mother.

After that the mother approached Raisya and stroked her distended stomach. Currently the woman is pregnant with her fourth child, and her gestational age has stepped on 22 weeks. 

"How's the grandpa doing?" ask Mommy. 

"Thank God be healthy, Mother."

In this pregnancy, Raisya felt nothing, instead he was more independent and could work in the hospital.

Mother sits in the middle of the child and her daughter-in-law who get along well with each other. There is no hint of hostility on their faces to make the mother's heart more peaceful in her old age.

"Punishment is over, now you eat." Devan turned his head towards the dining table.

Fadhil rubbed the sweat that soaked his face and nodded.

"Good, Brother."