FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)

SESSION 2 ADVICE FOR DZAKKI

"Pope, Dad...!"

"Yes, Verrel?"

"Dzakki was crying under the stairs of the mansion room!"

"Why is Dzakki crying?"

Roger got up from his seat. He felt something bad.

Viona and the others including Christian come out following Roger.

"Boy baby, why?"

Dzakki was crying harder. Even the boy brushed off Roger's hand that was about to embrace him.

"Why? Why crying?" ask Roger gently.

Dzakki crouched back to hide his face between his knees.

Newly arrived Viona, took part in calming her eldest son who was crying sobbing.

"Why Dzakki, honey? Here, Son! Here,... here with Mami!"

"Hiks, Dzakki don't want to!"

Viona and Roger can only look at each other without understanding.

Herdilan went forward, trying to calm the heart of the son who looked very sad.

"Dzakki, any injuries?" whisky Herdilan.

"Dzakki sad,... Dad, now I just love baby sister! Hik hik hicks..."

Everyone started to see the bright spot.

Apparently Dzakki was sad because of Roger's remark earlier.

"Yes engage'lah! I also love Dzakki! Not just baby girl. And Dzakki's sister wasn't born, was she? Dzakki himself who queued up to ask the brother of God. Yes khan, Boy dear?"

Roger came closer. Trying to take his son's heart again.

His words apparently hurt Dzakki. About the speech about the mother of Guru Kartika who Dzakki betrothed with the Papi but was broken by his father.

"Didn't mean Dad made Dzakki sad! I'm sorry, I spontaneously said that to Dzakki! Sorry!"

"Dad don't like Teacher! I don't like Papi! I don't like Dzakki either!"

"Think maybe! You may not like Dzakki! No, Boy!!! Dzakki is everything to Dad! Even Dad was so happy to have Dzakki as well as Mami!"

Roger involuntarily let out tears. He was sad. Come to feel the pain of Dzakki's heart because of his original speech earlier.

Roger forgot, Dzakki's grown up. He can choose and sort out what he likes and doesn't like.

Now things are turning around.

Roger is now feeling deep sadness. Somehow, his tears continued to melt making Roger embarrassed and realized until finally went into the guest room of Christian's house to calm down.

Now Dzakki who became confused because of his sulking efforts actually became to his father.

Christian holds Dzakki. Code the others to give him space and time to talk to Viona's son.

Chris was taken out of the house. Walk slowly around the housing with a motorbike gedenya.

"Dzakki now feels better khan?" chris asked after a few rounds and they parked in the park parking lot.

Dzakki.

His wounded feelings slowly changed. He was not sad like that.

Dzakki listened to Christian's words wholeheartedly.

Chris led. He took her to sit in the garden chair.

"Dzakki...! We have a higher sensitivity than anyone else. Sometimes God gives us signs, or visions that make us anxious, even fearful. But that doesn't mean we can impose our will on others. We are ordinary people too, my dear! We are human, often wrong. We do not know our own lives in the future even though sometimes God seems to give us a picture. We can't predict. We cannot go ahead of God's decree. There is a line of life that we call destiny, which God has arranged so perfectly for all of His people without exception. Papa Chris' words can Dzakki understand?"

Dzakki nodded and lowered his head.

"God is Everything. Although in our eyes we see a thread that is able to connect Papi Delan and the mother teacher Dzakki, but all depends on Allah Ta'ala. Mate, sustenance, death... Only He-Lah is the Most Regulating."

"Dzakki just wants things to go right again, Papa Chris!"

"Papa Chris knows what Dzakki means! Papa Chris understands it."

The head of Viona's son was softly caressed.

"First, Papa Chris also felt the same excitement as Dzakki. Why is this, why is that? If A and B were like this, nothing would happen. If C and D were here, the story wouldn't be there. Hhh... Papa Chris used to be dizzy, mumet chief thinking of colorful lines and the aura of people who milling before the eyes."

"Yes, yeah! Dzakki likes it that way, Papa Chris! Dzakki had the same story with friends, even said strange. Hhh..."

"Hehehe. And it's not wrong that they say we're weird. Hehehe. because we look weird!"

"Hehehe... Yeah, too, Pa!?!"

Christian smiles. Back rubbed Dzakki's head.

"Dzakki's job is to be a good boy. According to the word of parents. Learn properly and truly for the future. Don't forget, Dzakki worship should be even better. Because it's the pillar of our faith, son! God gives us advantages, not to be arrogant and to govern the lives of other creatures created by God. If God is angry, whenever God wants, we will not have that advantage anymore. God is the center of all beings. God the Creator. God is in control of the good and bad qodarullah of every human being. Also fate, although fate can we change. But it all comes back to its determination. Who wants all of us to strive for perfection until returning home to tell the life we have lived and the steps we took during this life."

Dzakki looked at the face of his father's brother. Like seeing a bright light that makes him understand, if his actions so far are not right. Even impressed to manage the lives of those he loved.

He was afraid of being arrogant. Fear also if God is angry and takes all the happiness that is now in his grasp.

Dzakki was like watching him in the past. When he was always alone, he felt a deep sadness. When her mother ran away. When his father was not the best father for him.

Bali was Dzakki's worst place at the time.

Her mother was busy working, and she played with Cemen bli more often.

His kindergarten schoolmates used to be cold and cruel. Often bullying also forces him to do things he does not want.

Dzakki was eager to tell his school story to Mami at the time, but his tongue seemed to be twisted.

He can't talk. Not easy to open sound. And life felt very heavy and empty for him at that time.

Dzakki shook his head. I don't want to remember the sad times of the past.

It is enough for him to learn life, that we must pray a lot for the goodness of God. We should pray a lot to thank God.

All good stories are sad and happy, are processes in life. And everyone, must have experienced that. That is the test of life. It makes the life of a human being colorful and meaningful.

Chris smiled. Relieved his heart now. His nephew was able to catch his words quite heavy. It is very difficult to catch the point if you talk at such length with a boy in general.

But it's different with Dzakki.

They looked at each other and laughed together. The telepathic straps between them connect.

Chris invites Dzakki to play seesaw until suddenly...

"May I play with you?"

Chris and Dzakki turned to the voice of a woman who asked that.

"Khaila?"

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