HUSBAND'S HEART

part 70 RENDEZ - VOUS

"Fire... Mommy..."

It was the last call from little Joseph before he finally had to part with his biological parents for so many years. The first call when he met today.

Yes, the people who are said to want to meet with Joseph's doctor at the residence of Shaykh Fatah are Jacob and Linda, his biological parents.

He did not expect it to be this easy, but when he was still in the hall he had determined to fight with all his might in order to find his biological parents.

Indeed, Allah is All-Knowing, when his servant is earnest of things, Allah will make it easy to obtain them.

Seeing Joseph's silent doctor, Jacob and Linda spontaneously stood up and looked intensely at his son. While Joseph's doctor has not been able to separate the new memories from the reality that is clearly displayed before him, he does not know how to react.

Unaware that his gaze was locked onto Jacob, to a figure whose stature and face could be said to be very similar to him, it was just more fatherly. He stared at his father who was suddenly in front of him.

"Joseph, my son," said Jacob in a choked voice. It was clearly visible the radiance of intense longing in the middle-aged man to his son.

"Fire." replied Joseph's doctor as his tears melted.

"Joseph, my son. huu," Jacob hugged Joseph's doctor tightly without stopping his crying, as if he did not want to be separated again.

Clumsy, Joseph's doctor tries to return the hug of the 'new man' for the second time he feels, after first getting a surprise hug from Yuana a few days ago.

After regaining control, Jacob breaks his embrace. Cupped in both hands framed the face of the child he last saw when he was not even five years old.

"Thank you for living well my son. Forgive papi and mami who are helpless to invite you to a madam. Thank you for still remembering us, this irresponsible old man."

The doctor Joseph heard the papi's words. If it is true what Papah Rudi and Bu Fatma told about the journey of Papi and Mami's life, surely the two people have experienced many heavy things in their lives.

Just giving forgiveness certainly does not mean anything to them, Dr. Joseph felt he should be able to give more than just the word forgive. But he could say nothing but nod his head.

Her gaze turned to Linda, the mother, as Papi Jacob led her closer to her birth mother. The woman who was standing in her place while shedding tears and covering her mouth with both hands.

Slowly but surely Joseph's doctor walked over.

"Jojo. aa' dear, aa'... Pinter," little Joseph opened his mouth when mom fed him a meal.

"Waaah, Jojo is great!" praise mommy when little Joseph manages to string up lego toys.

"Jojo, what's the fever, who's sick? Take a look... Oh, his teeth are growing again, baby."

"Joseph! Watch out fall!"

The panicked face of a black-haired woman as if plastered in plain sight. Blending with a shady face wrapped in a dark color hijab that is shedding tears.

"Mami" the doctor Yusuf was stunned when he dropped his knee and hugged the mother's leg which was increasingly breaking his tears.

All of them felt the novelty of the meeting between parents of children who were separated for two decades more. Not men are not women, all try to wipe away tears that like refusing to stop to flow.

No exception Yuana and Bu Fatma who turned out to have also come to the residence of Shaykh Fatah accompanied by Ustadzah Nadia and a santri who drove them.

Jacob who noticed Yuana's presence, immediately approached. It feels like thousands of grains of corn cereal seeds are heated to inflate, explode, dance jumping into the chest cavity when he saw his little daughter who he put on the porch next to the house of Mr. Bram so many years ago, it was, now she has grown into a beautiful and beautiful girl.

What would happen if he forced himself to bring the little baby into his flight, maybe the baby will never be able to grow well, even it could be his name that can be remembered.

"Joanne?"

Yuana was momentarily confused as to how to respond to the question of the middle-aged man before her.

Yuana was sure that the man in front of her was her real father. The man in his eyes looked like the adult version of Kak Jo, very similar, only the wink and strokes on the forehead and the corners of the eyes that distinguish. But it was also because he was not familiar with the nickname Joanne.

Jacob could feel the awkwardness felt by Yuana and he understood that. Unlike Joseph who has few memories, Yuana who was then one month old certainly does not have the slightest memory of them.

"Mh... Yuana?" jacob repeats the question by changing his call to Yuana. Unknowingly Yuana nodded her head.

"May papi hug you?" Yuana nodded her head again.

Finally Jacob took a step forward to grab Yuana, grabbed her little girl and then hugged her tightly. The Yuana jellyfish in front of her chest, "Joanne, the little princess of papi. Forgive papi, son... Forgive papi," he said.

Although the moans that came out in the form of murmurs that were not clearly heard by others, Yuana could hear them clearly. Yuana's ears that were firmly attached to the father's chest could even hear the rumbling inside the field's chest.

The rumble that then spread to him, let alone hear the words 'little daughter papi'. His heart seemed to warm, rumbling filled with flowers flying.

Yuana's hand moved slowly returning that tight hug, "Fire."

The atmosphere of haru continues to be felt in the living room, do not be asked how the novelty that occurs when alternating Yuana who met Linda. So unable to hold back her feelings, Linda even had time to be unconscious and cause panic even though not so long because Linda immediately realized from her stupor.

Shaykh Fatimah, wife of Shaykh Fatah, who is still the brother of one great-grandfather to Shaykh Fatah, is one who facilitates the efforts of Ilham to bring together the two children and the two parents who have long been separated. Who provides a place in his home to realize the noble intentions of Inspiration. And it turns out that the person in question is Jacob and Linda, a couple who was helped by her husband to be domiciled in the city of Medina.

He had panicked because Linda who was considered like her own child had fainted. He even wanted to get up from his wheelchair to help Linda. Fortunately, his eldest daughter who accompanied him immediately detained and replaced him to help Linda.

With Yuana and Shaykh Fatah's eldest daughter, Linda was finally laid slightly back for more freedom, followed by Bu Fatma and Ustadzah Nadia who pushed the wheelchair occupied by Shaykh Fatimah. Then the eldest daughter of the Shaykh closed the previously neatly folded satire in the middle of the wall of the room.

So the women are now in a new room behind the room that was blocked by a thick satirical that can be opened and closed.

"Kun qowiya, yes Linda. Yajibiina an qowiyana," Shaykh Fatimah tried to support Linda's heart to become stronger, "ibnatuki tahtajuki haqa."

Yuana welcomes the hand of her biological mother and holds her tightly. It made Linda more excited and tried to sit on her daughter's fingers and try to help her sit down.

Not many words came out of Linda's mouth other than the word, "Joanne... Excuse me... Pardon mami," as she looked at her daughter. While occasionally both of his hands framed Yuana's face, "Joanne... Excuse me... Forgive mami."

Yuana could only smile soothingly and nod her head.

"How are you, honey? Joanne's been living well, hasn't she?"

"Yuana well, Mami."

Right now they're talking trying to establish some familiarity. Then in a stammer, Linda described her feelings as she had to leave the infant Joanne at Mr. Bram's house. And she was grateful, Joanne could grow very well in the care of Mr. Bram and Holy Mother.

Linda was also devastated when she heard Yuana say that Mr. Bram and Mr. Holy Mother had died in a plane crash. Most regretted that he could not keep his promise to return and did not have time to say sorry and thank you.

"Ilham said you're married?"

"Yes, Mommy. Amar Nasiruddin Yuana's husband's name. A year ago he died in an accident."

"Innaalillaahi wa innaa ilaihi rooji'uun, who is patient dear."

"Thank you Mami, Yuana's been sincere too."

"I'm sorry that mom hasn't been with you all this time..."

"Yes, Mommy. It's okay, Yuana understands. It's all for the good of Yuana and Brother Jo, isn't it?"

Just now the familiarity was established, Ustadz Alhusein said he wanted to say goodbye because another hour entered the dhuhur time where the group had to follow the last day of prayer at the Nabawi mosque.

Apparently the ceremony was also over, Shaykh Fatah was seen walking into his residence with a wooden stick in his right hand.

"La tadzhab lilmanzil ba'ad, ma ziltu 'aftaqid Ya'qub," a little hastily Shaykh Yusuf entered, preventing the guests from returning because he still missed Jacob whom he had regarded as his own son.

"Kun hadziron, Yes Shaykh!" Inspiration who was worried because Shaykh Fatah was in a hurry, suddenly rose up to welcome Shaykh Fatah and led him to sit.

"Syukrone... Syukrons... Aina Kunta Ya'qub? Limadza naadian ma takunu huna?"

As soon as he sat down, Shaykh Fatah greeted Jacob, asking him why he rarely came to his place. Because it is usually Jacob always regularly attended the study of the brief assembly he foster, while his hands received hand salim from the people in the room.

"Idza lam yakun hadzal syaabu huwalladzi ujbirak huna, famataa satatiyun ya rifaqa?" shaykh Fatah said as he patted the shoulder of Ilham sitting next to him. Because if it wasn't for Inspiration forcing them to come this time, when would it be?

While Jacob can only grin because he admitted his negligence in studying by not attending several meetings of the assembly of the brief that he routinely attended first.

Not without a real reason, but because the store he manages is currently crowded, the bigger and more complete so it is very time consuming.

"Hal haadzal syaabulwasiim abnuka?" the attention of Shaykh Fatah turned to another young man sitting beside Jacob, guessing that the young man was Jacob's son.

"Na'am, Yusuf's haadza, huwabniy," Jacob replied, embracing Joseph's doctor's shoulder.

Doctor Joseph, who did not understand the conversation at all but knew he was being introduced to Shaykh Fatah, nodded his head and smiled.

"Hal Yusuf fitta'limi?" Shaykh Fatah thought Joseph's doctor was studying, but he was asked not to answer because he did not understand. Jacob did not know whether Joseph was currently studying or not.

"Huwa thobiibul superstition. Aahs... Al Indunisiyatu faqoth, Ya Shaykh. Huwa laa yafham lughotul arobiyah, "Ilham who also had a little trouble understanding the conversation between Sheikh Fatah and Jacob, tried to give input to use Indonesian only.

"Haha... Hasanan, hasholtu alaih."

"Those are the ones I told you about yesterday, Shaykh."

After the Ashar prayer yesterday, Ilham who knows the schedule today is to attend a briefing at the residence of Shaykh Fatah, secretly met him and expressed his desire related to his intention to bring one of the Umrah pilgrims with his parents who happened to be domiciled in the city of Medina.

"Well... Whahuh? So the parent who left his children was Jacob?"

"Yes, right, Shaykh."

Once he knew that Jacob was the one whom Ilham meant, of course, the advice at length was immediately given by Shaykh Fatah to Jacob whom he had considered to be his own son. He was also angry, disappointed to be more precise, because Jacob did not tell the story from the beginning.

If only Shaykh Fatah had known earlier, of course he would have sought a solution or a way to restore the integrity of the family.

But rice has become porridge, things that have happened in the past can not be repeated again. The most important thing is now, what can be done to correct the mistakes in the past.

"Yusuf, are you pleased with the attitude of your parents in the past?" shaykh Fatah asked Dr. Joseph.

For some reason, the question from Shaykh Fatah was as if to lead Joseph's doctor to express his feelings during this time.

"I... L am... All this time I thought my biological parents were Papah Rudi and Mamah Mei, until I fell in love with Yuana, who I didn't know was my own sister."

Jacob gasped at Joseph's doctor's confession, his guilt becoming many times his taste. Tight and heavy on his chest. It must have hurt a lot to fall in love with his own brother.

While behind the satire, Linda also felt a sense of guilt that was no less great. His tongue was even moody to say an apology. Only tears flow non-stop.

"Once Yuana refused me, but in the least did not dampen my desire to propose to Yuana. Even I chose to be single for life when I found out Yuana was married to someone else. Until then the disaster came and Yuana's husband died under my supervision as a doctor. Even in the most difficult of circumstances, Yuana insisted on rejecting my proposal. Until one day accidentally heard, the reason for Yuana's attitude all this time that I was her biological brother. He thought that we were both illegitimate children of infidelity, so he could not say. Of course I don't believe such painful news."

Inspiration to the chirp, hearing the complaints of the doctor Joseph who had impressed introvert, a little talk and always keep everything for himself.