
William and Faris were sitting in the back yard, watching the movement of Khizam playing in the sand. The boy could not stand still for a moment. All the toys that were in front of him must have been scattering.
"Sissing like little Jessica, just like a little worm who doesn't want to be silent." William said with a laugh, making Faris turn her head.
"Really Pi?"
"Yes, he'll be quiet when he falls down and cries." William smiled at the thought of his once cheerful little daughter growing up in a well-equipped family.
"Didn't you want to find a surrogate mother for Khizam?" William's words then make Faris focus his hearing. Not wrong, is it?
William is indeed a person who is always to the point without further ado.
"She needs Faris' mother figure so much, you must not think of feeling bad for me, think of your son's future. You are also a young man, I know you need a woman to let go of desire." William understands this situation. "But I'm not forcing you, just giving advice."
What the fuck? One of the in-laws told her to marry again.
Faris chuckled, the desire to get married again is still there. But not so easy to erase his love for a woman who has given birth to her child. "I'll think of Pi, pray for the best. Hopefully Faris can find a good wife for Khizam."
"Also for you."
Faris shakes. "It seems that for myself, it will take longer."
"You can torture him then."
"That's what I'm really worried about Pi, but Faris still can't think of himself. Faris will reconsider, Faris will still think of Khizam."
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"Bik Wena is coming home?"
"Yes Den, Aunt is this old. Aunty has to retire, wants to enjoy old age in the village with grandchildren at home…"
All this time it was Bik Wena who took care of Khizam. Only he that Faris believed, meant that this time he had to take care of the whole himself. Before anyone else works in this house.
"Well Bik, I won't hold it. Thank you for helping me take care of my son. But, does aunt have a brother who can work here?"
"Walah den, the family of many. But if you're looking for someone who doesn't want to work, you called the village yesterday."
"Oh yes, I will look for it myself in the foundation. When will my aunt go home?"
"The plan is tomorrow."
"Master William knows?"
Faris smiled, that subtle satire was her name. "Here is thank goodness."
"Dad.." call Khizam then the boy approaches and stretches out his hand.
"What's up, son?"
Aunt then went back.
"Katana hijam's friend, hijam ain't got no mother?" Whining the kid, he's a smart kid who can catch and keep remembering the taunts of his friends.
Khizam had asked that repeatedly, but still Faris was always confused to answer it. "Have it, but you're already in heaven. Just tell them, you're happy there."
"Hijam want to come with me, hijam want to be the same motheraaa huaaaaa hwaaa! Hijam wants to be the same mother," Khizam cried, apparently he envied seeing his friends who were always spoiled by his mother in front of his eyes.
"Ssshhhh. Therefore the father's child must be sholeh so that Khijam meets the mother yes,"
Khizam. "If sholeh can see mommy?"
"Yes dong dear, Khizam should be a child sholeh so that you are happy to see Khizam."
"Are you able to see the hijam?"
"It can, but Khizam doesn't see."
"When can we see it? How the bundle didn't show up,"
Faris could not answer her son's questions any further, she tried to shift the conversation. "We play on yuk, what do we play?"
The child then shifted focus, then seemed to think of something. "Dad, hijam want rich pictures of brother rumi ajarin in the compek."
"Oh yeah, what picture?"
"Mountain bikin equals rice fields.."
"Oh scenery..."
"Yes, yeah..."
The two went into the room and opened the blank sheet of paper. Start drawing a scene. Beautiful view from now on. Yeah, Faris thinks about her life ahead. He will start to open his heart.