I'm taking you off, Mas!

The Heart of Dhiya

Afkar again furrowed his brows. He felt familiar hearing that voice. "Erza! Erza Rahardian!" reply Afkar.

The man on the other side of the phone heard Afkar say.

"Hahaha, it turns out you still remember my voice."

"It turns out to be true my guess. There's a wind did you suddenly contact me?" Ask Afkar.

Erza pulled from the corner of her lips. "I just want to fulfill my daughter's wish" Erza replied.

"You mean Dhiya?" Afkar Serobot.

"Yes, Dhiya."

"Dhiya Almeera, my daughter?"

"Truely, Dhiya Almeera Chairi, a sweet girl who rejected my name on her back. I'm so proud of that kid. Dhiya once said this to me. Dhiya wants to be like a diligent and hardworking father" Erza said.

after smiling to hear that longing reemerged and now it is getting bigger.For these few months Afkar refrained from longing for Dhiya. Just like his guilt towards Yara. The guilt Afkar feels for Dhiya.

"What does my daughter want?" Afkar asked at the core.

"The next day we went back to Indonesia. Yara wants to meet her papa as well as Syafa. Dhiya also asked me to contact you. That boy would love to see you, Mira and also your mother."

"Is right? Did I not hear wrong? My daughter wants to meet?" Afkar confirmed his hearing.

"Yes, right. Dhiya misses you so much."

Hearing Afkar's work speech felt so happy. "O Allah what is this miracle? You finally granted all my prayers. I'm going to meet my daughter" Afkar said on his call with Erza.

"Papa" the voice of a little boy was heard so clearly in Afkar's ear.

Afkar did not say much when he heard the voice of the little boy.

"Hi, Honey! How did you buy it?" Erza asked Dhiya who had just arrived at her office with Mama Anggi. Because Yara is preparing the items that will be brought to Indonesia later. Yara prefers to stay at home instead of having to go with Dhiya and Mama Anggi shopping. Yara already knows, it must take a lot of time to shop around shopping centers in Switzerland.

Erza also put her phone on the table. He deliberately did not turn off his phone connection with Afkar

"Already! Sister shopping a lot for souvenirs," replied Dhiya.

"Dhiya shopping a lot. Even shopping for his friends in the orphanage," Mama Anggi chimed in.

"really? surely the shipping cost of these souvenirs is greater than the price of the goods," said Erza. "What shopping is it anyway? And who are you buying? Papa's curious." Erza peeking at Dhiya's groceries. There were almost three paper bags brought by the security to Erza's room.

"Why not get angry, am I shopping a lot of souvenirs?" Ask Dhiya. The little boy was afraid that Erza would ban him. Like Yara who always taught him not to waste a lot of money just for a desire that is useless.

Afkar faithfully listened word by word to the lips of his daughter Dhiya. Afkar felt content to hear Erza's closeness to Dhiya. A sense of regret re-emerged in his heart.

once that spoiled nature, Dhiya showed it to him. Afkar increasingly yearns for the spoiled nature of Dhiya.

'Dhiya, kangen father is with you.'

Inner Afkar. He Kemabli focused on listening to Dhiya's chat with Erza.

"Papa won't be angry at all. Papa is sure you can digest well the advice of the mother," said Erza as she rubbed the child's cheek gently. "Try to explain to Papa what you bought" asked Erza.

Dhiya looks excited after hearing Erza's speech.

"Papa loves you too. But remember not to forget your advice, yes! Brother should be able to instill one thing. Buy something needed instead of something ...." Erza stopped her speech.

"Not what you want. We have to look around before buying something that is not useful at all. Not unable but better the money is distributed to those in need," continued Dhiya. The boy was correct with Yara's advice.

Despite living lavishly and abundantly, Yara teaches simplicity and shares it with Dhiya.

A drop of tear just fell in the corner of Afkar's eye. The man was grateful, his daughter grew up well and had a noble heart like Yara, his mother.

'You're growing up well, son. I can't imagine if you're with me here. Can I teach you all that better. Yelp ... I feel more guilty about you. But I am grateful, Erza is indeed the right husband for you! I'm willing to let you go, Ra.'

One by one Dhiya mentioned to anyone the souvenirs he bought. Mama Anggi and Erza could only smile looking at him.

"Dhiya is a smart and caring little girl. You know these groceries are only partially brought into this office, Za. On the road, Dhiya had distributed it in the streets. He said he wanted to share with others because his prayers were answered." Mama Anggi smiled as she looked at Dhiya who was so eager to separate one by one the souvenirs he bought. "Mama wonder what Dhiya prayer is?" Ask Mama Anggi.

Instead of answering Mama Erza's question, she walked to her desk. He grabbed his phone which was still connected to Afkar. Then speaking briefly to Afkar, Erza requested that Afkar not hang up his phone. After Afkar agreed, Erza put the flat object back on the table. It was intentional for Afkar to hear all of Dhiya's conversations.

"We heard for ourselves the answer from Dhiya, Mah," Erza replied then turned to Dhiya. Erza saw that there was a small box that Dhiya separated. Erza grabbed the object and asked Dhiya.

"This is for papa, Ka?" Erza asked as she looked at the small box that Erza knew contained the wrong ballpoint pen.

"No, make this papa!" Dhiya took a navy-colored handkerchief wrapped neatly as well with a small ribbon on it. "It's for papa!" Dhiya thrust the small box at Erza.

Erza's forehead shriveled to see him. "Why is it so funny?" Erza looked in wonder at the small box. Mama Anggi chuckles.

"Yes, let papa smile whenever he sees a gift from me!" Dhiya.

"Who is this for?" Ask Mama Anggi.

Dhiya immediately fell silent.The girl looked doubtful when she wanted to reveal it. Erza again approached Dhiya. "talk reveal what is in Brother's heart do not hesitate Remember Papa's message not to keep the burden on the heart." Erza rubbed Dhiya's shoulder gently.

The little girl nodded back. "It's for me" Dhiya said briefly.

"Afkar's father?" Ask Mama Anggi.

Dhiya returned to answer. Then Dhiya sighed softly. The little girl wanted to express her wish. "I want to give this thing to Dad. So that Kemabli's father is excited in living life. Dad loved working. So I chose to give this to her. I was also very happy when I heard that my mother had forgiven my father, and was willing to meet while in Indonesia later. Sister wants to see mommy as I kind. Big Brother did not expect them to return because Big Brother was already happy to have papa here," Finally Dhiya revealed all his heart.

"Papa's mad, isn't it if you give me a gift for Dad?" Dhiya looked pityfully at Erza.

Mama Anggi quickly embraced the little girl. "Of course not, honey! Your intentions are truly noble. Oma is sure you will become a successful and hardworking woman like your father. And being a good-hearted woman is like your mother. Oma is proud to have a grandchild like Dhiya" said Mama Anggi then hugged the child's body.

Dhiya looked at Erza who was in front of him. The man nodded his head slowly and gave a thumbs-up to Dhiya. Erza immediately grabbed her phone.

Erza furrowed her brows when she saw her phone screen off. "Since when did Afkar turn off his phone line." Erza was silent for a moment. He hoped that Afkar would hear Dhiya's heart.

After turning off the phone. Afkar could not help but hold back his tears. The man leaned against the wall. Make the wall as his body's backrest. Because his heart felt sliced his body suddenly powerless to hear the expression of his white heart.

"Davis ... Dhiya my daughter!" lirih Afkar was saddened by sobs that he could not stand.

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to be continued