I'm taking you off, Mas!

It's Time

Swiss

The expected moment arrived. Yara decided to do a simple event for the four-month anniversary of her pregnancy. Invite neighbors around and the Muslim community around the house. Yara and Erza prayed together at her residence for her four-month-old baby. The event took place so wisely.

The invited guests congratulate and pray for Yara and her future baby.

"Healthy trus for mother and baby yes," said Ms. Meli, mother of Windi.

"Thank you for the prayer, ma'am" Yara said.

Erza and Yara felt grateful that fellow Muslims could attend the event.

The pregnant woman looks beautiful with the robe she wears. Her pregnancy was not so noticeable because of her covered clothes.

"I am very happy to be able to gather with brothers and sisters of one faith with us here, Mr. Erza. Of course thanks to this thanksgiving event," continued Mr. Mizwar's husband from Bu Meli.

"In this way, you can join the Muslim community from the same country of origin as us, Mr. Mizwar. Didn't you?" Sahut Erza's.

"Yes, that's right!"

The conversation was short. It is not just fellow Muslims. Erza's business associates there were also present at the ceremony. They came to congratulate and pray for Yara and her womb.

The sun was getting hotter, one by one invited guests to retreat from the residence of Erza. After the event was over Yara and Erza went to visit one of the orphanages in the city of Zurich as a votive for her gratitude of sharing with disadvantaged children. Together with Mama Anggi and Dhiya of course. While Papa Rangga and Azzam choose to be at home with new activities they do.

Yara chooses to go to one of the orphanages which are the baby receiving orphanages that are placed in the baby hatch facility that Yara recently heard about.

Yara finally arrived at her destination. It was in one of the rooms in the orphanage. Yara looked at some cute baby boys who were asleep. Yara was very sorry for the many outcasts there. Yara also did not expect when others tried to have offspring, even parents who threw it away. But here, the state is partly responsible for providing baby disposal facilities. So wasted children can be well taken care of.

In some places there are also facilities to store babies for parents who want to throw them away. It's not strange, but it's all happening here. Baby dumpsites are more useful because the baby will be handed over to an orphanage or organization that takes care of them legally rather than dumping them on the street.

"That's a pity for them, Mom. I remember my sisters in the orphanage" Yara said sadly. "But unfortunately they are far away."

"Although far away, you don't forget to send them regular help, dear," replied Erza who embraced Yara's body from the side.

Having satisfied interacting with children without parents and giving compensation to them. Erza and Yara are retreating.

"Thank you for the compensation that ladies and gentlemen have to this orphanage" said one of the female coaches at the Emerald orphanage as she extended her hand to Erza and Yara.(Thank you for the support you gave to this orphanage)

"You're welcome madam. We are happy to be able to share with them," said Erza politely with slightly bent shoulders. (Sama-sama madam. We are happy to share with them)

"Sister, come!" Take Yara to Dhiya who is still at home playing with toddlers who can just crawl.

Mama Anggi who was with Dhiya quickly stood up and left the toddler. Before leaving, Dhiya pinched the pinched cheeks of the toddler. Then a small run came over to Yara. Followed by Mama Anggi behind him.

"We're going home now, Bun?" Ask Dhiya.

"Yes, why? You still feel at home here?"

"It looks like Dhiya is so dear to young children, even the boys did not refuse when Dhiya approached and invited them to play" said Mama Anggi who accompanied Dhiya to play with some toddlers earlier.

Erza smiled hearing that. "Good dong, means brother can love equally later."

Dhiya nodded slowly. "Dong, Pah. Big brother will be very dear the same later. I can't wait to be born either" said Dhiya.

Yara smiled hearing that.

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The hand of some toddlers became so moving for Dhiya.

"Son, remember the same thing, Bun!" dhiya said as the car they were riding in drove away from the orphanage.

"Why is that?" Ask Yara.

"How did you feel when you lost your baby!" dhiya replied with a sad face. "It must be very sad" he continued.

"Aren't you sure you want to meet Mamih Syafa?" Yara continued to ask.

Dhiya looked at Yara. Then nodded slowly. "Pater's too, Bun!" akuny.

"Prophey, tomorrow we'll go back to Indonesia. You can meet Mamih and Dad!" Yara's words calmed Dhiya down. The woman perfectly understood the feeling her daughter was feeling.

Dhiya nodded slowly in response. "Yes, Mother."

...***...

Tomorrow

The busyness is so visible from a girl who is busy preparing the items she carries. From far away Dhiya has arranged everything neatly. The child does not want any items left behind later. So he went back to checking everything.

"Yem's grandmother really has it all, right?" Dhiya asked the housekeeper who helped her.

"Non Dhiya. Now can Mbo Yem bring the suitcase down, can you?" ask the assistant.

Dhiya nodded slowly. "OK deh then, help bring yes, I'm a child so not strong if you bring a lot," Chirped Dhiya and made the assistant chuckle amusedly.

"Why, Dhiya for so long?" yara Gumam. "I'd better go to the room. Mbo Yem is also a long-time follower!" grunts Yara.

"Be careful, Ra!" Mama Anggi reminded me.

"Yes, Mah."

Arriving at Dhiya's room. Yara's eyes widened when she saw that there were still two more suitcases with Dhiya's because as far as Yara knew everything had been transported by the driver's pack into the car.

"Oh my God, Brother. A lot of stuff. Is this all souvenirs? Is it or is this just the reason you say all the souvenirs but actually your own stuff?" Yara asked who was so surprised when she saw that there were two more suitcases belonging to Dhiya.

Dhiya shook his head slowly. "This is right, Mother!" Dhiya.

"What's it say?" Ask Yara.

"So, this is a secret!" sahut Dhiya's. "You've given me permission, Bun." Dhiya continued with a pity face, afraid that Yara would not allow to bring two more suitcases of hers.

At the same time Erza comes following Yara to Dhiya's room. The man got a sharp look from Yara. Knowing that his wife was angry. Erza asked the housekeeper in Dhiya's room to come out of the room with a code.

Mbo Yem followed Erza's orders.

"Why, Bun?" erza asked when Mbo Yem had already passed from there. "Come, we've been waiting outside."

"The one who allowed Dhiya to buy this much stuff?" Yara protested while shaking her head.

Erza nodded slowly. Seeing the arrival of Erza Dhiya immediately walked towards her papa.

"Papa," call Dhiya. The boy asks for help behind Erza's body.

"Sir," Yara called Dhiya back.

"Already, Bun. That's fine! After all, the goods purchased by Dhiya are all needed. Not what Dhiya wanted," Erza defended Dhiya.

Yara was silent to hear it. The woman then turned to look at Dhiya.

"Is it true that papa said, brother?" Tanya Yara was firm.

Nodding is given by Dhiya. The little boy walked up to Yara and pulled her hand.

"I'm sorry to play secret with my mom. Here brother love see what brother bought yesterday with Oma." Dhiya pulled her suitcase back. Open the zipper and show the souvenirs that have been named by the child. Yara watched him and listened to every word spoken from Dhiya's lips.

"This is for Kak Laras, he likes to draw so he bought a complete brother here. This is for Grandma Lydia, this one's for Dad." Much more was said of Dhiya to Yara. Most of the souvenirs that Dhiya bought for his friends at the orphanage. All the items that Dhiya buys according to the needs of each of the gift recipients themselves.

There was guilt in Yara's heart. He really did not expect, it turns out that Dhiya still remembered with his advice. Share with relatives in need and buy things that are useful to others, not those that are desired without any use.

Yara instilled such an attitude from here for Dhiya. Because no one knows life. The wheel of life keeps turning. Today we are on top and tomorrow we do not know where our lives will be.

Erza has given many plentiful luxury items to Dhiya. And Yara thinks that's more than enough. Stay instilled a sense of sharing in Dhiya's heart.

"Excuse Mother who has been suspicious of Dhiya," said Yara with feelings of guilt.

"I'm sorry too, Bun. Keep this a secret from your mother for fear of forbidding."

The two apologized and embraced each other. The child and mother immediately rushed after everything on the porch of the house. They have been pursued flight schedules to Indonesia.

Somewhere else.

A woman was happy when she got the news that Yara and her family had calmed down from Switzerland. It is estimated that they have arrived in Indonesia for almost two days. I can't wait for their arrival. This happy news was also conveyed by Syafa to his papa.

The frail man was also happy.

"Papa can't wait to meet Yara," said Mr. Rio stammered with an already unclear voice.

"Prophey yes, Pah. Papa will definitely meet with Faeqa. Shafa make sure of that!" syafa said to calm Mr. Rio.

"Listen, your prayers will be answered soon, Yo." said Gita. The woman who has always been loyal to Pak Rio's side.

Syafa smiled back at him. He felt happy that there were good people besides Roni who was loyal to his father. A good friend who is always loyal by accompanying the father. Although Syafa knows Gita's feelings on her papa are impossible to reciprocate. But Gita doesn't mind that. He remained with Rio until the end of the man's life.

"Papa wants to meet Afkar, Fa!" pinta Pak Rio suddenly made Syafa turn to the old man who was sitting in the wheelchair.

"Yes, Pah. Syafa will immediately contact Mas Afkar," said Shafa softly.

"Father, wait!" Mr. Rio also passed leaving Syafa assisted by Gita who pushed his wheelchair.

Syafa nodded slowly. "Yes, Pah."

After talking to his dad. Syafa. 'Is it time for me to meet Mas Afkar and get things done.'

Inner Syafa.

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