I'm taking you off, Mas!

Losing The Always Wise Father With Advice

Yara cries in Erza's arms when they meet. Erza greeted him warmly. Her husband-to-be gave Yara time to shed her tears. Did not ask what happened, because Erza knew everything.He followed Yara who at that time gave first aid to Mr. Rio.

After feeling quite calm, Erza just spoke up. "That's it, we better go home! Bu Haryani was waiting in front," Erza said as she patted Yara's shoulder gently.

Yara nodded her head while releasing her embrace. They immediately came out of the building.

"Mom" called Yara to Bu Haryani who had just finished taking the call. Bu Haryani turned her head when she heard someone calling her.

"Ra, I thought you were home!" sahut Bu Haryani's.

"We have a need first. So just came out" Erza replied.

"Oh, yes, we're home now! your mama just called, she just arrived. He's stuck in traffic!" said Bu Haryani. He saw the look on Yara's face.The woman understood that Yara had finished crying. He undoes his intention to give a gift from Mr. Rio for him.

They also left the building at the same time. A car that stops right in front of them.

A beautiful woman came out from there while carrying two bouquets of pretty flowers in her hands.

Bu Haryani smiled at the arrival of his best friend.

"Congratulations on the opening of her new boutique" said Mama Anggi, giving a bouquet to Ms. Haryani while briefly hugging the woman.

"Thank you, Nggi!" reply Bu Haryani after they hugged.

Mama Anggi turned to Yara. "My man candidate!" Mama Anggi stretched her arms to hug Yara. "Congratulations to you, dear! Good luck in your work!" Mama Anggi said in her arms.

"Thank you, Mah!" Sahut Yara's.

Slowly Mam Anggi stretched his arms. "This is for you! Sorry I came late! There was a small incident on the road. Plus the journey to this place is jammed. Ah ... When did this capital avoid the word traffic jam!" Mama Anggi said and got a smile from the three people in front of her.

"Papa, where, Mah?" Erza asked because she did not see Papa Rangga.

"Your father is in the car!"

"Why not go out?"

"So on the street, Mama met a little boy in the park. She was crying alone. Just as Mama wanted to take her to the police station, the boy refused to even cry loudly. Yes, finally, Mama brought me here while in your papa's car."

"Little boy?" Ask Yara.

"Hmm .. so cute and beautiful! Now still stuck in your papa's lap until you fall asleep. Wake up, pity."

"Mother ..."

The sound of a child crying from inside the car.

Yara glanced while furrowing her brows.

'Why do I feel familiar with the boy's voice'

Inner Yara was curious.

"Well, the kid must be up. From earlier he called Mamih and mother," said Mama Anggi.

Hearing that, Yara grew curious. Papa Rangga got out of the car, and the boy was still not separated from his carrier.

"Dhiya wants to go home!" The crying sounded sad and bitter.

"Cup ..cup ... Honey, yes, we're going home, yes!" papa Rangga said while calming the child. Then walk towards the four people who were together, Erza, Yara, Bu Haryani and Mama Anggi.

The little boy was in a carrying facing Papa Rangga so it was difficult for Yara to see the face of the little boy hiding at the nape of the neck of her future father-in-law.

"Well, we should go to the police station. Poor this child, his parents must also be looking for him" proposed Papa Rangga.

"Yes, it's better that way." Mama Anggi rubbed the little boy's hair slowly.

Yara silently looked at the little boy who was turning her back. A mother's feelings are never wrong. Yara felt sure that the little boy before her was her daughter.

"Dhiya!" Chirps Yara.

Erza, Bu Haryani, Mama Anggi and Papa Rangga stared at Yara. So did Dhiya who was hiding his face in tears.The little boy released his hand from Papa Rangga's neck, turning towards the voice that called his name.

Yara's face immediately sparkled happily when she saw the little boy in Papa Rangga's sling.

"Davis ... Mother's Child!" Yara said accompanied by Isak crying happily when she saw the child.

"Mother!" yelled Dhiya while extending both hands asking for her hand carried by the woman.

Papa Rangga took down Dhiya. The little boy immediately ran towards Yara. And Yara swiftly grabbed the child's body. Hugging it tightly, shedding each other's longing.

"Dhiya, daughter!" Yara gently rubbed the head of Dhiya.

"Mother, I'm scared! Mamih didn't come to pick me up! I'm afraid there's a madman throwing stones!" Dhiya again shed her tears. The boy hiccups in Yara's arms.

Yara gives a soothing soft touch to Dhiya. "Don't be afraid anymore, baby! Now there is Mother. You don't have to be afraid, yeah!" Yara stretched her arms. And wiped the tears of Dhiya that soaked the cheeks of the boy.

Mama Anggi and Papa Rangga did not think that the little child they helped was the son of Yara.

"We'd better take Dhiya home, Ra! Poor him!" Take Bu Haryani.

Yara nodded slowly.

"Yes better get your son to rest, Ra. He seems very scared. I didn't think it was your son, the beautiful son who would be our grandson!" Mama Anggi rubbed the dhiya head slowly.

They also moved from that place. Erza takes Yara and Dhiya and Bu Haryani home. While Mama Anggi and Pak Rangga did not come with them because there are both events elsewhere.

Along the way Yara tried to get Dhiya to talk. The little boy was silent. But thanks to Yara's persuasion, Dhiya wants to open his voice.

Yara lamented the carelessness of Shafa and Afkar. Erza who heard that shook her head.

"This could be one of the reasons you appeal to the court, dear! You just calm down. I've prepared everything" said Erza. Yara looked at her future husband.

Dhiya looked at Erza. "Papa Erza too?" Clement Dhiya.

Yara furrowed her brows at Dhiya's words. "Papa?" Yara asked curiously to Dhiya then turned to Erza.

Her husband-to-be could only faintly reply to her. Yara refocused on Dhiya, she wanted to extract information to Dhiya could call Erza as father.

"Mother can ask you something, sister?"

Dhiya. "Can"

"Why did Dhiya call him Papa?" Yara asked as she glanced towards Erza. The man replied with a smile.

"Papa Erza often goes to my school! Dhiya is happy to see your mother with her!" Dhiya glanced at Erza.

"Why is that?" Yara asked increasingly. Likewise with Bu Haryani who listened to all the conversations of the mother and child.

"Mother is always smiling and laughing when Papa Erza. Different if the same father. Mother is always sad and crying. Dhiya does not want to see the mother continue to be sad!" Dhiya pilu.

Yara who heard Dhiya's words felt overwhelmed. The little boy noticed Yara's attitude all along.

"Papa Erza has also had Dhiya's permission!" dhiya.

"What engine?" Yara was getting curious. Then he looked at Erza. "You never told me this, Za! You should explain later!" Yara's push on Erza.

The man who was currently focusing on driving just nodded his head with a smile.

"Ready"

"Cm .. Evil has not been honest with me all this time!" Yara said as if.

"It's it's an effort, honey! Pedekate's efforts are the same as this beautiful little girl," Erza poked Dhiya's cheeks. After speaking Erza returned to focus with her steering wheel. Yara looked back at Dhiya, continuing her question.

Ms. Haryani could only smile at the manner of the two brides. The woman could see the sadness on Yara's face turning happy when she met Dhiya. Interspersed with the attitude of Erza who was able to comfort Yara. Although not long to know Yara, But Bu Haryani always pray happiness always accompanies Yara's life.

"Sister, may you know, Papa Erza, what permission are you with?" Yara did not stop poring over what Erza had done to Dhiya.

"Said Papa Erza, can not be happyin mother. Make your smile the same no longer sad! Dhiya said, I can! But Papa Erza also asked Dhiya to call him, Papa. He said to be more enthusiastic," said Dhiya honestly.

The little boy also told me something else that Erza had done. Dhiya recounted that Erza often met him during the rice day. Before Dhiya entered school, because if it fit to go home sekola. Before the bell, there was already Syafa or someone else picking up. So Dhiya and Erza were able to communicate before the little boy started learning.

Many thought that Erza was the father of Dhiya because the man often brought a lot of food. Dhiya often shared with other friends. And from there Dhiya called Erza Papa. Afkar's position seemed to be replaced by that man. Dhiya's biological father had never appeared at all in school. If Dhiya asked, Afkar's reasoning was only one. Busy with office affairs, Dhiya became lazy to his biological father.

After listening to Dhiya tell a story. Yara pulled both corners of her lips feeling happy if Dhiya could accept Erza without her telling. That happened to Yara. Whether Dhiya can accept Erza later. Erza found it difficult to act first.

"Well, Erza is a real gercep! His efforts are pedekate and permission same your child mother thumbs up!" Said Bu Haryani who listened to Dhiya's story.

"Because I'm going to live not only with Yara, Mom. I will go through life later with his son too. I want to be a good papa to Dhiya. At least slowly Dhiya

while glancing towards Erza who suddenly both looked at her. Erza raised both eyebrows. "How's my pedekate? Succeeds right?" erza Goda.

"Oh, that's proud!" chirps Yara. His face was flushed with temptation from Erza. All can not be separated from Dhiya's view even though he was a child but the child understood that the mother was feeling the flowering of her heart.

Dhiya and Bu Haryani smile at each other. Dhiya turned to look at Erza. The boy also threw a smile at his future father. And was replied with a smile by Erza. Looking towards Yara. The mother gave a kiss on Dhiya's cheek. He could see the joyful look of his mother's face.

Feeling happy because her mother did not experience sadness and crying anymore, Dhiya hugged Yara tightly. If you can express feelings like an adult, maybe Dhiya will say that she is happy to see happiness and a smile on her face.

Feeling a tight hug from Dhiya then makes Yara mother and child embrace each other. Erza also felt happy to see the two of them being together and hugging each other for such a long time.

'I promise I will make you united and will never be separated again!'

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In the House of Shafa, the atmosphere of grief is so felt. The mourners took turns back and forth to the funeral home.

Sadness and anxiety are so felt there. The family lost the person who had been fighting for the family while still in the village.

And the time comes when the body of Mr. Setyo will be buried. The crying was heard from the woman who had just recovered from her depression. She is Mira, the younger sister of Afkar. Mira is the last person who always accompanies the daily life of Mr. Setyo.

The woman also received the last message from her late father to hand a letter to someone.

A week before he died, Mr. Setyo asked Mira to write what he said. A letter to Yara. And Mira kept it well until she died. Because until the rest of his life, Mr. Setyo has never met again with Yara. Mira will hand it over to the trustee herself.

The fragrance of different types of flowers on the red soil that is still wet is smelled by the sense of smell.

A man could only be silent without the slightest bit of talking. One by one the neighbors and mourners who delivered to the cemetery began to move from there.

"We're home, Mba!" Invite Mira who has accepted the departure of her father sincerely to Syafa.

The pregnant woman nodded slowly. Then Mira turned to Afkar. "Mas, we're home, yuk! It's getting dark, ' take Mira to her sister.

"You guys go first, then Mas will follow," said Afkar.

Mira sighed softly. The woman finally left the funeral with Bu Nuri and Syafa. Leaving Afkar crouching alone at the funeral.

One hand touched the gravestone that had not long been stuck on the red earth mound. "Why do I feel alone, sir! Why does this heart feel tossed. My heart is restless and uncertain after losing Yara. What have I been doing all this time wrong? I remember the father of one of the fathers who was always wise with advice. I need your advice, sir! When did this memory come back?" Gumam Afkar. His head lowered to hide his sadness and tears when he lost the figure of Mr. Setyo.

Lately, Afkar's memory has slowly improved. One by one the shadows of past memories flashed through his mind. That's what makes Afkar feel lost.

to be continued

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Happy Afternoon ..

Time to rest after the holidays.

Sorry if the chapter is too long-winded. After this chapter, I made the happy day part Yes. Patience .. okay!