I'm The One You Throw Out

Rejection of Rayan II

While outside the building, not far from the party, a pair of eyes looked at the course of the event. Waiting without certainty, on the roadside full of longing.

"I think you've had enough outside, sir. We should go back to the hospital again, the situation outside is not good for the health of the Father," said the nurse who delivered Zafran.

The man shook his head, continuing to focus on the people coming out of the building.

"Wait, Sister! In a moment, I beg you!" pinta Zafran held back the nurse's hand that was about to turn the wheelchair.

The nurse frowned, staring at the new building where people were scattering out of it.

"Is there anything you're waiting for?" the sister asked after observing Zafran and the building.

"Yes, Sus. I want to see my son first. In a moment, yeah. I just want to see" replied Zafran memelas.

Forced the nurse also complied, standing there while waiting .. I don't know what Zafran was waiting for. Until one group came out, the children of the orphanage, followed by Seira and Fatih who were driving Rayan.

The boy looked comfortable, dropping his head on the papah's shoulder despite still looking moody. Zafran's gaze softened when he saw the ex-wife who looked elegant with a dress that covered all her aura.

Then, his eyes caught a small figure in the arms of a man. He believes it was his son.

"My son!" Zafran Mummings.

The nurse raised her face, eager to see which child her patient was referring to.

"Where is Father's son? Should we go?" ask the sister curious.

Zafran raised his hands trembling to the children still standing in front of the building. Of course the nurse was confused, because there were many children there.

"That one, Sus. I'm going there, I want to see my son, Sus. Come on, let's go there, Sister!" pinta Zafran is restless.

I can't wait to come to them, if she wants to hug and kiss him too. The nurse said she pushed Zafran's wheelchair closer to the front of the building.

Seira and Fatih turned around after letting go of the orphanage children. Go back inside to clean up the old party. However, Zafran's hoarse voice stopped his second move.

"Rayan! Ra-rayan, my-my son!" zafran said shamelessly.

Seira turned around at the same time as Fatih. Rayan held a hug on the papah's neck, not wanting to see the man sitting on the wheelchair.

"Rayan, it's Dad, son. It's your father!" zafran said again, but the boy did not look.

Seira was unmoved in her place, seeing that male figure always reminded her of the wounds in the past. Although forgiving, but the pain is still always present every time you see them.

He tried to be strong, especially Fatih on the side who never left him alone. Fatih unraveled Seira's clenched fingers, linking them with her own fingers, channeling calmness into her troubled heart.

"S-sei, please let me see my son. He's my son, isn't he? Why have you been hiding it from me all this time? Why didn't you ever say you were pregnant? Now, I want to meet my son," said Zafran who actually gave the blame to Seira.

Seira laughed bitterly, amused to hear Zafran's question that cornered him.

"Why? Can you still ask why? You don't think why I don't want you to know about my son? Have you forgotten what you did before, Zafran? Remember again, don't you pretend to have amnesia after seeing my son." Seira smiled, but the smile was no longer the same.

"Hey, I'm sorry, Sei. Please let me meet my son, Sei," please Zafran cupped his hands to his chest.

Seira's chest rumbled violently, Fatih who glanced at meekly tightened his grip. Reminds them that Rayan is listening. Seira closed her eyes, let out a long sigh and threw it away.

Not Fatih not jealous, but for what? They are only limited to the past that will not be able to come back again. Their only business is Rayan. That is if both are happy and accept each other.

Fatih rubbed Rayan's head, looking at the boy's bead deeply. He smiled, but the boy remained silent and did not react.

"Honey, it may be the fate of God who wants you to meet. There is a brother's father, he wants to see his son. Brother's willing, isn't it, you found me?" fatih said giving understanding to Rayan.

However, the answer given by Rayan, makes Zafran have to swallow disappointment. The boy shook his head, refusing to meet his own father.

"Rayan did not want to meet the same people who have already been sick with Mamah. Rayan won't, Pah." Rayan dropped her head on Fatih's shoulder, crying again not to see Zafran.

"But, son, it's Dad. I want to meet Rayan, want to hug Rayan. Father misses Rayan," said Zafran wailing complete with tears.

"No! Rayan doesn't want to!" rayan's screams were getting tighter hugging Fatih's body.

Hearing Rayan's rejection, Zafran tightened his jaw. Both of his hands clenched tightly, his heart ignited with emotion.

"What are you boys doing? Did you poison his brain to the point that he didn't want to see me? You are selfish, people have no heart. Tega misahin father with his son. You're bad parents!" jakak Zafran did not accept Rayan's refusal.

Seira who had just managed to calm down, regained a burning emotion. His eyes glared, what a sharp tongue of the sickly man.

"Same Mama Papah is good, Mama same Papah is not evil as Rayan. You go!" rayan shouted making Seira's heart scream even more.

Fatih sighed, looking at the situation that was starting to heat up, he handed Rayan to his mama and asked them to go inside. He will talk to Zafran.

Seira according to, it is better that they do not face first at this time because of the condition of Rayan who has not been able to accept his presence.

"Rayan, where are you going, son? Here, baby. I want to hug you!" zafran's screams the more his voice rattled.

However, Seira did not heed, continued walking and disappeared inside the room. Zafran's gaze fell on the figure of Fatih who was still standing in his place, as usual he would ask for understanding from Rayan's father.

"You!" Both of Zafran's eyes bulged wide. Almost jumped out of place.

"Patience, Sir. Withstands. Don't get too emotional" said the nurse who accompanied Zafran, but the man didn't care. His heart was already burning and wanted to tear Fatih's taste.

"You must have brainwashed my son, you must have made him hate me. Wh why? Are you afraid of Seira I'm taking, huh?" snapped Zafran while pointing at Fatih with his trembling hand.

Fatih smiled, shaking her head. I don't want to believe there's a bad man in front of his eyes.

"I suggest you straighten out your intentions first, if you really want to meet your child. I'm sure he can feel what's in your heart. I think it's enough, please leave because the party is over" Fatih said as he showed Zafran his way home.

The man growled, but could do nothing. He had to return empty-handed.