I'm The One You Throw Out

Naina My daughter.

"Wake, Zafran! You can't leave until you meet them!"

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"Why are we here, Hendra? Don't we want to meet Naina?" zafran asked in a weak voice. His face looked radiantly different from yesterday.

"Well, we should be here" said Hendra indifferently.

There they are, in front of a minimarket where Lita works. There Hendra had met with Lita as the minimarket cashier.

The two waited in the car, waiting for the angel of Zafran's heart. As before, Naina will go to the minimarket after school.

"You sure we should be here? Not going to his house, maybe they are at home," said Zafran again impatient to meet with Naina and her mother.

Hendra sighed, glancing at the watch in hand. It seems to be too early because the school children have not finished studying.

"I don't know their house, which I know Lita works here." Hendra glanced at Zafran.

The sickly man was stunned when he saw a child walking alone across the street. Zafran's eyes sparkled and dewy as he saw Naina standing there about to cross.

"Naaina?"

Zafran's voice distracts Hendra from him. The doctor turned his head, bought his eyes to see a vehicle that had no ashes on the road.

The spring he got down and helped Zafran to come down anyway. Sit him in a wheelchair, before saying goodbye to his best friend.

"I want to help him cross first, you just wait here, yes," said Hendra as he ran across the street.

It was heartless to see Naina who stood alone waiting for the streets a little quiet for her to cross. Zafran complied and waited at the other end of the road with wet eyes.

Being proud to see the little girl in uniform and carrying a bag, desperate to be a useful child and not to bother the lives of others.

"Naaina?" call Hendra as soon as he gets to the street where Naina is standing.

The little girl turned her head, her eyes twinkling brightly. It was as if luck was approaching and giving it tranquility. He smiled showing a row of teeth that began to porous in the front.

"Om Doctor!" call out to him cheerfully while waving your hands.

"You want to cross?" asked Hendra as soon as he arrived in front of Naina who looked bright.

"Yes, Om, but the car is so much from earlier not abis-abis," said Naina pouting.

"It's Om sebrangin, huh?"

The little girl nodded happily, which was what made her happy to meet Hendra. Someone will help him cross. Hendra held his tiny hand, watching the road still filled with vehicles.

His eyes caught the figure of Zafran watching the two of them, he smiled.

"Nai, look over there. Who's there?" pinta Doctor Hendra while pointing at Zafran waiting across the street.

Naina raised her gaze, looking at the direction the doctor was pointing at. He tilted his head to make sure his vision was not wrong. Both corners of her lips are pulled upwards, forming a perfect arch and creating small dimples on both sides.

"Dad!" pekiknya happy. Hendra smiled.

The man in the wheelchair returned a wave of his hand, occasionally wiping away the tears that fell profusely. Naina's head turned to the right and left impatiently wanting to cross to meet Zafran.

"Come, Om. Scribbles!" the door while tightening the grip on Hendra's hand.

The doctor smiled, spread out his hands to ask the rider for a walk. Half-run little Naina across, want to meet the men there soon.

"Dad!" call him again high.

He removed his hand link from Dr Hendra as soon as he arrived at the end of the road. Keep running towards Zafran with a perfectly formed smile. The man smiled even though the water kept falling from the fertilizer.

Naina stopped in front of Zafran with her sighing, that beautiful face radiating happiness despite the sweat flooding her. Naina docked into Zafran's arms, shedding the longing she had been holding onto.

"Nai kangen with Dad, Nai was with Mom to look at Dad later in the afternoon," Naina said as she tightened her arms.

Zafran was crying incessantly. That little girl never hated her father. Zafran took off the hug, placing Naina's slightly more contained body on top of the lap. Her heart warmed up feeling a hug and seeing her smile.

He swept Naina's sweaty face, tucked the naughty hair boy behind the little girl's ears while smiling happily.

"Nai, don't hate Daddy, do you?" The little girl shook her head.

"Nai, love Daddy?" Naina nodded her head.

The small hand groped Zafran's thin cheek, fuming at Naina's palm full of longing.

"Dear Nai and Dad, Nai never hated Dad. Because Dad is Nai's Dad. Heals quickly, Dad. Nai kangen wants to play again with Dad," he said as he anchored his head on Zafran's frail shoulders.

Shaken by Zafran's cries, Naina wrapped her hands around her neck, tightly hugging the man who had been her father since she was born.

Hendra in the distance looked at the second day. May the prayers of the two children be addressed by the Powerful. Zafran got this from Him in the form of healing.

"Thank you, baby. Pray for Dad, yeah. I hope you get well soon. I want to play with Naina too. I want to play with you guys," said Zafran while relentlessly crying because of haru.

Naina nodded, she knew what Zafran was saying. It's okay to share Dad with other kids, isn't it? The important thing is that he is still his father.

Lita who was busy at the cashier table immediately panicked considering that Naina had not come from school even though her home hour had been missed. He asked his colleague for permission to go to school, worried that something might happen to his son.

"Yes, there's a spit!"

Lita tidied up the cashier's desk before running out. Walking hastily towards the highway, but her steps came to a halt when she saw Naina in someone's arms. The man who used to say was sick of seeing it. A man who doesn't care about him when he decides to leave.

Selfish men who are only selfish. If you remember all that, it feels like he does not want Naina to be there. However, for the sake of the child is also a time that may not be repeated, he tried to berlapang chest accept everything.

The little girl always asks 'when are we going to look at Dad, Mom?'. Almost every day since that clarifying video went viral on television. Naina's trust, which had been lost to Zafran, immediately returned and Lita could not resist. After all, Zafran is the male figure Naina knows as her father.

Lita's steps knocked on the streets, approaching their position to let go of longing. His eyes dewy almost crying, swept over him quickly before arriving near them.

"Mas Zafran!" reprimands vibrate.

Hearing her mother's voice, Naina took off her embrace. Staring at his manic, and descending from Zafran's lap. The man turned his head, his eyes full of regret as he cried out with Lita.

"Lita ...."