I'm The One You Throw Out

The Day of the Waiting

The long-awaited weekend brings hope to everyone's heart. Zafran was waiting for his two angels. He did not know, but only hoped that the two children would come to meet him.

Zafran's eyes dewy when he remembered the old figure he had left to Hendra. Where did Hendra put his mother? He wanted to meet her, begging her for forgiveness. Because of him, the woman is now stroke is not able to do anything.

"Where's Mom? Why didn't Hendra ever tell me about Mom? I want to see Mom" how Zafran lirih.

He sat in a wheelchair facing the door, waiting for his hope to come bringing a little happiness to his lonely heart.

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At his home, two men of different ages have been preparing for their sportswear. Do not forget the shoes, and the ball that Rayan brought to complete their excitement that day.

Seira himself is busy making provisions for them to eat after being satisfied to play. Only in the form of bread stuffed into a bag of provisions.

"Well, are you ready yet? Rayan was leaving, going to the afternoon," asked Rayan to go to the kitchen to find her mother.

"Already, this ... where is Papah?" seira asked so he looked back and was about to give the box of supplies in his hand.

"Let me take it, brother," Biya sambar who had also prepared with his sportswear.

Seira smiled, he handed the box to Biya and followed them out. Fatih had been waiting for them outside, had just warmed up the car engine and was sitting on the terrace.

"Biya, take care of your brother from the caterpillars out there, yes." Seira's voice made Fatih giggle amusedly.

The man went up and came to the wife who was standing in the doorway. She always looks beautiful every day, Fatih is satisfied to have it because only she is a person who can enjoy the entire curves of the woman's body.

His sturdy hand pulled Seira's waist, tightening it until there was no distance left between them. The gaze of the man's eyes pierced within Seira's bead, sowing flowers on her already garden-like heart.

"Mas already has one caterpillar at home who always makes Mas gatel. The caterpillars on the outside are not comparable to the ones Mas had at home." Fatih tightened his circle of hands on his wife's waist.

The other hand touched Seira's cheek until it arrived at a reddish object whose sweetness made Fatih always addictive. Want again and again, and so on.

Seira lowered her eyes, staring at the chest of Fatih's field wrapped in a t-shirt. He dropped his head there, hiding a red pseudo that appeared on his face. Fatih kissed the crown of the wife, clutching it full of feelings before making a small distance.

"Stay home, don't go anywhere, ok?" remember the Fatih that Seira was hailing. He will not go anywhere, will remain at home waiting for their return.

"Fuck! It's not good!" reprimanding Rayan, his voice was loud enough to make Seira again blushed and Fatih hugged. The man ran and got into the car.

"You want to messraan look at the place. Be present, young man, "mom murmured while shaking his head.

"Well, his name is young. We are also, right, ever young," said Bi Sari continued the laughter of the two old women.

Seira let go of them, one more task that he has not yet completed. Bathing and feeding Fathiya that is growing more and more well.

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Elsewhere, Ida was bathing Mother with warm water. He is really painstaking, every curve of the body of the mother can not be separated from her touch. The old woman's stiff lips also formed a smile since waking up earlier.

Today I'm going to see my son, hopefully he's better than ever.

Mother's heart murmured painfully, imagining Zafran's condition the last time they met. Skinny dry and his face pale.

"What are you taking there? We'll buy it on the road. I think it's a fruit, yes, so that I can bribe Mom's son."

****

At their home, Naina is busy putting her school books into a bag. He wanted to show Zafran how smart his little girl was.

"Don't put it all in, baby. Later you will be heavy," said Lita who emerged from the kitchen with a box of supplies for Naina.

He would drive Naina to meet Zafran that day before going to work, and would pick her up again after work later.

"It's okay, Mom. Nai is strong, really, take him. Let me take a look at all the lessons Nai has learned" he replied with a big smile, revealing his partially dated teeth.

Lita shook her head, she grabbed the bag and held Naina's hand towards the highway. Waiting for an angkot who used to drive them home and away.

"Dad must be seneng if Nai in a smart school to learn. Nai will not make Dad disappointed, Nai wants to study diligently in order to make Dad happy with Mom," continued Naina while moving their hands that are linked.

Lita smiled, she looked down and looked at Naina's bead which was also looking up at her. Seeing a smile rise perfectly on Naina's beautiful face, making Lita's heart could not bear to separate her from Zafran. Although she chose to live alone, Lita would never forbid Naina from meeting her foster father.

He shone, illuminating the dark path of his life. Take him to a speck of light, to a more beautiful person. Naina's presence in Lita's life, like a rainbow that gives color on her journey. Every day changing, in joy and sorrow, Naina always brings laughter to her barren heart.

Whatever the little girl did, it always brought happiness to Lita's heart.

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Fatih arrived at the hospital parking lot, continuing to walk towards the guard table. Requesting permission to meet Zafran. By chance, Hendra had indeed been waiting. The doctor took them to the room where Zafran had been treated.

"Thank God you came, from this morning he kept sitting at the door waiting. Thanks, Sir. You have been willing to take the time to take Rayan to see her father," said Dr. Hendra gratefully.

Fatih smiled, he would not separate father and son. Even if he loves Rayan, but blood is still thicker than water.

"Well, how about it, right, they're father and son. I can't deny Rayan to meet her father, but if she's a mom .. I can't give her permission" Fatih said, smiling strangely as Hendra turned with a surprised and incredulous face.

Next he laughed awkwardly understanding Fatih's intentions.

"Yes, Sir. Who would want his wife to be in touch again with his ex. I'm not willing," said Hendra remembered Nisa at home.

Fatih nodded her head, satisfied with her answer. They arrived in front of Zafran's room. The man inside waited with his heart pounding as he heard the knock of a step in front of his room.

Hendra opened the door, and Rayan smiled as she saw her father sitting down to greet her.

"Dad!" The boy hugged Zafran, light and without weight.

Zafran's heart flowered, seeing his son come and even hugged him.

"Today Rayan wants to take Dad to the park, Rayan wants to play ball with Dad, same Papah too. I want to, don't you?" rayan said after taking off his embrace. His eyes sparkled, his face shone, making Zafran's heart glow.

Zafran nodded his head, accompanied by sister Kia they went to play in the park.

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Sorry, yes. Last night did not update because .. well, the body crumbled dimly like abis pounded one RT.

Thank you for always waiting and always supporting. A few more episodes will be out. Warm regards from the author. Long hug for all the brothers.