I'm The One You Throw Out

A Precious Name

"Darling, Mas has a reunion at the restaurant. You're coming, yeah. They all brought their partners. We're just a day, okay."

Fatih seduced Seira that night, since their move Seira had not yet come to the restaurant. There is always a reason to leave, but she is reluctant to be in one city with her ex-husband.

However, this time it seems Seira will obey the wishes of the husband. He smiled, dropping his head on the shoulder of Fatih who was leaning on the head of the bed. His hand automatically coiled around embracing Seira.

"Yes, Mas. I haven't looked at Mom for a long time either. All right, yeah, we're going there." Seira looked up with a smile.

One kiss he received affectionately from the man who showered him with happiness. The two dissolve in the warmth of a beautifully intertwined love. Seira must prepare her heart to return to the city. He was still worried even though Zafran was in prison.

*****

"Mom, do we want to see Grandpa with Grandma? Rayan wanted to buy flowers for them," the boy asked as he wagged the two legs hanging from the bed.

Seira smiled, glancing briefly at her son who was waiting for an answer. While his hands were busy fixing Rayan's things they would carry.

"Yes, honey. We'll make a pilgrimage to Grandma's grave with Grandpa. Mamah also misses them," Seira replied as she moved on after finishing her work.

He approached Rayan and kissed her on the forehead, lowered the child from the bed, leading her to meet Fatih who was waiting in the front room.

"Fuck!"

Rayan removed her hand from Seira and ran towards Fatih. No hesitate to jump into the lap of the man who became a father, he continued, making Fatih complain. The boy laughed loosely as a tingling sensation assaulted his waist.

"Udah, no. Don't be tickled later Grandma's grandchildren won't eat." Mother prevents Fatih's hand from tickling Rayan.

The boy's laughter came to a halt, his breathing roaring heavily, but a sense of happiness clearly emanated on the faces of the two. The smile on everyone's lips rose perfectly, the hearts of the two old women in their home also felt warmth.

No need to worry about their future, Fatih and Seira will definitely be happy and can get through every problem well.

"We're going, Mom. Maybe it will stay there just one week," said fatih to Mother.

"Yes, Son. It's okay, the important thing is that you're all healthy" Mother replied as she rubbed Fatih's head kissing the back of her hand.

They say goodbye to everyone, Biya pursed her unhappy lips. He will be lonely this weekend because Rayan stayed overnight.

"Don't be sad, Aunty. Rayan was not there long. Later Aunty can follow, we play in the mall again, yes," said Rayan while holding Biya's hand and shaking it.

The girl still pouted, but pulled the boy's body into an embrace. Not yet separated, longing had already gathered in his heart.

"Yes, Deck. Later go there, yes," said Seira also calm Biya's heart.

The house will be quiet for the next few days. There were no laughs and babbles from Rayan that they would hear. Surely longing will accumulate and become heavy.

*****

At the restaurant, they are welcomed by all employees, especially Jago who is enthusiastic about the arrival of the employer. The man wanted to introduce his son to them. To be able to make friends and take care of each other.

A room was transformed into a room for them to occupy for a while this time. Because their house has been sold, so they will stay in the restaurant while there. It's okay, after all Seira doesn't mind at all.

"You guys take a break first, yeah." Fatih took them to the room and helped Seira compile the items.

"Where are you going?" ask Rayan.

"Father want to meet first Om Gilang, Rayan same Mamah here aja, yes." Fatih rubbed Rayan's head and helped her lie down. He kissed the boy's forehead, alternating with Seira before going to see Gilang.

Seira lay down at Rayan's side, hugging her body warmly. Falling asleep together after being tired on the way. Seira rubbed his enlarged stomach while reciting sholawat in his heart until he fell asleep in the dreamland caress.

While Fatih met Gilang in his room, talking about the development of the restaurant and all the obstacles that exist.

Fatih sighed in relief after hearing Gilang's report. There is no significant problem experienced by restaurants because even though many new restaurants are standing, their customers still come and enjoy the food there.

"Dad, come on, hurry! He said he wanted to know me as Rayan. I can't wait, Dad."

The voice of the little boy that sounded outside stopped Fatih's footsteps who had just walked out of Gilang's room. He glanced with his shrunken forehead, looking for the owner of the shrill voice that shrieked high outside.

"Yes, honey, wait a minute. Maybe Den Rayan's taking a break now."

Fatih smiled as she recognized the voice. He's a Jago, and the boy's voice must be a Jago's. He took his steps out to meet them.

There, a little girl was tugging at Jago's hand and invited him into the restaurant. Fatih waved a hand calling them.

"Mr. Sorry, this is my son making a fuss," said Jago unsavory.

"It's okay. Right here! Um want acquaintance," call Fatih.

The little girl let go of her hand and ran in front of Fatih. He smiled brightly, looking fresh and excited despite the sweat flooding his face, and his breathing was wheezing.

"Who's the name of this beautiful child?" he asked while rubbing the child's hands.

"Maharani, Um. Call me Rani" he said.

Fatih's eyebrows are linked, the name is an extension of his wife's name. Suspicion comes to the heart, staring at Jago unhappy. Something is going on between them.

However, suddenly, a young mother came while running hastily toward the child.

"Know! Sorry, Mister. Forgive my son" he said, feeling bad.

"Why? His name ... explain what you mean, Dirman?" Slowly, but stabbing. He remembered very well at the meeting between the two of them at that time. Oh, Practice misunderstanding.

"Sir, sorry, no offense. That name is my love because I really admire Non Sei, and I want my child to be able to have good qualities like Non Sei. Don't misunderstand me, sir." The woman interrupted quickly. Staring uneasily at everyone.

Fatih memicing, did not want to directly believe his words just like that.

"Sir, please don't misunderstand me. I could have sworn that my words were not a lie, but if you don't like me change my son's name, sir." The woman explained with a tremble.

He glanced at Jago, there was guilt in his heart for pinning Seira's long name on his son. Actually, it doesn't matter. The problem is, Seira and Jago have been involved in the past. And Fatih doesn't know what they've been through in the past.

"But, Mum. I like that name." The boy whined as he turned to Fatih, "Om, that's okay, right, I use that name. I liked. Mother said, the master of the Father was a good person, and his name was the same as my name. Mom wanted me to be like her good, helpful, and helpful," he continued to make Fatih's heart full.

He looked at Jago, the man looked bad. His wife was agitated by guilt. He smiled, then looked at the little girl.

"Yes, it's okay. Sorry Om, yes. I misunderstood. You can use that name, but don't abuse it, yeah." Fatih smiled, the little girl nodded steadily. Misunderstanding is not too long.