Lord, Accept My Repentance
Attend At His Special Event
A week later, Bagas and his friends are on a police search mission.
Nazwa's father reported the incident directly so that Bagas and his friends get the punishment they deserve.
"Honey .. we go to Farhan's school, yuk! He's graduating now," persuaded Mama Farhan while stroking Nazwa's black mane.
The woman was sitting on the bed looking at the window with a blank look.
Nazwa has been taken to a psychologist. He refused, inevitably Nazwa's father told the psychologist to come to Farhan's residence.
Initially, Nazwa's father intended to bring his son back to their home. However, Nazwa refused and shouted that he did not want to stay with his father.
The Farhan family did not forbid. In fact, it's better, isn't it? They could present the best psychologist or maybe bring Nazwa to a more powerful overseas psychologist.
"Don't want Ma, I'm here. Mama's gone" said Nazwa, turning to Mama Farhan.
The middle-aged woman sighed and looked forward as well, although Nazwa was traumatized but lucky she was still able to do teaching-learning activities.
Although, it must be with a slower and gentler sentence so that he does not feel depressed let alone angry.
"You know? You can't keep going like this, keep quiet without doing anything. Mama misses the old Nazwa.
Nazwa helped Mama do whatever it was, Nazwa who would always argue with Farhan.
Maybe, now Farhan is not just waiting for the presence of Mama or Bang Rangga. But, he is also waiting for your presence," said Mama Farhan who made Nazwa look at the woman with a smile.
"What is he doing waiting for me Ma? I'm an untrue woman, I have many sins" Nazwa said to himself.
Mama Farhan quickly shook her head and shook her hand, "Son, you are completely innocent of that. If you are willing to willingly, then your name is sin."
Nazwa was silent, he looked back to the front. Mama Farhan got up and left long enough.
He came back and put a veil on Nazwa's head, "If a woman wants to be respected and respected by men. So, he must keep his aura so as not to make men interested in the curves of his body.
That doesn't mean that good men don't exist anymore. However, it's Satan's job to seduce, right?
She could have been a good tease to do evil if the situation was right and right," Mama Farhan smiled at Nazwa.
Nazwa opened the veil, "Nazwa wants to come, but don't wear this. Nazwa is not ready yet" Nazwa said, staring at Mama Farhan.
The woman, smiling happily and nodding her head, "Father, dear. May Allah guide you immediately to close the law to guard yourself from men who want to do evil to you. Mama wait in front, yeah, same Bang Rangga."
Mama Farhan came out and kissed Nazwa's forehead first before completely leaving the woman.
"Where's Ma? She wanna come?" asked Rangga who had been waiting on the sofa from earlier. Rangga was a little worried because indeed since returning from Nazwa hospital never again out of the house.
Until the boss of the owner of the cafe where he worked until he came home to ask the news of the woman.
With a smile, Mama Farhan nodded happily and sat down beside Rangga. Rangga smiled getting such an answer.
About 10 minutes later, Nazwa came out of his room with the backpack he was carrying. Wear loose pants and long sleeves.
The hair is tied and the face is polished a little powder, indeed the woman is beautiful from birth and congenital from her mother.
Even though it is ordinary style, in fact, its appearance looks so beautiful. Mama and Rangga looked up at the stopped Nazwa.
Mama Farhan holds Nazwa's waist and walks together out of the house to Farhan school or Nazwa school first.
At exactly 10 a.m., they arrived at school. There are flower boards, performances are also music and photographers.
The school is indeed every year will make an event like this, of course from the money of school children who will graduate.
"Where's Farhan, huh?" mama asked clingak-clinguk to find Farhan's whereabouts.
"We go to the tent aja Ma, like it is a bench for guardians and parents of students, deh," pointed Rangga.
"Jude, yuk, we're going there!" take Mama with Nazwa who just shut up and follow.
They were sitting on an empty bench in the tent, Mama was still busy looking for where Farhan was.
The ringing sound of Nazwa's cell phone shifted Mama and Rangga's focus towards the woman who was in their midst.
"Hello?" tanya Nazwa raised the call that was still in the eyes of Mama and Rangga.
" ... "
"Oh, good sir. Shortly," Nazwa breaks off the call and puts the phone into a bag intending to get up from the bench.
"Eh-uh! Where are you going?" mama Farhan asked to intercept Nazwa by holding the woman's hand.
"Nazwa mesen something and already came his goods in front there Ma," said Nazwa staring at Mama.
"Let Abang alone take his goods," cut Rangga stood up from his seat.
"Oh, okay. This is Bang's money." Nazwa intends to take the wallet that is still in his backpack.
"Udah, don't do it. Let Abang just pay," prevent Rangga and go from the seat to the front of the school.
Nazwa stared at the back that was getting away, he again dropped his body weight on the plastic bench.
Shortly after Rangga's departure, Mama and Nazwa were telling stories. Rangga came to see them.
"Wah ... child tile Mama from where aja, anyway?" mama asked looking at Farhan who was sitting next to Nazwa.
"There was this picture in Ma's class" Farhan said, staring at Nazwa. Nazwa who saw Farhan looking at him so strangely immediately lowered his gaze.
"God! What is so about Nazwa?" scold Mama with ketus.
"Hahaha, not papa Ma. Glad that he wanted to come to this event," said Farhan smiling glimpsed by Nazwa at a glance.
"To all the students who graduated today, welcome to the hall immediately!" the MC's word to Farhan was also that of another student.
"Tuh, denger! Sana," throw Mama out and make Farhan rise.
"Let's take a photo, yeah, Ma. Jagain Nazwa Ma," Farhan's pinta made Nazwa look up at the man who now had an easy smile towards him.
He blinked his eyes at Nazwa as he stared at the woman, the corner of Nazwa's lips curled due to Farhan's behavior.
