Maze of Grief
CHAPTER 35
On the other hand, Aldita and his parents were crying to see the union of the little family. Slowly they left the living room unnoticed by Malik, Bina and Mina.
"Dad Mother sultry" said Mina when still squeezed in the arms of her parents.
"Sorry, baby, would you like to go for a walk, would your father be friends?" Bring Malik.
"Dad... Well... Dad..." Mina called Malik very sweetly. Bina was very familiar with the habits of her daughter. If Mina said sweetly like that, there must be something she wanted.
"Yes dear" Malik's heart warms to hear Mina calling him father.
"Well... I'm gonna eat a burger..." Mina gave a puppy-eyes look that made Malik powerless to refuse his request.
"Mina let you eat your burger son" Bina tried to subtly refuse her daughter's request.
"Well..." Mina called out to Malik with teary eyes.
"Mas don't be obeyed" Bina said with a shy look at Malik. But Malik remained muddled with his words. Malik's stubbornness is now down to Mina. Father and son are the same, thought Mina anxiously.
"Yes let's go eat a burger" Malik immediately held Mina before Bina protested again.
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Malik drove his car in the opposite direction of the fast food restaurant "Our mas is misguided?" Bina asked as she circulated a glance out the window.
"I have a surprise for you and Mina" said Malik but who was still focusing on driving.
The car they were riding in was now in the courtyard of the Orphanage of Eternal Love.
"Eternal Charity Orphanage" Bina spelled the name of the orphanage.
"Well, we're going to eat a burger" whinek Mina told Malik.
"Dad has a surprise for you and Mommy" Malik leads Bina and Mina into the orphanage.
A seven-year-old girl ran up to Malik and called out "Dad..."
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Bina's heart immediately ditched hearing the child calling Malik as Father.
If Bina chooses to keep the question over the treatment of the child to Malik other cases with Mina.
"HUAAHS.... That's my dad, who are you?" Mina sobs hard.
Malik grabbed Mina in his arms. Then he put his finger on Bina's finger.
"Mom Retno is there baby?" Ask Malik to the little boy. And the boy just nodded in embarrassment, maybe he wasn't feeling good about Bina and Mina.
The four of them went inside to see the orphanage manager.
"Assalamu Alaikum" Malik and Bina said as they entered the main door.
"Waalaikum Salam" replied a middle-aged lung woman named Retno.
"Let's sit down, Mr. Ma."
"Who is this kid?" Bina no longer held back her curiosity.
"Let Bu Retno explain it, Bin."
"Look, this child is Lestari Ghema Ibrahim. The familiar is called Ghema" explained Bu Retno.
"Ghema?"
"Yes Bin, combined with the names Ghea and Malik."
"Ja-di?"
"You are wrong Bin, his name is indeed a combination of my name and the name Ghea. But he's not my son and Ghea. You see him, can you see the resemblance of me and Ghea in him?"
"I feel like I'm no stranger to Mas's face" said Bina who stared fixedly at Ghema.
"He was a child who was abandoned from birth by his parents. And when Ghea and I were having regular visits here we immediately fell in love and gave him the name Ghema, though..." Malik hesitated to continue his words.
"Although when he was banished his parents had given him the name Arsi."
"Arsi?"
"Yes but Ghea and I did not agree because her parents no longer have rights over Ghema, they have thrown Ghema" Malik explained. But the view of Bina in no way separated from Ghema. The mother-of-one still thinks why Ghema's face is no stranger to her.
"Don't you mind if Ghema comes with us and Mina for a walk today?" Malik's great-grandson.
"Yes Mas, Mina also has a friend. Is that right, son?"
"Yes Mother" Mina hugged Malik tightly as if she did not want to be separated from her father.
"My mother let Ghema go for a walk" Pamit Malik told Ms Retno, and she allowed Ghema to leave.
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Malik is seen focusing on driving, with Bina sitting sweetly next to him. On the back bench, Ghema and Mina were both seated. The two little girls would occasionally steal a glance to stare at each other's faces.
"My name is Mina, what's your name?"
"My name is Ghema..."
The two of them could finally look at her with a smile. Not as stiff as a few minutes ago.
They had all arrived at one of the ready-to-eat restaurants. Without waiting for long they went in and ordered their own food. Ghema and Mina looked very happy, they were eating very voraciously.
"I got permission to go to the toilet right away" After getting permission from Malik Bina also passed to the toilet.
"Mina I borrowed your books and stationery well."
Without suspicion Mina also complied with the request of the father.
Malik tore the paper in Mina's book and wrote something down there. When he finished he grabbed his wallet, stuck 6000 stamps in there.
Thankfully Bina returned after Malik completed his secret mission.
After Bina sat back in her place, Malik handed the paper to Bina.
"Is this Mas? A letter?" Why use gini anyway just talk" Bina grumbled when receiving a letter proffered by Malik.
"That's not Bin's letter, but my proposal" Malik said with a clumsy smile.
"Where is the proposal from the gini paper?" The building is getting confused.
"Well, what is Bin?"
"No, you must know I'm Mas" asked Bina in full search of the man in front of her. Ghema and Mina are busy with their burgers.
Malik then took a deep breath and exhaled violently "That's my proposal to revert to being your husband. If you're willing to come back to accept me you can sign on the part that I've pasted the stamp. Write your name clearly and completely do not forget the date today as well."
Bina also laughed amusedly at Malik's words. Even a drop of tears fell scattering on his smooth cheeks.
"Sok a very romantic, like a movie dilan aja. Remember the age, we are old. I have two kids too."
"Two kids?" Now Malik again confused with Bina's speech.
Bina stroked Ghema's head affectionately "You've considered this child your son so let me also consider him my son."
"Thank you for receiving Ghema, Bina" Malik said.
"Bin, read the proposal" said Malik.
Bina unfolded the paper while laughing. And began to read every word contained in a piece of paper that he held.
Blessed is Sabrina Magfirah, soon the cloud of sorrow will come back against you.
*Happy Reading*
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