
" Nisa, Annisa, "the man muttered in disbelief as he continued to stare at Vira.
Vira sighed and said "Know, I am Elvira Khairunnisa not Annisa, " said Vira firmly.
The atmosphere immediately became tense because Vira showed her dislike as her self continued to be considered as Annisa. And, the man also began to regain control of himself then turned his face and closed his eyes tightly dispelling all memories with his wife who arrived just spinning in his mind.
" Come, we all sit down first, then I tell you why Vira's son is in our house, "said bu Citra invites everyone back to sit to eliminate the tense atmosphere.
Everyone nodded and sat on the sofa. Harsya thrashed asking to get down from her abi lap then ran and asked to sit on Vira's lap. Vira happily carried Harsya into her lap and gave a kiss on the top of Harsya's head and it did not go unnoticed.
" Son Vira, meet this mother's son, Harsya's abi, Gaishan Raffasya Hafis. And, Gaishan, this is Vira's son. Yesterday, when Vira prayed in the mosque, Harsya accidentally saw Nak Vira whose face was very similar to Nissa and then considered that Vira's son was his ummi. Mother and father had tried to make Harsya understand but Harsya still insisted that Vira's son was his ummi. Yesterday also Hasya asked Nak Vira to sleep here accompanying him but was rejected by Nak Vira because he did not want any neighbor gossip. So, in exchange for her every day Harsya asked to be delivered to school by son Vira and in the afternoon until the night before Harsya slept, Harsya asked her ummi to come to our house, " bu Citra terang.
" I'm Gaishan abi Harsya. Sorry, I was surprised when I saw you first and accidentally called you Nissa because your face is very similar to my late wife. And, I also apologize for my son's request that must have inconvenienced you, " said Gaishan introduced himself while looking at the face of Vira which is really very similar to the face of his wife.
" It's okay, introduce me to Vira, "reply with a flat tone of Vira and turn her eyes back to Harsya.
Gaishan looked at Vira and her son who looked very comfortable sitting on Vira's lap. He let out a heavy sigh and turned his gaze back to the other direction. He did not want to look at Vira for too long because he did not want to make Vira feel uncomfortable in such attention and most importantly he did not want to be an eye for himself.
" Mom, well, Gaishan excuse me for clean and then pray ashar because it was not time to pray on the way home, " pamit Gaishan then got up and walked towards his room after getting a reply from both of his parents.
Gaishan took a quick glance at Vira who was listening to her son's speech and seemed to not care about his presence there then looked straight ahead and continued his steps.
" Ummi, Harsya wants to eat fried chicken made by ummi, " said Harsya arrived.
" Eh, fried chicken?, "beo Vira and answered a nod of the head by Harsya.
Bu Citra rebuked Harsya for asking Vira a lot of things. He felt uneasy because it was already very troublesome Vira.
Vira turned her gaze from Harsya towards Citra bu "It's okay mom, I don't feel bothered with Harsya's request. Oh yeah, I still have chicken stock?, "asked Vira.
" Mom still has chicken stock in the fridge, son. But, let the mother who cook all cook for dinner all of us, " replied Citra ma'am.
" Harsya wants her ummi who cooks, Grandma, "harsya keukeh.
" Let me cook the ma'am, "muse Vira.
" Don't want to let mom alone, I don't want to bother Vira, "reject the fine image ma'am.
" I told you mom that I didn't feel bothered. I was even happy to be able to cook food for Harsya, "reply Vira smiled gently.
Because Vira continues to force, the end of his bu Citra assures and delivers Vira to go to the kitchen. Meanwhile, Harsya plays with her grandfather during Vira and bu Citra cooking in the kitchen.
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Gaishan went into the room and rushed to clean up and perform the ashar prayer. After the prayer and prayer, Gaishan again thought of Vira who inexplicably looked like her late wife. Are they twins? His answer was of course not because his late wife was a single daughter.
" O God, what kind of destiny do you want your servant to live. Servant leave all her to You and God willing I will walk with Ikhlas, "said Gaishan then took a deep breath and took her out slowly.
" Mommy is the same emm woman where is, well?, "asked Gaishan when he did not see his mother and Vira in the living room.
Mr. Ibrahim took his eyes off Harsya and looked at Gaishan who was standing in front of him and also Harsya with a frown.
" The woman has her name and her name is Vira. She was cooking food in the kitchen with your mother for all of us because of your son's request. Speak more politely, because he is willing to take his time for your son, "sad Mr. Ibrahim.
" I'm sorry well, it's not Gaishan's intention to be disrespectful. Gaishan just forgot what his name was. Gaishan was not at ease to call her by the name of Nissa, "gaishan said.
Mr. Ibrahim nodded then returned to play with Harsya. While Gaishan, he walked to the kitchen to get some drinking water because he was very thirsty.
Gaishan stops at the kitchen door when he sees his mother and Vira cooking, more precisely only Vira is cooking and his mother only accompanies Vira. He saw Vira was so skillful in cooking, as if he had become accustomed to kitchen utensils.
A faint smile was imprinted on Gaishan's lips as he looked at his mother's happy face and also looked so comfortable telling stories and occasionally laughing with Vira. Ahh, it's been a long time since he's seen his mother's happy face. The last time, he saw it was five years ago when Harsya was born into the world. However, the happy face was immediately replaced with sadness when he received news of the death of his one-year-old son-in-law due to heavy bleeding.
" Gaishan, why stand at the door? Here come in, what do you want?, "ask mom Citra when she accidentally sees Gaishan standing at the door.
Gaishan woke up from his daydream and then stepped his feet into the kitchen "Gaishan thirsty mom, come here to take drinking water. Just earlier when he wanted to go into the kitchen, Gaishan saw the same mother emm deck Vira was busy chatting. Gaishan was not pleasant to disturb, " replied Gaishan then took the empty glass that was in the cupboard and filled it with water from the dispenser.
Vira's heart beat very fast when she heard Gaishan calling her with the call 'Dek'. He held his chest with his right hand while his left hand he held it tightly.
" Why is my heart beating so fast like this just because he called me with the call 'Dek'?, "vita murmured inwardly.
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