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Binar has just finished performing congregational prayers in the mosque. His mother had gone home because Binar had to talk to some of their neighbors first. Who inquired about Chan's state of having just had an accident.
“Nothing is Tea. Only the knees are the same as the blisters. His son is sleeping at home.” Answer the Bar to Sari.
“Yes geez. Chan is - there is. How could it be? How's the story?” Ask Sari who wants to learn more about the chronology of events.
“Yesterday back from school picked up my friend, Teh. Taken around for a while, right on the road, dragged by the same irresponsible car.” Obviously Binar again.
“So the car ran away?” Tanya Sari made sure.
“Iya, Tea.”
“Yes geez. The basic person is yes, do not have sympathy if abis hit. It was as if he had run away.” Sari became furious after hearing the story from Binar.
The bar is just a smile. Appreciate the sympathy shown by the sari. “Oudah if that's how I go first, Tea. Afraid Chan nyariin.” Pamit Binar's.
“OK, okay. Tomorrow I'm going to see Chan with Agung.”
“Iya, Tea. Thanks a lot, tea. Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Wa’alaikum greetings.”.
Binar and sari separate in front of the mosque to then go to their respective homes.
When he came out of the courtyard of the mosque, Binar frowned. He saw a man wearing black pants, and a blue dongker shirt, pacing in front of his house. The situation is very suspicious. Like thieves. The man kept an eye on the situation inside the Binar house whose door was still half open.
“Who to look for?”
The question of Binar surprised the man. He stopped his activity and turned to look at the voice questioning him.
Binar and the man were both surprised. I didn't expect to meet at that place.
“Mas Pam?” Ask Binar.
“Lho, Bin?” The last who is still trying to digest the situation looks Confused with the appearance of Binar.
“Ngapain Mas Pam here?” Ask Binar.
“What are you doing here?”
“I asked first, Mas.” Firmly Binar.
The unfinished ultimate with his shock, tried to get ahold of himself.
“I, again find this address.” He said by giving the address paper to Binar.
Binar's surprise grew when he read the address that was his home address. Questions began to appear in her mind.
“Why Mas Pam find this address?” Tanya Binar was suspicious.
“There's someone Ahrus I met.” Answer Pamungkas.
Wh who? Inner Binar. It's impossible if Pamungkas comes looking for him. Because the man still asked for the address even though they had met.
“This is my home, Mas.” Answer the Bar at the end.
The whole thing is getting surprised. At first he just wanted to confirm the address to Binar because they happened to meet here. It is very unexpected if the house at that address turns out to be the house where Binar lives.
Gone for a while. Instantly the sentences that he had neatly arranged on the trip froze somewhere. Questions started to appear in his head. His prejudice has now turned to doubt. Heaped his courage and hope.
“Mas?” Tanya Binar resuscitated the Pamungkas daydream. “Who Is Pam looking for?”
I just don't know how to answer it. Suddenly his tongue became a stick. This is not what he expected.
“Ehm, I..” Finally, I did not finish the sentence.
“Who Bin?” Rukayah's voice made Binar and Pamungkas turn his head.
Rukayah scrunched her forehead. He still remembers the face of the ultimate he met a few years ago. The face was already imprinted in Rukayah's memory with the title of the man who had already ruined her daughter's future. Of course he could not forget it so easily.
“Assalamu’laikum, Buk.” Say hello with a voice as friendly as possible. He knew that his impact in front of the Binar family was no good.
“Ehm..” He still seems hesitant to answer. Her chest rumbled wonderfully. Knees trembling.
It shouldn't be like this. It shouldn't be the Binar family he met. But why did they even appear before him? His courage collapsed. He looks like he's being played.
“Come, enter Mas. Chat inside aja.” Bring Binar. He knew that his mother was glancing sharply at the question.
“Still, Bin.”
“Case, Doctor Sir.” Finally Rukayah invited Pamungkas to enter his house.
With a feeling of reluctance that accumulates in his heart, Pamungkas follow the steps of Binar into his house.
“Please sit, Mas.”
“Still, Bin.”
Ustadz Syuhada who just finished praying, heard there were guests in his house. He then came out of his room with a limp step.
“Who, Buk?” Ustadz asked Shuhada to his wife.
“Assalamu’alaikum, Ustadz.” Pamungkas Sapa. He rose from his seat as Ustadz Shuhada approached him. Although they have never met, but Pamungkas often see it on tv. But what makes Pamungkas surprised is, the condition of Ustadz Syuhada which seems less good.
“Wa’alaikum greetings. Come, sit, sit.” Ustadz Syuhada allows friendly. “Who are you, huh? And what's the need to come here?” Ask Ustadz Syuhada without saying stale.
“I'm Ultimate, Ustadz.”
Hearing the name of the Ultimate, Ustadz Syuhada was a little surprised. He never knew what the whole thing looked like. But he knows that name very well.
“What do you need Pam?” Ustadz Shuhada repeated his question.
Before Pamungkas answer the question Ustadz Syuhada, Binar had already appeared first by bringing a glass of coffee to Pamungkas.
“Please drink first, Mas.” Binar.
Looking at the Confused Binar. Why is there only one drink.
“Daddy had a drink earlier, Mas.” Reply to Binar who knows the meaning of the ultimate gaze on him.
“Come, please drink.” Ustadz Syuhada.
Rukayah emerged from the kitchen and sat down beside her husband. While Binar went into his room to see Chan.
The boy is still asleep. So Binar came back to the guest room and sat down with them.
“Ehm, earlier I apologized to Ustadz and Ibuk, also Binar. Because I've been seeing you all night. My goal, first of all, is to sincerely apologize for the incident two years ago, in which I caused Binar to lose his job.” Finally started the conversation even though the atmosphere felt very awkward.
Everyone listened to the words solemnly. The pain of those bad memories reappeared in their respective minds.
“No need to be revealed again, Pam boy. It's all been happening. We've all been shaken. It was one of the tests of God to raise the degree of our faith.” Ustadz Shuhada answered with his wisdom. Makes the whole person feel ashamed.
He took a deep breath before continuing his sentence.
“And the second, sorry if I was presumptuous to ask this.” Finally back to breathing. Then I looked at Binar. “Sorry before, Bin. I'd like to ask you about your son. Is he your real son?”
Binar scrunched his forehead. He seemed offended by the question. “Why would Pam want to know about Chan?”
“I don't know where to start. But, there is a possibility that Chan is my son.”
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