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Millions of prejudices appear in the mind of the ultimate. He must immediately connect the red thread before starting the core purpose of his arrival.


First, he convinced himself that Binar had never been married. At least, he had never heard the news that Binar was married.


So who is Chan? It's possible that Chan wasn't the son of Binar.


He could conclude when he remembered something. In the past, Binar seemed very offended when he asked if Binar was married and had children. Now he can guess why Binar is sensitive to that question.


This is all still her guess. But somehow Pamungkas feel very confident about it.


“I don't know where to start. But, there is a possibility that Chan is my son.”


Like a lightning bolt when the day is bright, the final sentence sounded buzzing in the eardrum of Binar.


“What do you mean Pam said that?” Binar asked with a face that clearly showed that she was very offended. Don't like.


“What does that mean with Chan is his son Mr Doctor?” Rukayah asked. He was also surprised amazingly.


“Please explain to us, Son Pam. So that we do not prejudice to Nak Pamungkas.” Ustadz Syuhada.


“I'm sorry to hear, Ustadz, Ibuk, Binar. All this time, I was looking for my son. In the past, a few days after giving birth, my ex-wife threw away our baby for a reason I can't explain. Because of such a deep trauma, my ex-wife doesn't remember where she put the baby. And today, God showed it to my ex-wife. He remembered where he had put the baby, and asked the people who were there. And they told us that there was a family taking care of our son, but that the family had moved. So they just gave an address to my ex-wife, and my ex-wife gave me that address. That's why I came to make sure of that, Ustadz.”


Binar's chest hurt to hear the ultimate explanation. Not because suddenly the man came and recognized Chan as his son. But what makes Binar angry is how much a mother can throw her newborn baby away. A baby born from a valid marriage.


Binar did not know what the problem that makes the former wife Pamungkas, who is none other than Reanty, until the heart threw out its own flesh and blood. No matter what the case may be, is not God always present to listen to the complaints of his servants? So that his servant avoids such cruel acts.


“If it has been thrown away, yes already. Why are we looking for it again?” Ask Rukayah in a slightly taut tone. He cannot control his emotions.


“Buk..” Ustadz Shuhada commemorates his wife.


“Astaghfirullah hal adzim.” Call Rukayah lirih. He rubbed his chest while closing his eyes. Realizing his mistake had spoken harshly to his guests.


“Nak Pam's. It's true that Chan wasn't our daughter's real son. And as Pam said, we took care of Chan after someone left Chan in front of our house. We will not deny that. But if I may give advice, should not be clarified first? Is it true that Chan is the son of the last son. We don't doubt the story of Pam's son. We just want to make sure. Hope Nak Lastly understands.” Ustadz Syuhada tried to take the middle ground for the situation.


“Then from that, I want to ask permission to do a DNA test to Chan.” Came on very carefully.


The sobs of Binar stopped the conversation. Ustadz Syuhada, Rukayah, and Pamungkas, suddenly look at Binar who was down with tears that kept hatching free his hijab.


“Nduk..” Lirih Rukayah who immediately moved sat next to her daughter. Swiping the back of the light to calm him down.


Getting such treatment, Binar immediately poured into his mother's arms. It hurts her heart when someone else wants to take Chan away from her.


She was not the mother who gave birth to Chan, but her affection for Chan was much more sincere. Chan is his love. Chan was everything to him. He was not willing to give Chan to Pamungkas or whoever claimed to be the biological parents of his son.


No. gabe. He's very unwilling.


“Sabar, Nduk..” Rukayah tried to calm her daughter down. Although in fact it is most know what genuine love Binar for Chan.


“I'm sorry, Bin. I didn't expect it at all.” Pamungkas.


After that, no one spoke. All dissolved in the sobs of Binar. There is a bad taste in my heart. Who would have thought that the bond of fate between him and Binar was not over.


Allah gave a great surprise to the Last and the Binar. I don't know what all that disinclination means. Clearly, the fate of the encounter continues to revolve between them.


The mash tries to calm down. He tried to stop her crying. And after successfully controlling himself, he withdrew from Rukayah's embrace, rubbed his tears with his palm, then rose from his seat and walked into the bathroom.


Not long after, Binar returned with Chan's toothbrush. He had even wrapped the toothbrush in plastic.


He was confused when Binar thrust the toothbrush at him with a strange look. Between anger, and sadness.


Slowly grabbing the toothbrush. Still with a Confused expression because Binar still did not say a word.


“Please be assured, Mas. But I still hope that Chan isn't your son. Sorry if I expected something selfish.”


After saying that, Binar immediately went and went into his room. There, she cried silently as she hugged Chan. The boy did not feel disturbed even though his head was hit by a tear drop of Binar.


“I'm sorry, Mr. Ustadz.” Said Endungkas while lowering his head because he really felt bad. But he also missed his son a lot.


“No need to apologize, Last Child. All of this has become God's plan. We just go with sincerity and do our best.”


“Thanks, Mr. Ustadz. Then excuse me. Later I will come back after the test results come out.” Pamit Pamungkas's.


“Iya, please.”


“Assalamu’alaikum.”.


“Wa’alaikum greetings.”.


He left the house with mixed feelings. Focus on driving the car home.


He was still thinking, why his life was always struggling with Binar. Why is it that there are always unexpected events that come back to make him deal with the girl.


But in the corner of his little heart, he felt relieved. Because this time, God really connected him with Binar through his son. A relationship that doesn't seem to end just like that.


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