Mr. Ustadz I Love You

Go away

Morning as usual Rafan was preparing to go to the office. Rafan stands facing the mirror to put a tie on. The movement of his hand shrewdly twist inserting the tie until it looks neat. Rafan looked at his reflection in the mirror, seeing Ara smiling at him.

Mas ! Wanna wear which shirt !

Take a shower dong !

Oh, and ! I was waiting for my mom downstairs. Mas ! Yes, not again, last night.

Rafan smiled a little reminiscent of the atmosphere of his morning which used to be filled with Ara's nagging. He rubbed his face rough, trying to throw away all the good memories of his.

Rafan passed the dining table where his family was having breakfast, and Hana was there.

"Rafan, breakfast first !" exclamation Baras.

"Breakfast in the office." he said.

"Rafan stop !" Herman's call stopped his steps and turned around to see Herman.

"Sit down and eat your breakfast, there's something Grandpa wants to talk about" Herman said.

"Grandfather has taken care of your divorce papers, Grandpa's secretary will deliver them to you." continued Herman.

"Thank you cake."Sahut Rafan eating his breakfast.

"And for your marriage to Hana, Grandpa will prepare everything" Herman smiled meaningfully at Hana.

"It doesn't need to be that fast, Cake. Can we postpone it until I'm ready."

"No, can't. Grandpa's death can't be delayed by Rafan ! remember that !"

Brakkkk

Rafan kicked down the dining table with his strength. "Enough Cake ! Don't play with death ! Can't Grandpa don't threaten me with Grandpa's death !"

Rafan left the dining table, ignoring the calls of Laras and Fadil.

"Pa, please don't force Rafan. Give him time, Fadil sure Rafan certainly can not forget Ara. Please understand for Rafan." pinta Fadil.

"All of you are the same ! No one cares about my age !"

Herman left the dining table, followed by Rafan behind.

*****

"Armghh !" Rafan hit the steering wheel of his car. Expressed his frustration at the inanimate thing.

His mind was in a frenzy, with high speed Rafan drove his car to the office.

Rafan looks at the divorce deed on his desk. Secretary Herman gave it to him earlier. His hand grabbed the white envelope and read it. Rafan squeezes the end of the paper in his handle. An annoyance and regret filled his chest cavity. He closed his eyes, leaning his body in search of tranquility there.

"Don, I'll be in the room for a minute."

Tut Rafan immediately turned off the phone without waiting for a response from the person he called.

"Sad, it's a big boss's grandson, if I don't fire you!" snarl someone across there.

*****

Rafan has arrived at the airport with Doni.

"Thank you for taking me Don, go home. Don't tell anyone about my departure." Rafan patted Doni on the shoulder and passed away.

"Where's Rafan ? why hasn't he come home yet ?" said Laras worriedly.

"Maybe he's overtime ma."

"But not usually Pa. It's past the usual hour she's home." The barreled pacing in front of Fadil.

"Hopefully Pa."

The roar of Herman's car engine was heard. Before long Herman appeared alone, no Rafan and the secretary who usually accompanied.

"What's up ? why do you guys look panicked ?" herman asked, seeing the strange gurgle of Laras.

"Papa went home alone." asked Fadil.

"As you can see, my secretary has family affairs. What's the matter exactly ?"

"Em, actually Rafan hasn't returned to Pa's house yet."

"Huh. Where else is the boy ? Ah let it go. Maybe he has some business."

"Yes Pa."

"Yes already. You just rest, Papa wants to rest." said Herman then left Fadil and Laras.

Laras and Fadil simultaneously moved from his seat, walking towards the bedroom.

"Pa, Mama try Rafan's phone first huh ?"

"Yes ma."

Laras tries to call Rafan's number and connects.

Laras : Assalamualaikum Rafan, where are you son ? Mom is equally worried Papa knows !

Rafan: Waalaikumsalam, sorry Rafan Ma. Rafan forgot to say goodbye to Mama.

Barrel : Pamitan ! Where are you going, Fan ? don't worry Mama.

Rafan: Mama just calm down, Rafan went to Sumatra to Uncle Budi's place.

Barrel : What ! Sumatra ! Uncle Budi ! Why are you there, Fan !

Rafan: Rafan has business here. Mom is calm. Rafan is back tomorrow. Rafan wants to rest first Ma. Assalamualaikum says.

Laras: Wait for Rafan to explain to Mama, why are you there ! Rafan ! Rafan !

Tut-tut

Phone connection disconnected. Baras prancing upset Rafan did not answer Laras' call.

"Mama why ?" ask Fadil who just came out of the bathroom.

"Rafan Pa's. He didn't come home because he went to Mas Budi's place."

"What ! Budi ! Why did Rafan go there !"

"Mama doesn't know either. Mama asked Rafan. Uh, even on his phone."

Fadil sat himself on the edge of the bed, trying to see what Rafan was doing in his best friend's place.

"Bas based on a bad boy ! On the phone even in matiin continue." Laras throws his phone into the bed in annoyance.

"Please Ma, maybe Rafan has some important business there."

"Yes Pa. But if Papa Herman finds out, Rafan must be pissed off."

"Sstt, it's quiet. Don't tell Papa, we know enough. Just believe Rafan." Laras nodded in understanding with what her husband said.

Hi my dear reader, sorry yesterday not up. At home again there is an event, so very busy, Sorry yes 🙏.