My House At the Edge of the Cliff

Chapter 28 The Future Plan

A week after the departure of Zahira Pras began to feel lonely, no more making him coffee or sulking because of trivial problems.

He never thought Zahira's departure would be so hard for him, the distance so far gathers more and more longing. Although several times Zahira called still it was not enough, it was the desire to feel even greater.

Likewise felt mother, after Zahira left almost every day mother came to see her grandson. Quite surprised also he saw Pras who apparently was quite good at taking care of baby girls, at least it was enough to make him calm.

The day changed and in the first month that Zahira sent some money to Pras it was the first time Pras' tears fell out of gratitude, in her unrelenting cries were so many thanks to Zahira.

In other countries, Zahira who received various compliments and thanksgiving also shed tears.

"This is all I can do for our little family, please use this money well. Please meet all of Anisa's needs, let her enjoy my efforts" she said.

"Sure deck, I'll go shopping. And one more thing you should know, from now on I promise to stop gambling! I'll take good care of Anisa! I won't waste your fight!" pras is sure.

How glad Zahira to hear the oath, behind his sacrifice who had to fight alone in the land of people. Far from the beloved children and families apparently give their own wisdom, thanksgiving he never stopped to the Creator who has arranged everything very well.

The promise was really Prefulfilled, there was only Anisa who filled her life. Being a never-ending activity, when it was time for Zahira to send money then on that day she would take Anisa to go shopping.

When the moon changed months with Zahira's salary, Pras finally managed to buy a simple house, he photographed the building and sent it to Zahira.

With a small description that the simple house will be restored to be a magnificent palace, a place that is ready to welcome the real queen.

One by one future plans began to be written, every time there was an opportunity to chat they would discuss the topic of future plans.

Starting from the house that Pras bought and the future of their daughter Anisa, there are many things that Zahira wants to do with her small family. So it has been decided Zahira will work a few more years to raise money, after it is felt enough he will go home and make a new business with Pras.

Bringing the plan in either Pras or Zahira are both in control of their respective tasks, everything goes perfectly.

Like a stone without a rift, the desire that is increasingly swollen is not destructive but erodes on a perfect tip until the desired shape is created.

While time goes on, without feeling Anisa is now even one year old. A time worth celebrating, Pras arranged a small but lavish party just for his little daughter.

A large family was present at the moment including the mother, some close friends were present except Zahira who could only pray from afar.

"Let Anisa down first, she must be tired!" said Dian.

"Good ma'am," said Pras according to.

Immediately he took Anisa to the room, put her to bed before later taking care of the house.

The work apparently took a lot of time, until tired Pras made it. Lucky with the help of Dian at least Pras could finish it a little faster, he also got a cup of coffee to refresh himself.

"Aaahh.. Mother-made coffee is delicious! I haven't drank it in a long time" Pras said after sipping.

As a mother Dian really understands what her son is feeling, she also understands what Pras needs.

"How are your friends? are they okay?" tanyakanya.

"Let's go ma'am, I haven't called them in a long time."

"Then ask! sometimes you also have to go out," said Dian.

"Well, it's like that, but what about Anisa?" ask Pras.

"There is a mother! let me take care of Anisa while you go out. Don't just focus on one thing, you also need to socialize!" sahut Dian's.

Pras just smiled, indeed since Zahira left he felt that taking care of Anisa was the main task. A task that he could not miss even for a moment, although sometimes he also felt tired and bored but immediately the feeling disappeared if he remembered Zahira's struggle to support them.

"You also need entertainment, especially as a man it feels very inappropriate if you continue to guard the house like a maid. Remember you have Pras' pride! any more ibukan?" dian was convincing.

"Thank you ma'am, I'll take Anisa!" sahut Pras's.

Dian nodded, pleased to see Pras giving confidence to him after a long time he was busy with his own family.