MY LOVE ENDS WITH YOU

KAREN DADDY?

AUTHOR POV

 

Narita had still not moved from where he was standing at this moment. Even Karen who was observing Narita's face began to blabber incoherently. The boy's mischief had awakened him. He looked to the right and left and asked where the Little of Al-Aqsa was, but he only realized that now he was in the main house that incidentally here there was no one but someone who was needed to work. Even Drake is invisible.

Narita walked over and entered the room. She sat Karen in her bed, and then she started taking her cell phone out of her long pajamas pocket.

“Hallo, Na. What's up?” leni's voice is across there.

“Len, did in pavilliun 101 hear adzan Maghrib?” ask Narita to the point.

“Yes. Why?”

“As long as I work here, only this time I hear it. Do you know where Little of Al Aqsa is?”

“You work here already 3 months time still do not know every building here?”

“So vast and numerous buildings, all I know is the main house, pavilion 101, 102, 103.”

“Nie's father. Little of Al Aqsa is a unique building with a slightly open wall located in front when you from the main gate want to go to the main house, you will pass through the small building. Shaped like a mosque building in the middle east.”

“Owh, yes, I often see the building, but I never pass it because usually I go from the main gate directly to the back through the side road. OK. Thank you, Len. I'll take Karen there. Bye”

“Bye” Leni replied.

After that Narita entered the bathroom about to leave, he did not close the bathroom door because he wanted to keep an eye on Karen from the inside when he left her to leave. After taking a break, he immediately put on a mukena, carried Karen and walked out of the room. His steps quickly led to the place where Leni told him. He had previously gone into the kitchen to make Karen milk, just in case Karen was thirsty.

When she was in front of the building, Narita noticed a hint of entering the tiny building. It turns out there are 2 separate doors, the front side door is special for men while the rear side door is special for women. On the signboard, in addition to mentioning the procedures for entry, also the procedures when in it, and some rules according to Narita are procedures in general when we enter the mosque or mosque. Perhaps the notice board is more reserved for those who do not know that this is a place of worship for Muslims

Narita went into a room for women, and then he sat Karen on a thick carpet.

“Honey, sweet sitting here huh. The milk is drunk yes.” as if understanding the Narita language, Karen nodded her head.

Then Narita starts turning his phone into silent mode. Sayup-sayup she heard the conversation of the man in the front shaf. Narita does not know who they are because indeed between men and women are limited by an automatic barrier, which when it wants to be opened stay set by using a remote.

“Ehem,,ehem,,” Narita deliberately cleared his throat just to signal that he was in the female shaf section.

About 3 minutes later, Iqomah was heard. Now Narita is preparing to perform Maghrib prayers. There was a sense of happiness that he could not express, when all this time he felt alone carrying out his worship, now he can pray together in the house he just lived in, unceasing gratitude.

The Maghrib 3 rakaat prayer is over. Karen, whose child is less able to stay still, several times crawled and sat in front of Narita, sometimes lying down while holding her milk pacifier, and occasionally chattering, he said, so that makes the atmosphere of prayer khusuk sometimes a little haunted by hearing the funny voice.

Narita still spent some time reciting and praying. But considering that this time he did not want to take Karen outside for too long, he immediately picked her up and carried her. He planned to read the Qur’an early in the morning after the dawn prayer.

During the passing of several places, no one he had met. Narita is still curious, who was the same worship as him.

After entering Karen's room, she starts turning off the lights and takes Karen into her arms. Karen looks comfortable around Narita. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

After that, Narita, kissed Karen on the forehead and left her very quietly.

Narita is in his room. He immediately opened his phone and made a video call.

“Assalamu’alaikum Pak, Bu” greeted Narita when he had seen the faces of his father and mother filled the screen.

“Wa’alaikum greetings. Daffa, Dafina, this is the mother calling” mother answered him and then pointed her phone to Daffa and Dafina who were playing.

“Daffa, Darling Dafina, here's Mother Son. Your miss kangen. Darling, make a call to the camera dong Darling!”

“Hai, Dadadadadad” when the two boys faced Narita's camera immediately waved. But he was again disappointed because Daffa and Dafina seemed indifferent, he only glanced at Narita, then returned engrossed with his toys.

“Honey, what else to play?” ask Narita again. 

There was a meaningless chatter, but Narita was very happy to hear it. The feeling of kangen is very explosive, making him have to withstand the melt of tears that almost fell without permission. As strong as he held it, for the determination of his mother's father as well.

“Mother how are you?” Narita began to turn his attention to his father and mother.

“Alhamdullillah nduk, fine. How you doing?” answer me and he's back.

“Alhamdullillah, good too. Daffa and Dafina are troublesome sir?”

“Not troublesome at all, nduk. The more days the more pinter. More funny behavior.”

“Narita misses father, mother, Daffa, Dafina” Narita's eyes begin to feel more watery.

“Same nduk. Patient, you don't have much thought, we're here okay, you're there take good care of yourself. Don't forget the focus of the lecture” always the same father message when every day I contact them.

Narita video calls up to 1 hour. After that, he opened his laptop. He again struggled with his thesis and his professor's research. Time showed at 23:00, when Narita had closed the laptop, turned off the lights and was about to go to sleep, he heard Karen's door open from outside.

He just remembered that he had to turn on the speaker connected to Karen's room, so that when Karen suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and needed a friend, he could immediately find out and accompany her. His hands stretched out to grab the remote and turn on the speaker. Speaker mode is on.

Narita heard the voice of someone very reassuring, who seemed to love Karen so much. Narita did not mean to steal the listen but he did not want to hear it.

“Goodnight, Beautiful. How was your day? From your very quiet sleep, Daddy thinks you're very happy. Sorry baby, Daddy can't keep you company all the time. Geez, even in your sleep are you smiling, baby? What do you dream of? What about nanny Narita? Are you happy with her company? Daddy heard he loved you so much. Baby, Daddy hope you're always surrounded by an abundance of affection from the people around you. Daddy can only give you happiness this way. Hope you understand Daddy, honey. CUP”