My Love is Wrong Room

Chapters 16. Losing a Precious Moment

With a feeling of laziness Adam came down from the bed, then took a towel folded neatly next to his feet along with a change of clothes that the wife had prepared. He stepped into the bathroom.

Not opening your eyes doesn't mean Adam didn't hear what Rara said. Of course he knew, if the magrib himself was still sleeping mama would definitely nag and get angry, of course it would make him embarrassed if he was scolded by parents in front of his son, Ali.

After finishing the bath and changing into a plain white T-shirt paired with short cream-colored Chino pants, Adam walked to the kitchen where the wife was.

"Ra, mas make tea and go between to the back table!" His ink on Rara who was immediately answered by the nod by his wife.

Not long after Adam dropped his body on the chair on the back porch, Rara came carrying a small tray containing a cup of tea not a small jar of pastries, which is always available setoknya at home for friends to drink tea or coffee.

"Where are you?" Adam asked the wife who was serving tea to his beloved husband.

"There, it was playing with Rangga," said Rara while looking left right to find where her son was.

"Maybe it's on the front page now, because I was with them to play the remote car" Rara explained, as she did not see Ali in the back of the house.

Just as Rara finished talking, there was already the voice of the person they were looking for from the side yard of the house. Composed of two bodies of different age men who are cool playing remote car races in joked jokes and laughter from both.

Seen by Adam, Ali beat Rangga's shoulder with annoyance because his car bolsters due to being hit by a car Rangga smaller body.

"Ah, um that's a sneaky play. Cook my car in a roll," commented Ali did not accept.

"The name is also a race boy, will use a way to win."

"But it's not rolling the car, either" Ali pouted funnyly

Rangga chuckled.

"Now I want us to change cars. Wear this one."

Ali handed over the remote control of his off-road car to Rangga, and instead Rangga gave up the remote control of his Ferrari car to Ali.

"Start racing again, huh?" Pinta Rara's.

"Wait, wait boy, wait," pinta Rangga on the ponakan.

"What else is it?"

"It looks like om playinya efia deh, because it bertar again want magrib so om disperse aja, do not participate in the race," said Rangga who immediately got a tantrum from his nephew because he felt in the work by the Oom.

The two dear Adam ended up chasing each other in the backyard while laughing.

Adam saw it. He realized that his son was growing up now. There is a feeling of a little regret in the heart because it has lost many precious moments when the flower body of the baby.

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Adhan magrib roared, heard from the mosque to the mosque. Likewise from the mosque which is not far from the house of the papa. Ali and Rangga who were originally playing also stopped the action. The two ran towards the water faucet that was behind the house to take ablution.

Not to forget, it was also done while playing water, so as to make the clothes and body of his son drenched due to the actions of Rangga which implied water to the ponakan, and vice versa, Ali also did not want to lose, he replied to Rangga's actions. Then the little boy ran away from the faucet before getting flushed by Rangga again.

"Mrs....!" Shouted Ali calling Rara as soon as she entered the kitchen door.

Rara who just put a vegetable plate on the dining table immediately looked at the son,

"Geez Ali, why are your clothes all wet, son?" Rara asked in surprise to see her son.

"Om Rangga who flush me ma," the boy.

"Yes there to the room, change clothes and go to the mosque. You can get your own clothes, right?" Ask Rara.

Ali said, "ma can."

"Printer boy," Rara rubbed her son's head slowly, then let the little boy run inside them.

But only a few moments have Ali's voice heard again.

"Mama!"

Shouted Ali from the room calling the mama in the kitchen, "the shirt is not there," the boy argued.

Make the original Adam sit down, so stand up to meet his son.

"What's wrong?" Ask Ali.

"Ali wants to go to the mosque just like Rangga, pa. But the clothes don't exist."

The boy complained to Adam who was now standing next to him.

Adam took Koko's clothes from the wardrobe and handed them to Ali.

"This is your shirt."

"It's not this pa" Ali refused.

"Where will the shirt go?"

"Koko Ali's clothes are white."

Adam returns Koko's gray clothes that he holds to the closet, then takes her son's white Koko shirt.

"It."

"Not pa, who's long-sleeved," Rejected again.

Then the boy went to the door, opened the door, turned his head out and shouted,

"Mama...which new Koko Ali dress?" Ask Rara who is still outside the room.

Not long after Rara came, went into the room and approached them. Looking for clothes at his son's request from the closet.

When Rara was busy looking for the shirt, Ali had pulled her black sheath from another pile of clothes, making the clothes in the closet become messy.

"Mama's school, Ali wants to wear a sarong too. Said Rangga we should be uniform, "Omel the son to the mother.

"Here let the father wear his scabbard" Pinta Adam told Ali, asking the little boy to approach him.

"Indeed Ali's got a long-sleeved white Koko suit, Ra?" Adam asked, while his hands remained actively wearing gloves on his son's small body.

You see, as he remembers, Ali's white Koko shirt is short-sleeved and Koko's long gray color. It was as if it was the clothes of both of them.

"There was a mas, Rangga who bought it yesterday. As a birthday present for Ali. Complete with sarongs and pecans. But I forgot to put it down, either here or there," said Rara while continuing to search for her son's clothes.

"Take this shirt first. The clothes from om Rangga mama forgot to put down," said Rara while showing the short-sleeved white Koko clothes that Adam had given.

"Wouldn't. Ali wants clothes from Rangga, mama. We want a uniform to his mosque" the boy protested, stubbornly resembling Adam.

Rara, opened Adam's two-door hanging cabinet and then sorted through the clothes that were there.

"Here we meet!" He said happily, while opening all the buttons and wearing it to Ali's small body.

After picking up the white peci on the nightstand, Ali said goodbye to Rara and Adam, kissing their hands alternately then the boy ran out of the room.

"Om.. Come on, come on, the priest will come!" Shouted Ali while knocking on the door of Rangga's room, which was right next to Adam's room.

Adam was surprised to see his son who was very chatty, unlike him when he was a child who said mama kalem.

Ali's nature is very different from Adam who is more inclined to be quiet. Ali was very friendly and carefree. His son is also active similar to Rangga's behavior which Adam thinks is very annoying.

Which shows if Ali's son is the face of the boy who is a photocopy of Adam's face as a child, just a difference of eyes. Ali's eyes were round as clear as Rara's.

Rangga came out of the room and immediately grabbed the hand of the six-year-old boy. Their appearance is the same, long-sleeved white Koko clothes combined with black and white peci gloves.

The two joined hands to the metic motorcycle owned by Mama Eka parked on the front porch. Then go to the mosque which is less than 200 m away.

Seeing the departure of the two men made Adam feel jealous. Feeling that he had moved away from the boy who had the status of his son.

Not to dissolve with his sadness Adam went back into the house for ablution and prayers magrib congregate with other family members.

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