My Soulmate's

Burn the money

Seconds by seconds just keep going incessantly, every minute just goes by. In accordance with the agreement of Harsa and Ibha, two people kept their promise that this afternoon will see his youngest daughter again. For some reason, the moment was very precious for him after a long time never accompanied Kinan to walk through various heavy obstacles.

Hundreds of promises thrown from the tiny lips of Kinan since the age of about eight to fourteen years are still clearly in the mind of Harsa. Starting from the agreement if the class champion Kinan wants to buy a bicycle, play on the beach, to other special promises. And this was the first promise that Harsa and Ibha kept after Kinan stripped her of her status as the wife of Fahad Ibadillah.

Highlight eyes stared at a woman sitting in a wheelchair with one man who gave her sincere, affectionate love, two people were busy playing among the flowers lined up neatly in the hospital garden. Dozens of butterflies surround the flowers to look for powder as food, two people continue to laugh and chatter.

The warm and sincere gaze immediately sliced and slammed down on Harsa and Ibha's hearts, his heart feeling as if it were cramped among a large rock. Unwittingly by Harsa, the clear circle escaped from her beautiful eye patch. The two people who play in the park are none other than Kinan and Fahad.

"I was wrong, I sinned, I ignored him. Since I kept my first promise, somehow my heart hurt like it was slashed," lirih Harsa lowered her head while sitting on the black chair of the hospital which was not too far away and not too close from the two.

His hands clenched firmly, hitting the right chest hard. Trying to accept the mistake, in fact accepting the mistake is very draining tears. The clear liquid continued to fall down mercilessly, two hands covering the face with palms that bore witness to the birth of a great woman like Kinan.

Harsa only carries Kinan until the boy is two months old after which Kinan is left behind for work and business, so Kinan only gets affection through the baby sister and Alsaki. The palm of the hand continued Harsa used to stroke Kinan's tiny body at that time, after which his hand had stopped.

"I've never seen Kinan laugh happily and even get hurt never, ever since I gave birth to him I left him for business until I never noticed his growth and development. Every time I meet and look at my eyes, I always ignore that look. I just felt it."

"Have no thought, I also sinned and was guilty of Kinan. If only that time I forbade you to stop working and focus on raising a child, then we could feel the beautiful expression of that child's feelings," ibha said patting Harsa's shoulders shaking from the pain of a forgotten moment.

"Although, but the disappointment that Kinan harbored was not worth my disappointment. Even the pain he was carrying was not worth my pain, why am I feeling it now? Why?"

"I hate all the time that has passed, I have taken it all away. I am not a mother, because to me a mother who is fully capable of making her child happy and growing before her eyes. But, Kinan he was different. I don't know the progress, I don't know, I allude to it. Although Kinan does not hate me, but my heart hurts even more."

Harsa continued to sob in Ibha's backrest, her body still trembling from tears hidden behind her palms. The worst memory kept on stirring in his mind, a sense of regret continued to haunt him. A child will hate his parents when they continue to ignore themselves, but Kinan is different. Although both parents always ignore, but the affection that is flowed continues.

Yes, Alsaki is a boy and Kinan's older brother who is more fortunate to have direct affection from his parents. So that what is planted is what is harvested.

"Darling, look at both," said Ibha softly.

"Why do I see both? While the feeling of regret still haunts me?"

"Look at them, just this once" Ibha repeated.

In the end, Harsa stared with slightly swollen eyes from tears. It seems that two people continue to laugh happily, even both throw one another a glance, joking so that the picture of two people who have not been tied in a halal bond has found happiness thanks to an arranged marriage that is not wrong way.

Harsa's feelings are so mixed between happy, haru, happy, and sorry to be one. The feeling was gathered and it was hard to find the answer. Harsa's smile immediately rose as her eyes fixed on the happy expression of the empress, Kinan was so beautiful and dazzling that even her face was almost ninety-eight percent very similar to her. Taut eyelashes, a slightly pointed nose make Kinan's face so perfect to look at.

'Why see you like that, mother's heart is still sliced? Is God not testing my mother enough? That's why I haven't received all of my regrets?' inner Harsa.

"He is Kinan, our beautiful son. Her smile is so similar to yours, I'm sure she's a great woman. Whynot? I alone as a father was not considered a father by him, but God is Most Just he showed his justice through our daughter. I hope God forgives our faults and sins for neglecting our children at a young age," speaking Ibha makes Harsa pull both corners of her lips as the netra continues to be fixed and staring fully not to mention with the view still shrouded with a mist of tears.

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"Kan, I told you!" chirps Kinan was singing his lips a few centi meters away.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry" Fahad said.

Kinan did not care about that, his gaze continued to be fixed on the horizon which was slowly starting to enter the twilight time even though the color was only twisting. Yes, dusk presents itself not only to be seen as beautiful but to give an image through the color itself.

As minutes passed, Fahad enjoyed the afternoon situation with Kinan in the hospital. Both hands held onto Kinan's shoulders, before long Kinan poked his face and looked at Fahad who was enjoying the twilight. Fahad who realized that his handsome face was being looked at, immediately lowered it so that the gazes of the two met each other.

"Why hem?" tanya Fahad tried to break the silence.

Kinan lowered his face back as before, for some reason the gaze of Fahad containing sincerity made him anxious even salting. It was like going to Pluto to scream, that her husband was so handsome bin handsome.

The cup!

Fahad kissed Kinan's head wrapped in a headscarf at a glance, after which he walked over to Kinan which would later be two dozen facing each other. Fahad's sweet smile continued to be etched, whereas Kinan replied that smile was no less sweet.

"Don't smile like that, later I'm diabetic" teased Fahad.

"Basic gumbal!" sebal Kinan turned his gaze in a careless direction.

"Biarin dreadlocks the same wife herself, any other that got the reward," chirped Fahad cooed the nose pointed Kinan angrily.

"Ih, don't maen the same my nose dong! What will turn?"

"Oh means that in the nose you can't, if in other parts you can?" tanya Fahad raised both halis.

"Say that's what's hard, just three letters."

Kinan did not answer that, his lips hidden inside as if knowing what Fahad himself was going to do. Yes, Fahad more and more indulging his wife. Behind the cold Fahad like a hundred-door refrigerator, in his heart is so warm if he is with his loved ones. However, this does not happen when it comes to the lessons mastered by him.

Fahad saw the behavior instantly anxious, he pinched Kinan's two cheeks that were not too thin and even pacified with anxiety until Kinan grimaced in pain. But, Fahad did not care because it ran out that Fahad kissed both cheeks Kinan in lieu of his ignorance.

"Darling?" call Kinan.

"Why?" ask Fahad.

"I want that." Show Kinan.

Fahad immediately turned to follow Kinan's index finger which led to a cart that read 'Rujak Fruit' which was located not too far from the hospital area, the carpenter was next to the porridge next to the porridgeer there were other healthy food makers who often used as a place to rest the medical personnel. Seeing that, Fahad's forehead met each other and again looked at Kinan like a luster.

"You want rujak? All of a sudden? I've never done anything?" wonder Fahad because the behavior of Kinan wants fruit rujak like people are craving.

Kinan hit Fahad's arm and pouted. "Darling to think I'm pregnant? No, I want fruit. I haven't eaten that for a long time."

Fahad smiled at the horse's grin and scratched his non-itchy throat. "Well I'll buy that for a minute, you wait here yeah."

"Yes, young mangoes! It seems good if young mango hasam dicocol same spice rujak," explains Kinan with liquid collected in the mouth like imagining something is perfect acid.

"Alright, a moment well," thank Fahad immediately stood up and went to the fruitcher to buy it according to Kinan's request.

"Son, where's your husband?"

"Astagfirefull!" Kinan was shocked after seeing two people coming who were none other than Ibha and Harsa. The two people had already noticed what the child was doing just a harmonious wayangnya, only Kinan and Fahad were unaware of the existence of both.

Ibha and Harsa approached Kinan when Fahad was about to go buy Kinan's favorite pot, so inevitably the two approached Kinan so that the child was not lonely.

Kinan just shakes a horse. "Mas Fahad's buying rujak."

"Oh" answered Harsa.

Kinan just nodded anxiously. "Oh yeah, Mom and Dad when are you coming?"

"Just now" replied Ibha.

Kinan was just a ria ooh. Shortly thereafter, Fahad came carrying plastic containing rujak according to Kinan's order. Young mango is propagated than other fruits, because Kinan wants the juvenile mango fruit in accordance with what his mouth feels.

"Oh, Dad, when did you come here?" greet Fahad while yapping at his father-in-law's back.

"It hasn't been long, son," replied Ibha.

"That's what?" ask Harsa.

"That's a fruit, Kinan said he wanted a young mango fruit. So I bought it, rather than sulking," Fahad handed him the white plastic, which contained cut and peeled fruit.

"Suddenly?" wonder Harsa turned towards Kinan who was tempted by the juvenile mango fruit.

"Come," replied Fahad shrugging his shoulders indifferently.

"Son? You cravings?" tanya Harsa stopped Kinan's hand that was about to pick up the young mango that was stored and wrapped using a container like clear plastic.

"What the hell? No, it's just kangen. That's why I want to do it," as if Kinan was staring hard at Harsa.

"Kirain, because if you're pregnant what about the school?"

"Calm down Mom, Fahad is so fast!" ledek Kinan headed towards Fahad and got a glaring gaze from him.

Everyone who was there immediately laughed, as if forgetting the twilight moment and the horizon that was about to enter the night time. Two people always spend their time looking at dusk, now dusk that sees the harmony of the family as if to bless the relationship that is bound in sacred bonds.

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