One Roof With Maduku

DAHLIAS

Rhythmic footsteps. Walk with the same goal. Will it reach the expected destination? Embohlah! While destiny and its provisions are written in it but that does not mean humans give up, silent without effort. Effort without prayer is real pride. Prayer without effort is laziness. So, keep doing everything according to your capacity and ability. Never feel inadequate, just do everything with your efforts to get the ridlo. Your value is not based on the words and views of people but God is entitled to judge us good and bad.

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" Come, boy!" wardha orders Shiva who was playing in the park that afternoon.

At the residence of Sarwenda's house, that afternoon Shiva was seen playing in the park alone. His hand held the car - his running toy with his mouth voiced a voice that mimicked the sound of the car. Wardha's call made Shiva turn to the voice telling him to come closer. Shiva then walked up to Wardha who was sitting holding her toddler son.

" Yes, om!" shiva said when he was in front of Wardha.

Wardha rubbed Shiva's head gently. Wardha's eyes were filled with compassion and sorrow. The feeling was mixed into one in his heart. Finally Wardha grabbed Shiva's body and hugged the five-year-old boy longingly, after putting the toddler into a push cart.

" Om! Why are you crying, Om?" shiva asked as he rubbed the tears that fell on Wardha's cheek gently.

" It's okay! Om just kangen alone." replied Wardha with a smile knot.

" Who are you kangen with?" shiva asked as he looked at Wardha who looked grim.

" Hem Hem missed Om when he was a child of Shiva's age" answered Wardha's lie.

Shiva remained silent and sat down beside Wardha.

" Do you like toy cars, son?" ask Wardha.

" Yes, om! This is the only toy that my father bought me, om." replied Shiva while fondling his toys.

" Later buy more, son!" Wardha.

" Is it really om? Want to buy a toy for Shiva?" shiva said with sparkling eyes full of pleasure.

" Of course! Shiva likes toys other than toy cars?" ask Wardha softly.

"No idea, um. Shiva is just playing this car." Shiva replied honestly.

" Oh!" sahut Wardha hugging Shiva back.

It is possible that Shiva is a village child who has not known online games. Unlike the city children at his age are busy playing with his cellphone and playing online games. Shiva certainly does not know all that because in reality mother and father did not facilitate the modern goods.

" You'll buy me a cell phone, son! Later you will play in addition to playing the cars. I'll teach you another game" said Wardha.

" Is it really om?" ask Shiva glad.

" Yes, baby!" sahut Wardha while looking at the ball who began to whine in the baby trolley.

" What is the son of his name?" shiva asked while looking at the baby girl.

" Call me, Dahlia!" answer Wardha.

" Dahlia's? Good name om!" sahut Shiva while venturing to hold the cheek of the toddler.

" God!" call Shiva while smiling at Dahlia.

Wardha stared at Shiva's adorable funny behavior. His attitude and behavior do not seem to indicate his age of five years old. Shiva is more mature than his actual age.

" Dear!" call Sarwenda while walking towards Wardha.

" Get into the yuk! The day has begun to evening. Dahlia is beautiful, let's go inside the house, baby." said Sarwenda, holding Dahlia.

" Come on Shiva!" take Wardha with him while holding Shiva's hand. Sarwenda who saw her husband love Shiva just smiled.

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" What exactly is your relationship with Mr. Wardha, Rosiana?" santi asked with suspicion.

" Why did Santi ask that question?" rosiana asked back.

" Yes! Although I am not a psychic or a great psychologist, at least I can read a little of Mr. Wardha's movements and gestures when seeing or when passing you, Rosiana. In addition, I had time to observe Mr. Wardha when in the park with his son and also there is your child" said Sister Santi with a sharp gaze as a kitchen knife that does not rust.

"Mister Santi, look what?" rosiana starts to get nervous and tries to hide the biggest secret of her life about her relationship with Wardha in the past.

" I see Mr. Wardha as loving Shiva, your son. And look Mr. Wardha's eyes on Shiva like there's a pent-up longing. There is sadness and sadness in it. It's like there's a secret between you and Mr. Wardha." accuse Ms. Santi.

" Santi Ma'am!" rosiana said slowly.

" Oh no! I don't want to force you to tell me the truth. But I really can't be lied to. I have chosen my ability to read people's attitudes and behaviors. Even a little bit can laugh, if I want and focus to read it all" said Santi honestly.

" Don't worry! I can keep all those secrets. Trust me. And you don't have to tell me if you're not ready to tell me. But frankly, I already know and I dare to say, that you guys had that relationship before" said Santi who made Rosiana's heart uncertain.

Rosiana immediately became panicked and full of fear. His face became pale.

" God! Rosina! Don't worry, I won't reveal this secret, let alone tell Mrs Sarwenda everything." said Santi as she took and held Rosiana's hand tightly.

Santi's smile gave Rosiana peace.

" Thank you very much, Miss Santi." said Rosiana finally with her knotty smile. Rosiana could breathe with relief.

" I'll tell you all if we have some loose time" Rosiana added.

" Eh Rosiana! Didn't you tell me everything? About Shiva's father, right? Even if you don't mention who the father is, I can guess." said Santi with a smile.

" Santi Ma'am!" call Rosiana lirih.

" Yes already! Don't worry, Rosiana. I will be your best friend and brother now. Trust me." said Santi.

" Thank you, Miss Santi." said Rosiana.

" Yes! Rosiana we're going to the kitchen yuk! I want super spicy noodle soup. You want to not?" said Santi.

" Want to mbak!" rosiana replied happy.

" Come!" take Miss Santi while walking out of the room and followed by Rosiana.

In the living room, Wardha and Shiva were sitting in the living room. They look familiar to each other. It was seen and witnessed by Rosiana and Ms Santi. Santi's mother who saw the sight her ignorant hand pinched Rosiana's waist plan.

" It's pretty obvious, isn't it? The son and father finally met as well" Santi said as he whispered softly.

Rosiana was only speechless but in her heart feeling happy, Shiva was able to get along with her biological father.