Pursuing the Love of the Mentari

3. There's No Dance, Adam So

My car is headed home, today is actually Papa's therapy schedule. However, Papa whistling hard does not want to do therapy again, he said let it be like this. However, I as a child still try to persuade Papa to want to be in therapy again.

Entering the school district, my car speed dropped. Because there are a lot of school children who pass by. My eyes are still looking around, here are two schools. Kindergarten and elementary school. These two schools I know are still one foundation.

While crossing the Kanak-Kanak Park building, my eyes saw the figure of a child that I knew very well. I sharpened my vision, it was true, it was Adam. The daughter I love.

Adam looked like he was looking for someone. I parked the car and walked over to Adam.

"Assalamualaikum handsome boy" I said.

"Waalaikumsalam, Om is good" replied Adam sumringah.

"What's going on here? So, who's the same?" I asked Adam.

"I go to school here, Om, wait to pick me up" Adam replied.

"Oh, who was Adam picked up with? Mama?"

"Sir, ama Abah Ujang"

"Oh, yeah while waiting for Abah Ujang. About me, Adam yes. We're gonna get some ice cream?" ask again.

"You Om will" Adam answered with a prance.

God, it's great to see the child of our loved ones happy. If only I could be a father for Adam, I would be so happy. My love for Adam is like a child, Adam is also close to me. Moreover, Adam from childhood never get affection from his own father.

Luckily, Tari and Adam are surrounded by people who love them. Including myself, even though Love and my love still clap one hand.

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Adam asked for chocolate flavored ice cream, indeed this child was very happy with the food made from chocolate, just like Dance. Ah, Dance again. Indeed, my brain can not be separated from the name Mentari Wijaya.

Suppose I had a magic doraemon bag, I would have asked for a tool so that the people I love also love me. But, that's absolutely impossible.

"Om good, let's sit there"

Adam's words broke my daydream. So cool to daydream about Dance, I didn't realize that my ice cream had melted a little.

"Eh, yes. Yes, let's sit there eating ice cream, all waiting for Abah Ujang to pick me up" I replied, holding Adam's hand.

Adam and I sat in front of the school gate. I looked closely at Adam, Adam's face dropped once on Dance. Adam is like Dance in the male version. It's just that his eyebrows and eyes are down on Dimas. Ah, how's that guy doing? Lately, all I know is that the man who hurt Dance still hasn't changed at all.

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"Adam likes his ice cream?" I asked Adam

"Like Om, what else is this chocolate taste" replied Adam enthusiastically.

Seeing Adam eat ice cream so badly, my heart was happy.

"Emm, Adam want to not go out the same way Om?"

"Waaah, what a hell of an om. It must be exciting, what else Adam likes to tell stories that they like to walk with their Papa" replied Adam.

I felt, there was envy in Adam's heart. But, noah. Adam's face changed instantly.

"Adam why?" ask again.

"Adam sad Om. Adam also wanted as Adam's friends who could walk his same Papa. Adam, Adam wanted to be like them Om" finally, Adam's cries broke as well.

Hearing Adam's words, my heart ached. How not, I know very well Adam's life journey. From the baby, he never felt the affection of his own father. His father, used to be busy with his affair to the extent of disobeying the parents.

Various trials approach Dance, fortunately, Dance includes strong women. He was able to endure the trials and trials that came in a row. This is what makes me like it more and more. Besides being forgiving, Dance is also an independent and strong woman.

I embraced Adam's body tightly, I elus the tip of his head. I gave her a short kiss on her forehead.

"Udah, champ Om can not be sad. There is Om here. I promise, every weekend what if we go for a walk. Adam want to?"

Adam began to wipe away his tears.

"You want Om, promise me, Om? Let Adam can tell the same story Adam, if Adam can also walk" Adam replied

"Promise dong, don't worry anymore. Look, the ice cream melts" I said, pointing to the ice cream in the container.

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I went back to eating ice cream with Adam and told him everything. Adam was a smart and cheerful boy.

Several times, we laughed together, until the car I knew stopped right in front of us. I see, Dance pulled out of the car, Masha Allah, my future teacher why the more beautiful. I wanted to come and embrace him. Astagfirullah, I immediately beristighfar. Basic brain!

"Assalamualaikum Mama's son" said Tari.

"Waalaikumsalam" we answered in unison.

"Oh, honey, I'm sorry you waited so long? Sorry yes, Abah Ujang can not pick you up because again nganter grandfather to the hospital. Well, Mama just finished the meeting" said Tari while rubbing Adam's head.

"Assalamualaikum" I said near Tari's ear.

"Eh, astagfirullah" said Tari.

"Ish, the answer is astagfirullah. Look at the ghost" I replied a little bit.

"Ha ha ha, waalaikumsalam Mas Darto. Sorry sorry, I just finished my ngagetin" said Tari.

"Yes, I was in peanut alone. Good to be chopped, am I in peacocks? It was like wanting to die"

"Oh Allah, it's getting started" replied Tari.

"But like it, right?" my question is, PD can be a little yes.

"Ish, what the hell. Oh yeah, what's up here again?" tanya Dance.

As I was about to answer, Adam went to speak in response to his mother's question.

"Ma, Om well, Adam was here. Adam bought chocolate ice cream as well" Adam replied

"Masha, God, very kind. Have you said thanks not yet the same?" ask Adam for dance.

"Thank you Om" Adam told me.

"Together the handsome boy. What the hell doesn't make this handsome boy" I replied as I rubbed Adam's hair.

"Yes, thank you very much Adam. We say yes Mas" said Tari.

I also nodded.

"Big boy, don't forget. It's the weekend" I said.

"Ready Om is good. Oh yes Ma, later this weekend Om well take me for a walk. Can you Ma?"

"Emmm, can be Dam. Sorry, but Mama can't. Mama because there is work" said Tari.

"Father Ri, you let Adam go with me too, I thank you very much. Insha Allah, I will take care of Adam" I replied.

"Yes, we are both. Yes, we'll excuse you then. Adam, come on Salim used to be the same Om" said Tari.

Adam kissed my hand too. After saying hello and greeting, Dari and Adam left me.

All right, for now. Can't dance, Adam did. But, I'm sure one day, I can go for a walk of three with Dance. And hopefully, when that happens, the three of us are already a happy family.

Amiiinnn (yok aminin both readerssss)

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