Red Noctah
The Part 24
Finished from the rest area, they continued on their way back. Half the way again they will arrive, not so far away, but because the obstacles are stuck, making them not exactly according to plan. Arriving at the Uwais residence, it was already evening. Nadia advised Nabila to stay overnight, and will take the woman to her residence tomorrow.
Looking at the exhausted Razik, and looking pale, if you agree. The woman spent the night at Nadia's house. His arrival was greeted enthusiastically by Nadia's extended family there. Ustazah Farida, Nadia's mother, so good to host Bila. While in Jakarta, Ustadz Zaki will stay at the Uwais boarding school.
"Mbak, come on in, pity Razik's soy sauce. Mbak clean up first, then rest," said Nadia interrupted. If you nod, actually already want to go home soon, although honestly deg degan want to meet with Father and Mother. Whether they will be angry, or otherwise, I don't know ... If it will accept every thing thrown by its mother later.
Overnight when unable to sleep, while Razik, quite calm in his cradle. The little boy looked so submissive, something was different, not as active as yesterday. Probably right, Razik soy sauce only. He held the child affectionately, before finally returning to dream.
Before dawn, more precisely one-third of the night, when it is awake. Wipe the blanket for her child before getting out of bed. Instant hijab he immediately put on, and headed to the room outside the room to take ablution. It was then that he met Ustadz Zaki who was going to the bathroom.
"When, are you awake?"
"Eh, Ustadz, yes," he answered immediately with a look. Walk quickly to the bathroom.
Quickly When he finished his affairs there, the woman was already preparing to leave in the morning. Again, Umi Farida held him back so that they would come home a little later, at least through breakfast together. Because he refused, if he did.
If you feel bad, help Umi prepare breakfast for the family. Meanwhile, Razik himself is awake and playing with Nadia.
"Son, If, have lived in Tahfiz House for a long time?" tanyanya in between cooking.
"3 years more, Umi."
"Old too huh, that's your son? Meaning Razik was born in a pesantren?" When you nod, agree. Hope Umi Farida does not ask many things that do not want if the answer to about her past.
"Sorry, Umi, I'm saying goodbye for a while, it seems like I have to tell the house people, if I get home a little late."
"Owh .. yes, it's best, let's not worry." If forced to avoid questions that will make it difficult to answer.
The woman approached her son, not too far to play because he was going home soon. After following a fairly warm breakfast, when immediately farewell with their extended family.
"Sir, later I will transfer all want to know the house of Mbak Bila," said Nadia enthusiastically.
"Thank you, Nadia. Actually it's close, so I'd better go home alone," declined If you feel upset. Ustadz Zaki bothered to drive himself home.
"No pa-pa, If, today I have not yet started a real activity, I want to know Oma and her opinion Razik. Can't do? Or do you mind, Bill?" the question is enough to make you feel bad.
"Of course not, Ustadz, just afraid of trouble," the rebuttal was quick.
Not according to the agenda, when finally came home in the afternoon waiting for an excited Nadia to drive him. After the ashar prayer they pounced and delivered Razik. During the journey of the heart When feeling unsettled, there is a very real anxiety there. I don't know, belied the woman beristighfar in the heart, repeatedly convince his heart that it is time to return.
"Where is this going, Bil?" tanya ustadz felt confused, after passing through several alleys.
Cars began to enter the complex area, three more years left not much changed. The atmosphere of the street is still the same, the row of houses is also still the same, quiet, not much goes by. Arrived at the very end of the house, suddenly when it feels gamang to go down. There's a huge sense of guilt about three years ago leaving this house without saying goodbye. There are many misses that he wants to take back, of course with his parents.
What about Bisma? Of course If you feel worried about Razik's father. The woman wished she had not met the man before, if she never knew and did not want to know where the man was. It sounds cruel indeed, but then again, that love and feeling cannot be forced. No, debate.
"Assalamu'alaikum ..." Greetings after they pulled the car over. It looks like Madam Lastri ran over immediately to hear the guests coming.
"Sorry, Ma'am, find who?" art was confused.
"Bak Lastri? This is When, Ma'am?"
"Masiah Allah ... Non When? Yes Allah .. sorry, Non, I'm pangling." Lastri was amazed and in disbelief to see his master full of metamorphosis.
"Your, Mother ... Not when you go home, Mom!" exclaim Lastri glee. Miss Rima who was busy in the kitchen immediately rushed out.
"What Lastri, don't yell," prevent Bu Rima.
"Mom, in front there is Non Bila, Non Bila go home," he shouted suddenly. Bu Rima immediately ignored Lastri's words, handed him the apron in his hand and passed it immediately.
"When!" exclaimed Bu Rima choked, stopping his steps with teary eyes. Ustadz Zaki took over Razik in his sling, The mother of one's son scattering and prostrating at his mother's feet.
"I'm sorry, if, Bun, sorry," she pleaded, crying as she pleased. The father who just showed up joined in. She begged forgiveness from both her parents. They hugged each other long.
"Don't cry dear, Mother and Father are sorry," their cries broke.
"Darling, did you get them home?" When you nod with a smile.
Suddenly he was stuck, when his net accidentally met a figure of people who did not want to meet. She was her husband, Bhishma was silent among them, staring inside the woman who had been presumptuously fleeing from her. Then, scanning the little boy in the other man's arms, his heart was instantly mixed in a gamang.
"Razik?" His eagle eyes started glaring at the boy.
Ustadz Zaki holding the little boy spontaneously let him down, and let a sad looking man approach. The bisma crouched down, and immediately carried the little boy into a hug, his cry broke, the longing was conveyed today, his son was really in the embrace.
"It's really you baby, Daddy misses," he said merrily, the man smirking the boy's cheeks in a row. Razik who felt foreign, even afraid to see Bhishma who could not control himself. The boy cried in fear and rushed towards Bila.
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Tbc
