REMORSEFULLY

Rasya's Request

Days change, Sundays change, Months change, even years change. I don't feel like time goes by. My four children grew up healthy and loved each other. Rafa grows up to be a loving and responsible child with her younger siblings. The calm but spoiled Farha, the relaxed Farhan is not neko-neko, while the nosy, spoiled, pusky Fadiyah, often disturbs her brothers and sisters to make the house never deserted by their commotion.

"Mama.." cried out Farha and Farhan together because of the actions of Fadiyah who disturbed him.

I immediately approached them, not only bothering her brother but Fadiyah also threw all the crayons.

"Jeez Fadiyah..don't bother brother dong, honey?"My speech.

But Fadiyah immediately laughed revealing a row of her teeth.

In order to avoid the commotion continuing I finally brought Fadiyah to the front of the television and took the remote and replaced it with a cartoon.

"Lho..kok in change anyway Darling?" Ask my husband who is watching the news.

"You moved into the room to watch it." I said to my husband.

"No ah. sepia in the room." Say it again

Fadiyah was engrossed in watching cartoons but only for a moment, seeing Rafa who was making the task of practicing windmills from paper he immediately approached and seized the windmill

Rafa who was shouting called out to me.

"God ... Fadiyah.!! I said with a shout.

Fadiyah ran over and hugged her papa.

Wanting to pinch the child, I was emotional to see his behavior, but I was forced to endure being targeted by my husband.

"Awwww.." cried my husband.

Fadiyah chuckled to see her papa grimacing.

Rayhan tickled Fadiyah. Fadiyah laughed at Rafa and the Twins.

That is Fadiyah every day never absent make a tantrum.

Today I had a birthday party for Rafa and the Twins, they happened to be born in the same month. The event is simple only invite neighbors, and close family only.

Ridho and Fira also come to bring their son Riyan, Mr. Erwin and doctor Tiara also bring their one-year-old daughter.

Mas Rasya also came probably invited by Rafa. Until now Mas Rasya has not married again, and he has now been transferred to this city. His life is getting better and he has also renovated his mother's house. And he also made educational savings for Rafa.

The event took place with a candle blow and cake cut. When the kids are enjoying the party. I sat in one of the chairs watching the children's cheer.

Mas Rasya came up to me while showing his sweet smile, he sat not far from me in a chair.

"I don't feel it...Rafa's a big one." He began

"Yes, Mum." Briefly said.

There was an awkward feeling talking to him, especially when I saw Rayhan looking at me.

"I want to say something but you don't get angry, Fan?" Seriously said.

"By the way, Mom."

"By.....Rafa's staying with me?" Mas Rasya.

Because the room is rowdy because of the singing of children's songs so I don't listen too much to what Mas Rasya said.

"And I used to say that Mas can go to Rafa anytime."

"I mean Rafa lives with me, Fan.' Said while bowing.

I round my eyes looking at him. I really don't want Rafa to stay with him.

"No, Mas.I can't break up with Rafa."My words shook.

"I beg you, Fan!Let Rafa stay with me.Especially......" Hanging words.

"Otherwise what, Mas.?"

"You'll have some kids, you won't be lonely if Rafa comes with me." Speak without feeling.

I feel like my pride of a mother is worth nothing. Even though I have many children, I don't want one of my children to be separated from me.

"Even though I have a lot of children, I don't want to be separated from Rafa." I'm firm.

"If you want to have children, then marry again dong, Mas? Don't take my son.' Ketus.

"He's my son too." He said not to lose.

"I'm her mother, I gave birth to her, I raised her, after she grew up you want to take her? I don't agree!" I said slowly but surely, afraid that someone would hear.

Mas Rasya only sighed because of my rejection. Which mother is willing to part with her child who is from small with her and is now grown up just want to take it. Mas Rasya really had no feelings.

"Well, if you don't agree, what can I do." Sissy speech.

There was a sense of compassion in my heart but I couldn't obey it either.

Mas Rasya just fell silent watching the children who were playing together.

"Why not mom?" I asked to divert the conversation.

"His waist pain is relapsing, he sends you a greeting." He continued to watch the children.

We kept talking about Rafa and the others. Our story just flows, the awkward feeling no longer, we are like friends.

"Why don't you get married again?" My toot.

"Not got anything like my ex." Smiling words.

"Yes has started again" my inner.

"I want to focus on Rafa." Said added.

"It's best to focus on finding a companion first, Mas."

"You're the one who's looking for it." Say it again

"Who wants to marry who knows who." I said ketus.

"If you're the one who's looking out for me, I'm sure she'll be a good mom to Rafa."

"Seriously, Mas?' Ask spirit.

He nodded and smiled at me.

"Sama Bi Rahmi, Mas." My words chuckle.

Mas Rasya patted his head in disbelief at what I said.

"No one's younger, Fan?

"Lho.kan you just said."

"But that's not it, is it? How can it be for Rafa's sister if I marry an expired woman." Her words chuckled.

"I mean." I'm confused.

"Yes ..monopouse." He laughed, and I laughed too.

"The sin of ghiba-in people." Rayhan's voice made Rasya and I stop laughing.

Rayhan was sitting right in the chair that was our intermediary, he immediately wrapped his hand on my shoulder.

"Mas Rasya asked for candidates." I said to Rayhan, afraid he misunderstood me.

"You want a cool, flat, fat, virgin or second?" Rayhan looked at Mas Rasya.

I could only shake my head at my husband's words.

"What is important is beautiful, sexy, soft, loving, virgin, and the main thing can be a good mother like her mother Rafa." Mas Rasya did not want to lose.

Basis Mas Rasya if he talks he does not want to lose, yes.he is indeed a champion especially about the skill he is an expert.

"Here I buaaaaanget." Said my husband glancing at me while holding my hand.

Mas Rasya just forced a smile, I see he does not feel comfortable because he saw our affection.

"What you're looking for is Mr. Rasya.sadly Limited Edition." Say my husband again.

"I'm not married then." Answer Mas Rasya.

Not feeling comfortable, I finally left them both.

I was joined by Fira and doctor Tiara who kept holding her daughter, Asyifa.

I tried to take Asyifa but she kept hugging her mother.

"Yuk playing with Auntie." Saying again.

He just shakes.

Fadiyah and Farhan came to us.

"Adee...." Call Fadiyah to Ashifa.

Asyifa turned and watched Fadiyah. And finally Ashifah wanted to play with Fadiyah and Farhan. But don't call Fadiyah if it's not nosy. He took the bando Ashifa and put it on and it made Asyifa cry as hard as she could.

Asyifa's cry squealed her ears. Make Mr. Erwin immediately approach his son. He thought his son had fallen.

After finding out about Fadiyah, he immediately carried her, and kissed her. Fadhiyah chuckled amusedly because he was punctured by the thin mustache of Erwin sir.

"You well.from want brojol until now like to do Om." Her words chuckled.

Indeed my youngest son was close to Mr. Erwin since childhood.