RESIDUAL WAGES

Zafran Enters the Cottage

I had intended to send Zafran to the pesantren. And for the cost of his school I saved him from the first little by little. Incidentally without coercion Zafran also wanted himself to go into bed.

"Grandfather's granddaughter is really amazing." Said uncle kissing Zafran.

My son is currently becoming quite famous because of his speech yesterday. The villagers were amazed and talked about it. Even until I went to the market, my son was talked about like an artist.

"Make sure the boy's parents were amazing. See how his son speaks and how to glorify his mother. He was a child, that child." Say one of the vegetable seller's mothers in the market.

"She, my mother must be very proud. If I was his mother I would have carried him directly in the middle of the crowd so proud. Even though my son is big. Ha ha ha." Buyer's Law with Laughter.

Praise is something that is neglected and can forget themselves. May Allah with this favor always keep my heart to always be humble and away from being arrogant.

After buying the necessities to sell I went straight home to pedal my bicycle. Arriving at the house a car parked beside the kiosk. I don't know who the owner of that red metallic car is. With curiosity I entered the house.

There are 3 guests complete with uniforms and identification beds. They seem to be journalists. There are a lot of people talking about my son. It turned out that the one who mengvidiokan my son while on stage uploaded the vidio to social media and my son immediately went viral.

Zafran was asked with various questions regarding his achievements and also about his heart against me. Zafran plainly expressed his feelings in front of the camera with dewy eyes. What a sweetness my son Zafran. The expression of his love for me is not an act but an expression of Zafran's love for me a deep sincerity.

When the reporter asked about his father, I immediately approached my son and shifted the reporter's questions. I don't want my innocent son to pour his heart out in the public like this. His feelings for his own father. But Surya is still their father.

Shortly the journalist from the newspaper also paid his way home after my son was interviewed. For some reason, since my son is famous in the mass media, my nas stalls are getting crowded and filled with many buyers. Mba Rina and I were overwhelmed to serve the buyers and the buyers also came from the city and outside the village.

Even my son had an offer to be interviewed at a radio station in the city. But I refused, because my son is still innocent. Fear if asked about the ins and outs of the family will answer with what is. Even though my son Zafran is a smart child but he is inseparable from innocent and innocent children.

After the diploma was received, I also went to Kota regency to enter Zafran to the boarding school.

The farewell was hard to go through. But I must be sincere about the departure of my son.

"You study hard, son, what Ustad and Ustadzah say. Zafran his ideals will be cold as a preacher. Must be strong, son." I said while wiping away my son's tears. I hugged him so tightly as if I didn't want to leave.

"God willing Zafran promised ma'am, will hear Mother's words. Although Zafran reached for the sun, it could not make Zafran can return Mother's favor. Said Guru Zafran the powerful way to please and repay the services of the Mother is to become a dutiful child and become a pious child." Zafran said in tears.

My tears are pouring over my son's statement. I am proud and happy to have three wonderful sons.

"Abang Zafran, Zul dear brother." Zul hugged his brother. They are not used to being separated and it burdensome for Zul to release a hug on his brother.

"Grandfather's granddaughter stays up, huh?" Said Uncle hugging Zafran.

I also said goodbye and advised my son's mentors at the boarding school.

"God willing" replied the guide of the cottage.

When Zafran was held in his hand by Uztadz to enter the location of the cottage. It is so sad for my heart that I cannot express it with words.

Repeatedly Zafran turned his head back and waved his hand. When my son's back is no longer visible. I turned my back and stepped away from the pesantren.

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Tonight Zul's messing around can't sleep. Because usually Zafran is always next to him.

"Zul, you haven't slept yet, son? You have to go to school tomorrow." Call me from the door of his room.

Because there was no answer I approached Zul who was on the bed. I saw his pillow wet because he was crying.

"Zul's? Zafran's brother over there is studying son. Zul knows, if the ideals of your brother want to be a preacher. Before becoming a preacher Abang Zafran must learn a lot about Islam son." I obviously wiped her tears.

"Hu hu hu, Zul misses Mom." He said while glazed.

"Not Zul who misses, but Mother also misses. Zul must support Abang so that Zafran's brother is strong there. If Zul continues to be sad brother there will also be sad. Zul wants if Zafran's brother can't concentrate on his lessons." Obviously again.

"Yes Ma'am, Zul won't be sad anymore so that brother Zul doesn't cry there either." His words were understood.

I accompanied Zul until he fell asleep. After making sure Zul slept well, I went into the bedroom with Zaki.

Maybe because I just split up so I'm not used to being away from my son. Until the shadow of my son Zafran can not be lost in my eyes. And finally tonight my eyes can't be shut at all. I left Zafran and Zul for Mataram City for three weeks. But why the farewell this time is quite different for me. when it was just a night apart but my longing as if I can not be damned.

This dawn as usual, after dawn prayers I went straight to the kitchen to cook my food. Because early in the morning the buyers were lined up to buy my packaged rice.

But from the queue I saw the figure of Mas Surya sitting on the bench in front of my warehouse. Repeatedly I rubbed my eyes maybe I saw it wrong. And it turns out that the one sitting on the bench was right Surya.

His face looks gloomy and lethargic, but why did not Mas Surya directly enter the house. Why did Surya just sit on that bench. After serving the buyers I also approached Surya. I don't know, because it's too focused on daydreaming, Surya doesn't realize that I'm in front of him.

"Solar Mass?" Sapaku.

"They? Forgive Me Via if I come so early to your house. I just want to see my three sons." Said hoping.

I also let Ma Surya come in and sit on the chair. It looks like the face of Surya was surprised to see the state of my house which is now renovated.