
Assisted by Dian, Dewi dressed her children. Today they will attend Arkhan's graduation ceremony. The boy is now six years old and has just finished his schooling in Kindergarten B. The boy had a child-level education at the same school as Zidan, only Zidan was still serving another year there.
Davira already looks beautiful wearing a knee-length long-sleeved dress lined with leggings. Do not forget the instant hijab attached to his head, in accordance with the color of the leggings he wore. Aksa was also ready with his clothes, as well as Arkhan who was still in his room.
Adrian came out of the room wearing a batik shirt that matched the clothes his wife was wearing. The man immediately headed for the middle room. Both of his sons are ready. She holds me Davira who already looks beautiful.
“Which arkhan?”
“Still on top. It's also coming down soon.”
“Toganya is there?”
“There is a school. Toganya rent not buy.”
The man nodded his head only to hear the wife's answer. He took the cake on the table and gave it to Davira. He sipped the coffee he had prepared for him. Dewi himself took the time to breastfeed Aksa, so that the child was not fussy at the school of the sister later.
Meanwhile in the room, Arkhan was still gripping himself in front of the mirror. He was ready in his uniform. Not to forget the boy was wearing a kopeah that matched the color of his uniform. After feeling nothing less with his appearance, Arkhan prepared to go down. As usual, he will say goodbye to his father. The boy stands in front of Aditya's photo.
“Papa.. today I graduated. I was asked to perform at an art show. Doain me yes, pa so that my appearance is good. I can make you proud mama, dad, Avi and Aksa. Oh yes, pa, who wants me to sing genpa loh. I'm going first, pa. Assalamu’alaikum.”
Arkhan dipped two fingers and then taped to Aditya's photo. After that the boy came out of his room. He quickly went down the stairs. His parents and brothers were waiting there. Arkhan approached the Goddess and sat down next to her.
“Mommy's son is ready?”
“Udah, mom.”
“The milk is drunk first, dear.”
Arkhan quickly picked up a glass of milk on the table, then gulped it down. The goddess took a tissue and rubbed the corner of her child's lips that contained milk. Arkhan got up from his seat, preparing to leave. Adrian who has finished his coffee also wakes up with Davira in his cradle.
“We leave now?” ask Adrian.
“Iya, dad.”
Adrian reaches out his hand, Arkhan welcomes his father's hand. Both of them headed for the car that was ready in front of the house. Arkhan got into the front passenger seat. He immediately put on his seat belt. Adrian sat Davira in the back seat and put a seat belt on his son's body. Before long the Goddess entered along with Aksa. Seeing that all the passengers were in their respective positions, Adrian immediately ran his vehicle.
Throughout the journey Arkhan continued to memorize the song he would sing. For graduation at the school, there will be an art show filled by all students who attend there. Arkhan was asked to sing solo with a guitar. The school asked Zidan's parents Roxas to accompany Arkhan to sing.
Adrian's car stops in front of Arkhan's school. There are a lot of vehicles parked there. The man immediately went down and took Davira. The man walks into the school building with Arkhan and Davira on his right, left. The goddess walked behind him while holding Aksa.
Pipit's hand was seen as they entered the hall where the event was held. They immediately approached the woman. Arkhan and Davira immediately kissed the back of Pipit's hand which they used to call genma. Arkhan's homeroom class welcomes his protege. He asked Arkhan to join his friends at the place already provided.
The event began with a welcome from the school and also representatives from parents. Next is the announcement of outstanding students from classes A and B. From the results of learning for a year, Arkhan managed to win number one for class B2. In the school there are two classes B, B1 for girls, B2 for boys. While Zidan managed to win rank 3 for the A2 class category. Lucky boy has intelligence of mom.
After awarding prizes to outstanding students, graduation begins. All Kindergarten B children who attend graduation are welcome to go on stage. They were all wearing black toga with yellow on the edges. They stood in line near the stage. The head and deputy headmaster went up on stage, then the teacher who was under the stage let the children go on stage.
One by one they rose to receive medals and trophies from the head and vice school heads. After that they marched on stage. After awarding medals and trophies, Arkhan was asked to come forward to give a speech. The greeting itself has been prepared by the school, the child is just to read it. Arkhan advanced forward, his hand holding the mic. The boy had already memorized the short speech he had prepared for him.
“Assalamu’alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.”
“Walaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.”
“Alhamdulillah today we can do graduation with friends. During school here we felt happy, there were many lessons we could take and had good friends. Thank you to my beloved teacher who has been guiding us all this time. Thank you to my father and mother who always helped us study at home and prayed for us. We love all of you. May Allah repay your kindness, aamiin ya rabbl’aalamiin. A welcome from me. Wassalamu’alaikum warahmatulli wabarakatuh.”
“Walaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.”
A thunderous applause was heard as Arkhan finished delivering his short speech. The boy returned to his line. Now they will take photos together. The photographer was ready to take pictures of them all. The parents also took pictures through their respective cameras. Adrian continues to take pictures of the child with his DSLR camera.
After the inauguration of graduates, the event continued with performances of performing arts performances from all students. Kindergarten A1 children take to the stage, they will appear to read out short letters. In a loud voice they read seven short letters.
The next performance is a dance performed by the group one class B1. Dressed in a dance costume that has been provided by the school, five children dance to the rhythm of the music song entitled Kun Anta.
After several dance performances, this time class A representatives took to the stage to sing the song asmaul husna. Zidan and Cilla took the stage. In both hands there is a mic. The two looked at each other and nodded their heads. Before long, Zidan and Cilla sang again asmaul husna.
Roxas recorded the child's appearance with his cell phone camera. Adrian has also photographed Zidan several times. Pipit seemed touched to see his five-year-old son was able to recite asthmaul husna fluently and fluently. He shrank the water in the corner of his eye.
After their performance, the show continued. This time the A1 class children went up on stage. They will read the hadiths that have been studied in turn. While on the edge of the stage Arkhan prepared to perform. Roxas was near the boy while carrying his guitar.
One by one A1 children get off the stage after performing. One of the teachers who was lined up as a reader of the show went up on stage.
“For next appearance, we call Arkhan!”
The sound of applause accompanied Arkhan and Roxas' steps as they ascended onto the stage. Adrian is ready with his camera. Pipit replaced Dewi recording the appearance of her son. Roxas pulled up the chair on the stage and sat down there. He set the mic position to fit his guitar. Arkhan also prepared in the middle of the stage with a mic in his hand. Soon, Roxas and Arkhan begin to sing.
“Yaa man shollaita bikullil Anbiya’. Yes man fii qolbika Rohmatun linnas. Yes man allafta quluuban bil Islam. Yes habiibii ya shafii’ ya Rasula Allah. Bi ummi wa abi, fadaytuka sayyidi. Salam wa salam, ‘alayka ya Nabi.”
Arkhan's melodious voice was immediately heard as the boy sang one of his favorite songs, Rahmatan lil’aalamiin belonging to Maher Zain. It cannot be described how Goddess and Adrian feel when they see their children performing on stage. The woman's eyes glazed over, looking at Arkhan as if looking at her late husband. Roxas felt the same feeling. It was as if he was accompanying his best friend to sing.
“Yes man hallayta hayatana bil iman. Yes man bijamalika ‘allamtal ihsan. Yes man nawwarta qulubana bil quran. Yes habibi ya shafi’i Rasula Allah. Bi ummi wa abi, fadaytuka sayyidi. Salam wa salam, ‘alayka ya Nabi.”
Not only Goddess, but Adrian also felt the same way. The man was like seeing his sister perform back on stage to entertain everyone. His eyes could not be seen Arkhan singing Maher Zain's song so smoothly.
Not only his parents, but everyone present was also stunned to hear Arkhan's melodious voice. If only the child wanted to join the talent search event, would have qualified for the final round. His voice was so clear and sweet. His pronunciation of singing Arabic songs is also very fitting.
“Habibi by Muhammad. Bissalami wal huda, Muhammad. Habibi yes, yes Muhammad
Yes rahmatan lil’alameena ya Muhammad. Habibi to Muhammad. Bissalami wal huda, Muhammad. Habibi yes, yes Muhammad. Yes rahmatan lil’alameena yes Muhammad.”
The sound of applause came back after Arkhan finished singing his song. Together with Roxas, the boy stepped off the stage. The goddess immediately welcomed the child and hugged him tightly. His tears decayed when holding a child just a puppet with Aditya.
“Mama why cry?” arkhan asked while wiping away the tears on his mother's face.
“Mama is just moved, dear. Your voice is so good, like your papa.”
“Papa must be proud of me yes, ma.”
“Yes, your papa is very proud of you.”
The goddess kissed her two cheeks and then hugged her again. Slowly she broke her embrace. Arkhan looked at his father who was looking at him. The father's eyes also looked teary. Adrian crouched down and spread out both hands.
“Can you hug dad, baby?”
Arkhan immediately splashed in Adrian's arms. The man hugged the body of the nephew who was considered his own son while landing a kiss on the top of his head. In his shadow, he was hugging the younger brother who since his departure had never been present in his dreams.
“Daddy again kangen same papa, yes?”
“Iya. Daddy misses your dad. If he comes in your dream, please have him present in father's dream.”
Hearing Adrian's words, Pipit could not help but cry. Roxas hugged his wife's shoulder. She also misses her long-time best friend. The goddess continued to wipe away the tears that were soaking her cheeks. Davira and Aksa who knew nothing just stared at her mother who was crying.
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“Bang.”
Adrian turned his head when he heard the voice he so missed calling his name. Aditya walked up to him with a smile on his face, showing his dimples. The man was wearing a white cocoa suit, his face also looked bright. He sat down next to Adrian.
“I miss my brother so much. Sorry if I never came to see my brother. Like you said, I'm busy wooing angel.”
I heard both laughter. Adrian looked at the face of the younger brother. His appearance did not change, it was still the same when the man left him. The man broke the top of the head of the little sister he missed so much.
“Your son is big now. He inherited your mermaid voice. Yesterday he sang for his graduation at school. Arkhan has grown up to be a good and good boy. She also loves her sisters very much.”
“Alhamdulillah, I am happy to hear it. Thank you for educating him well. If I wasn't, I wouldn't be able to educate him as well as brother. Thank you brother for wanting to be my successor, so he did not lose his father figure. Thank you for taking care of him all this time. I love brother.”
Aditya hugged Adrian tightly. Adrian's tears fell. After the little sister left him, only now could she meet again. Aditya was still hugging the older brother, he knew how much the man missed him.
“Abang don't be sad anymore. I am calm in my world now. Thank you for keeping Goddess and Arkhan for me. Now that I've completely calmed down, there's a brother who will always look after the two people I care about. I will wait for my brother, Goddess, mother, papa, aunt, Roxas and children in His Jannah. I will wait until that time comes. Give my dear hug to Dewi, Arkhan, Avi and Aksa.”
Slowly Aditya broke his embrace. His sister's face was still covered in tears. Aditya wiped the tears on his sister's face. Then the man smiled at her smile. Adrian clasped Aditya's hand tightly. Gradually the figure of Aditya looks faint and then disappears from the presence of Adrian.
“Adit!”
Adrian wakes up from his sleep and calls his sister's name. The goddess sleeping beside him was awake. The woman got up from her lying position. Touching the shoulder of the husband who was still sitting quietly beside him.
“Why, a?”
“Adit.he just came in my dream. After a long time, only now did he appear. I miss him so much.”
The goddess hugged her husband's body, gently stroked his head and rubbed his back. Adrian's cry broke again in the arms of his wife. The goddess let Adrian shed all his longing and sorrow. The negligee she wore wet from her husband's tears.
“Aa is already a good brother to him. Aa has also taken care of myself and Arkhan very well. He definitely did not want to make my brother sad, so he never appeared in my dream. Enough Arkhan alone who became a longing remedy for all of us.”
There was no reply from Adrian, the man still sobbing. Slowly the Goddess released her embrace. The clear circle that soaked her husband's face, then cupped Adrian's face with both hands.
“Mas Adit is fine. He was calm in nature, as I said. Aa don't be sad anymore. There's been a lot he's done for her as long as she's alive, and Adit knows it. She also loves aa very much, like aa loves her.”
Adrian's feeling was a little calm hearing what his wife said. The two hands of the Goddess then landed a kiss on the back of her hand. Slowly the Goddess rewrote her husband's body. She also lies down and goes into the arms of her husband.
Adrian tried to close his eyes again. His mind tried to repeat his brief meeting with Aditya earlier. In addition to feeling sad, the man was also happy to see the younger brother who already looked calm and happy. In his heart continued to pray that Aditya was always given the best place on the side of the Creator. Adrian tightened his embrace on the wife's body. The woman he loved so much as well as the most beautiful gift Aditya gave him.
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Roxas and Pipit were playing with their two children on the porch. A car stopped in front of his house. From inside came Mario along with two young women. Roxas stood up and opened the turnstile for his guests.
“Roxas, my son.”
Mario hugs Roxas warmly. This is his second visit to Indonesia. He wanted to see his second grandson who had just been born a few months ago. Although this is his second visit, but he still follows the development of his son in the country through skype or telephone connections.
“This is your sister. Adriana and Bianca.”
Alternately Roxas greeted his two brothers. Carrying Yumna, Pipit approached his father-in-law. Mario's eyes sparkled to see the child in a sling.
“This is my grand daughter? (this is my grandson?).”
“Yes.”
“May I?”
Pipit gives Yumna to Mario. The man seemed very happy to see Yumna did not refuse to be carried by him. Zidan who was playing cars left his toys just like that and approached his father. He stood beside Roxas looking at the people standing in front of him.
“Oh look at this handsome boy. Hi.. what’s your name (oh look at this handsome boy. hi.... what's your name?),” asked Adriana while crouching in front of Zidan.
“Zidan.”
“Hi.. Zidan's. I’m Adriana, I’m your aunt (hi Zidan. I'm Adriana. I'm seeing you).”
“Aunt?”
Zidan's face was confused. Roxas equates himself with the child. He began to explain who the people in front of him were. The boy listened carefully to the father's explanation.
“That's Zidan's grandfather, his name is opa Mario. This is Zidan's aunt. Aunt Adriana and aunt Bianca.”
Chief Zidan nodded at his father's explanation. Roxas himself chose to make peace with reality rather than dwell on hatred. With his chest he accepted Mario. After all, that man was his real father. In his blood also flowed Mario's blood. Although their relationship still feels awkward, but it is better than the first time they met.
“Why do I rarely see opa sama aunty?”
“Opa sama aunty live in Italy.”
“Away yes, pa?”
“Far.. if ride delman, about five new years until.”
Zidan gawked at his papa's words. Pipit patted her husband's arm which sometimes never serious in speaking. The woman allowed Mario and his children to enter. Enin, who is also already legowo on Mario, welcomed the arrival of his former son-in-law well. Pipit as usual becomes a translator for the husband and also enin.
“I bring present for you. Will you come to take it from the car? (i brought you a gift. Will you come to the car to pick it up?),” asked Mario to Zidan.
“Opa has a gift for Zidan. Follow opa to the car,” said Pipit.
With the face of sumringah Zidan followed Mario. The man opened the trunk of the car and pulled out a car that could be driven by Zidan. The boy's eyes glanced at him.
“Wow...” said.
“Let’s try this (let's try it).”
Mario went back into the house. He asks Zidan to drive the mini car he bought for his beloved granddaughter. The man taught me how to drive a car that could move like a real car. The car uses a battery to move it.
“Yeahayyy.. Idan so Rossi!” his yell.
“Not Rossi. if Rossi who trade knows at the intersection,” chirped Roxas.
“Lewis Hamilton,” Exclamation Adriana.
Zidan's happy laughter was heard when the boy started driving his car. He's circling around the house. But because his movement inside the house is limited, Roxas invites his son to play outside the house. Bianca offers to accompany him and Roxas does not refuse. Adriana is playing with Yumna.
“I’m happy for both of you. Thank you for everything (i am so happy for you both. Thank you for all).”
“Roxas still awkward if near to you. But he’s loving you as a father (Roxas is still awkward if close to you. But he loves you as his father).”
“I know, and I’m very gratefull. This is enough for me (i know, and I'm so grateful. This is enough for me).”
Smile expands on Pipit's face hearing Mario's words. Roxas who was still outside along with Bianca and Zidan, secretly ordered food for his guests. Not Italian food, but Sundanese food. He wanted his father and sisters to taste the food he loved so much.
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**That galfok yesterday, I obviously did. The pinter english is bi Lisa is not enin, because she worked at LN🤭
From tomorrow I have a holiday until Lebaran.
Sorry Inner Birth for everything🙏**