
To celebrate Aisyah's graduation day, Rayyan and the family will hold a dinner together at their residence. Not only the parents Shafa and Rayyan, but, Jeffri and aunt Lilis and Yolanda also present as a form of sympathy for Aisyah and the family who have contributed a lot in the process of Rayyan's return to their midst.
"Mom, the cooking is a lot. Kaya wants ajatan aja" cried Aisyah who joined the parents in the kitchen.
"Nothing shah, it is rare that we can gather all rich gini. Not really mbak?" Sahut Ibu Rayyan's.
"Yes, really... You are ahead, accompany Shafa take care of the boys. Mommy heard Zizi and Am cry. Must be fighting again" said Mommy who was cleaning fruits.
"Thank you so much, I'm so honored. Thank God we have a new family here" replied Ambu Haru. So warmly Rayyan and Shafa's family treated him.
Aisyah walked towards the middle room that was no less crowded. Shafa was calming down Zifara who was crying. While in the corner of the room, Rayyan was carrying Am who looked pouting. Must be fighting again he thought.
"Aish, here son," Daddy Shafa patted the empty sofa next to him. It seemed that these elders were seriously chatting.
"Aisha has graduated. What's the plan ahead? Want to go to work or go to school again?" Rayyan's father asked shortly after the sweet gadia landed herself on the sofa.
"Do you want to marry me?" A prayer that invites the laughter of Daddy and Dad.
"Ish, abah what the hell," No doubt it makes Aisyah blushing.
"Aisyah is too young to marry bah," Sahut Rayyan who still carries the son.
"Yes, Aish Teh still wants to find experience. Want to work first" replied Aisyah steady.
"Yes, you work at Aisyah's clinic, and you learn to be a professional nurse" What a tempting offer from the owner of a well-known clinic in the capital. If Malvin wasn't in the clinic, Aisyah would have done it without a second thought. The problem is, he is in the phase of wanting to move on from his feelings and trying to avoid Malvin. He realized that his feelings should not grow. He has to push it before it develops. Because once again he was convinced that he was just an escape. He could still see the immense love in Malvin's eyes for Shafa.
"Emmm... Thank you doc, I'll think about the doctor's offer" he said politely.
Meanwhile, outside the house a silver car had just stopped in the courtyard of the two-story house. The three people inside looked slightly stunned by the sight before him.
"Sorry sir, there's a guest in front. It seems from far away" said Mr. Madi mberi tahu shortly after seeing people who had just seen him get out of the car.
Abah and the two old men of Shafa immediately got up from their seats. They already knew who had come to visit the family of Mr. Kyai from their village who had planned to visit.
Mr. Kyai's arrival was welcomed so warmly by the Shafa and Rayyan extended families. However, they are good people who also tried Rayyan during the accident. Currently they are having a warm chat in the living room accompanied by a cup of tea and a variety of snacks.
"Punten kang, can I pray? You see, there was no time to pray Ashar" The Purple hijab girl ventured to open her voice, although her eyes did not dare to meet directly with the teary-eyed man sitting across the table.
"Oh yes, of course you can. Mr. Kyai and mother also who knows if we want to rest, we have prepared a guest room" replied Rayyan so kindly.
"Thank you son Andi, uh punten I even call the name of the village." Errata, Mr. Kyai who feels bad for not knowing Rayyan's real name.
"It's okay, Kyai. Andi or Rauyan are the same."
"Mom, Neng Risa would like to pray, please in between?" Rayyan's pinta was so gentle on Shafa who had just come up with a plate of warm fried bananas. Didn't he know, that his sentence just now had teased the side of the calm-faced girl who had long since felt him.
The two of them walked towards the room not far from the living room.
"This is the mukena and the alphabet" Shafa gave the prayer equipment that had just been taken from the closet.
"Mommy, what's this aunt?" Ask Zizi who has been tailing her mother ever since.
"This aunt Risa Zi, her friend's father means a mommy friend too" replied Shafa as he lifted Zizi into her sling.
"Hey. What's your name?" Risa tries to interact with the beautiful little toddler.
"Acu Zizi" He answered briefly.
"His name is Zifara, commonly called Zizi" Shafa confirmed.
"A pretty name, like the guy." The reply. I don't know why his mind immediately breezed everywhere when he saw the little girl like a live barbie. Too pretty to be Rayyan's son, she thought.
Since then the view of Risa can not be separated from the beautiful white toddler who is now struggling spoiled in the lap of the father. From the very beginning of seeing her, he wondered, was it really Rayyan's son. Ah, it seems impossible to see the difference in skin color and facial features that are very contrasted with the father who has a local level.
After dinner, they were still chatting in the backyard of Rayyan's residence. The plan, tonight Mr. Kyai and his family also stayed at the Rayyan residence, before returning to Bandung tomorrow morning. And because of their conversation in the back garden, Rissa and the family came to know the ins and outs of the Shafa family. As a tit for tat, Rissa, who is looking for a job, gets a chance to work at Daddy Shafa's Clinic. Doctor Harsya certainly did not mind recruiting Rissa considering the girl's family helped the daughter-in-law a lot.
"Then Rissa's son doesn't need to come home tomorrow, so he can go straight to the clinic with his files" said Daddy Shafa.
"Insha Allah sir, I also want to learn the cost of boarding," he replied.
I don't know why Shafa's heart felt so uncomfortable with the existence of the beautiful girl. Honestly, he was afraid if the events of a few years ago repeated. Although the girl looked kind and righteous, whose human heart knew it, right? Ah, maybe more precisely he was afraid of the graceful charm of a Rissa able to attract the attention of the husband.
"Mommy why did he daydream" Rayyan immediately approached his wife who was unaware of his arrival and hugged him from behind.
"I'm afraid Mas" he answered honestly. He turned to look at Rayyan's calm eyes.
"Fearful? What is Shafa afraid of?" Rayyan continued to look at the wife's worried face while tidying up the messy little hairs around her forehead.
"I'm afraid I'm a polygamous Ray" his great-grandson shrieked while turning his eyes the other way.
"Father is also afraid of mom," Typal Rayyan made Shafa curious.
"Fear what?"
Just be careful if your answer makes me angry. I'm taking your kids away. Inner Shafa.
"Fear of the same whiz of mommy's child, can-can father in exchange added the same doctor Malvin" he replied while hugging tightly the body of the wife.