
I was confused by my own attitude, when I wanted to get away from the Izal bang, it was my children who brought us closer.
After thinking it through carefully, I decided to contact the Izak bang, because my children's happiness was paramount to me.
I grabbed my phone and started looking for contacts on Izal's behalf on my phone that were still stored in my phone's internal memory.
I looked at my daughter's face again to ensure my resolve, for your sake my dear son, mama will sacrifice the feelings of mama, even though the life of mama, mama will definitely give, mama will give, I said in my heart while kissing my daughter Syakira and my son Habib.
I called Izal's phone number.
After trying three times, our cell phone finally hooked up.
" Assalamualaikum bang" I said.
" Wa alaikum greetings deck, finally you want to contact Abang, even though Brother misses you guys very much, you are fine right?", he asked.
" Thank God, we're fine, bang, I just want to say something to you, brother, this is a request from Syakira", I said starting our conversation.
" What's wrong with Syakira?", he asked.
" Syakira wants to see you, and she misses you so much" I said.
" Didn't you miss me deck?", he asked spontaneously.
" You don't have to go overboard, you have no place in my heart, our relationship is over, this is all I have to call you, because I promised Syakira, and I don't want my daughter Syakira to be sad just because of my selfishness" I said firmly.
" Okay deck, next Sunday there's a red date after Sunday, so I can stay at your house for the night" he said.
" Alright, but you stay at the hotel only, because we are not muhrim anymore" I said firmly.
" I never divorced you before, but you divorced me, next month we'll be strangers, don't you feel sorry for me anymore?, I want to be with you too, I want to be with you guys, but if it is your will I will follow the deck" he said.
"Yes, that's what I want, we better keep our distance, besides you should be more focused on taking care of your wife who again bunting it, not busy wooing me!," I said began to emotion.
" Don't emotion deck, ntar quickly old you know, Abang just kidding, don't enter the heart yes, into the pocket aja, according to the wishes of Mrs Ani, Abang will stay at the hotel alone" he said.
" Assalamualaikum" I said, terminating our cell phone connection.
You*a male basis, dar*t, not enough one woman for him, I murmured inwardly.
I let out a long sigh and let it out slowly, so that my mind and heart would calm down a little.
I closed my sleepy eyes while praying to Allah SWT, so that he would always mourn and protect us.
Time passed, days changed, not five days passed. Bang Izal told me that Friday night he was leaving Medan for my uncle's house, because I didn't want him to do anything for me, because I would be alone at home with my children.
I told my uncle and aunt about the planned arrival of the Izal bang to meet Syakira and Habib, my uncle agreed, because Izal bang also has the right to see his son.
"Assalamualaikum" I said, knocking on my uncle's door.
" Wa alaikum salam", replied my Aunt.
" You have come, how is Kira?", asked my aunt with a smile.
" Alhamdulillah healthy grandma, Ooh yes grandma, said my father will come here huh grandma?", he asked curiously.
"Dear, tomorrow morning, your father may be here" replied my aunt.
" Hooree, thank you ma, tomorrow I'm just going to school, let my friends believe that I do have a Dad" he said with a happy smile.
" Dear, Kira said it tomorrow morning to your father, son" I said with a smile on her face.
Well, this Saturday night, we stayed at my uncle's house to avoid unwanted things from happening, let alone us just ordinary humans, he said, and we are just waiting for the final decision of our divorce hearing at the Sipirok state religious court.
The night passed, I saw the reaction of my daughter who was very happy because she wanted to meet her biological father, then I realized that my daughter actually loved her father very much and missed him very much, she suppressed her feelings for me, she said, yet he was a child, already able to sacrifice like that for my sake, whereas I never realized, how helpless your servant is, O Allah, strengthen our souls and bodies in the face of this test of life, I said in my heart, wiping away the tears that flowed from the corners of my eyes.
The morning arrived, when the adhan shubuh reverberated, I woke up to the sound of knocking on my uncle's door.
" Assalamualaikum" he said.
I rushed to the door of my uncle's house to see who had come to see him like this.
I peeked at him from the side glass, I saw Izal bang standing at my uncle's door.
" Wa alaikum salam" I said as I opened my uncle's door.
" Please enter the bang, rest first in the living room, because my uncle and aunt are praying the prayer" I said as I passed to the kitchen to make a warm sweet tea for him.
Finished making the drink, I brought the warm sweet tea to the living room and allowed it to be drunk by the Izal bang.
" Thank you deck" he said, smiling at me.
" I pray the morning prayer first yes bang, if you want to pray, please go ahead" I said as I passed to go to the bathroom to clean my body and take ablution to perform the prayer.
After the prayer, I came out of our bedroom to help my aunt cook.
" Same as Habib is still sleeping son?", asked my Aunt.
" Yes Bi, I haven't told them about the arrival of the Izal bang, because I see they are still sleeping soundly" I said with a smile on their face.
" I know you must be worried about your own feelings, right son?" said my aunt.
" Yes Bi, I am confused what to do, so that my children can understand our true situation" I said while slicing vegetables.
" Just ask your heart, pray to Allah SWT, ask for guidance and help from Allah SWT, because Allah SWT knows better what is best for us than ourselves, surely the guidance and help will come alone ", my aunt advised.
" Yes Bi, I will ask for guidance and help from Allah SWT, perhaps by praying istikharah and tahajud, Allah SWT gives me guidance and His help ", I said while slicing vs vegetables and potatoes to cook.
Finished cooking, I woke up my daughter Syakira and my son Habib.
" Wake up baby, your father has come" I said, stroking his hair.
I saw Syakira immediately open her eyes and look at my face full of questions, maybe she was still hesitant with my words.
" Dear, your father has come, and is resting in the living room" I said with a smile on his face.
He immediately got out of bed and ran towards the living room.
" Aayaaah" he said loudly while running to hug his father's body.
" Beware dear, watch out for falls" said bang Izal immediately captured the body of his daughter.
" I don't think you'll come here" Syakira said, crying her arms around her father.
" But I came, baby, so Kira don't be sad anymore, I miss you so much" she said, holding Syakira in the guest seat.
" Yes Well, later Kira to school delivered by her father yes, let Kira know the same friends Kira, let them believe that Kira does have a father", he said while hugging his body.
I saw Izal bang silent at his daughter's words, and looked at my face with pushy eyes and guilt.
I turned my face to look away from me.
Because, I don't want to get carried away with this heartwarming feeling and atmosphere.
My aunt just shed tears seeing this heartwarming scene.
" Habib", call bang Izal.
Habib was just silent, did not respond to his father's call, because since birth, Izal bang was indeed less close to Habib, our son.
Even Habib was afraid to see his father, because he did not recognize him.
I saw the sad face of Izal bang, because his own son did not know him.
It was his own fault for not paying attention to our children when we were together.
" Let's go baby, Kira takes a shower first, let me drive you to school after breakfast" said Izal.
" Yes Well" he said as he ran to the bathroom to clean his body.
After the bath, Syakira rushed to wear her school uniform neatly.
" Ma, combin Kira donk's hair" she said, giving her comb to my hand.
After combing and tying her long hair, the kuami rushed towards the kitchen for breakfast.
After breakfast, Izal and Syakira tire directly to us to go to Syakira school.
Finished taking them to the porch of my house back into the house to bathe my son Habib.
At just two and a half years old, my son started talking about everything he saw.
" NTU capa ma" he said.
" That's my dear father", I said with a smile on him.
" A.yah", he said with an adorable face.
" Yes dear, A.yah", I said as I kissed her cheek and laughed at her adorable face.
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