Tell Your Father I'm a Muslim
Weaken
”Wake, Son. Pinocchio misses you. He wants to come with me to visit you, but here you can't bring a pet. He misses running around with you, Dave. Don't you miss him too?” The priest tried to get him to talk, as if his son could hear. Sometimes David's forehead was taken and he kissed her lovingly.
***
Maryam still fainted. His father sat beside his bed restlessly. While his mother was still faithful chanting the word of God in her holy book.
”I want to meet the man who made my son like this!” His father broke the mood. Her mother stopped reading her Qur'an, she turned to her husband. He didn't speak a word.
”What kind of love is this, Khadijah?” his father asked a little.
His wife is still silent.
”It looks like we used to be nothing like this. It is common in love affairs. But why is Maryam so overloaded? What should I do, Khadijah? I don't know, by Allah, I'm not sincere and unwilling if the American becomes her husband. I don't want to, Khadijah. I don't want our son to get lost.” His father was getting desperate.
Maryam's mother tried to calm her husband while embracing his shoulder, ”It is, dear, we just pray to Him. Let Him be
finish this weird business.”
”I have to go out, I want to meet the boy.” He hurried from his seat, then left his son and wife. Unheeded the wife who tried to prevent his steps. Before turning the corner of the hallway, he runs into Anggel who is carrying a box of fruit for Maryam.
”You know where the house of the man who made Mary sick was?” ask Maryam's father to Anggel.
Angel looked down, he felt a little scared. Finally he had to tell Mary's father.
”He's in this hospital. If you want to meet him, I can take you there.” Angel answered a little doubtfully.
”He's in this hospital? Quickly take me to his room.”
Mary's father was impatient.
Anggel shows David's hospital room, while Maryam's father follows him from behind Anggel. In her heart Anggel was afraid that Maryam's father would do reckless to his best friend. He prayed all the way to David's room.
Arriving at the door, Anggel knocked cautiously. A monk opened the door to the inpatient room. Mary's father smiled, while the monk looked strangely, but he no doubt invited her in as well.
Mary's father was surprised to see the priest who had briefly spoken to him in the waiting room, sitting by the side of a teenage boy lying helplessly.
A similar reaction was also shown by the priest. In his heart he wondered.
”You are here, Sir. Can I help you?” the priest tried to smile.
”I want to meet a child who made my son suffer.” Mary's father said firmly.
The priest only realized that he was talking to earlier was the father who made his son, David, suffer.
Then he stood up, drawing closer to Maryam's father, looking at her face with pus.
”You want to meet the boy who made your daughter suffer, Mister?” the priest with all his might held the turmoil in his heart.
Maryam's father was silent, as if he understood the condition of the boy as well as his daughter, had not been conscious. The boy was none other than the son of the priest.
”Look, he's trying to fight to forget your daughter, sir,” David's father said poignantly.
Maryam's father was still silent.
”You want to scold her? You want to tell her to go away from your child's life? He's done everything. She's already
try your hardest to follow what you want, Mr.” Her tears kept flowing.
”The face of this boy is handsome. So good-looking. But between him and Mary as water and oil, they would not have been able to unite me. I wouldn't have possibly done it. But I'm sure he'll be able to get through it. And so is Maryam. I believe it.” Maryam's father tried to convince himself. Not long after, he begged himself to leave. David's father simply responded in silence. In his mind he also thought of the words that Maryam's father had spoken.
***
In the hallway of the hospital, Khadijah, Maryam's mother, was deliberately waiting for her husband to talk about something.
”Have met the boy?” ask wife.
”Already,” the answer is short.
”Happy? Already satisfied to make all this messed up?” his wife said insinuating.
”You mean? Why are you mad at me, honey?” maryam's father was astonished by her wife's attitude.
”This is all your fault,” he replied.
”My fault? Where's my fault? My actions are correct, Khadijah. The boy is not as faithful as us.” Mary's father defended himself.
”So long I've had enough to shut up, Isaac. All this time I've been a good wife to you, always obey your word. But I don't think my attitude is entirely right, because I also have the right to talk and participate in solving our family problems.” His wife
little scream.
”What's wrong? Explain!” The husband did not lose.
”You're too tight for Maryam. He's saturated and feels like a robot that has to obey everything you want. Maryam has a soul, let her soul fill this life without being too restrained. Are you not aware? Try to count how much love you give compared to your anger, restraint and selfishness to him? Which is the most? Your love or selfishness?” khadijah said while crying.
”Maryam needs love. And that he did not get from us, because he himself never understood love or selfishness. All he knows is our selfishness. Until when he finds someone who cares and loves him, this is what it will be like. We should introspect ourselves,” continued Khadijah again still with his stuffing.
”This is not a matter of selfishness, Khadijah. Nope. But this is a matter of his future life, his future before God. I know I
not a good father. I've failed to be a father, I know that, but I just want to be on His path, Khadija. That's it.” Isaac was crying.
Khaled who heard the debate before entering the corner of the ward where Maryam was being treated, only fell silent. He did not intend to eavesdrop on the conversation of Maryam's parents, but no doubt he also heard it. He doesn't know what he's going to do.
”I want my son healed, Isaac. I want him to get out of this. I don't want to lose another child. Enough Asiyah has left, I do not want this time Maryam also left because of our selfishness.” Khadijah was sitting limp in a waiting chair nearby.
”You mean, you want me to allow his love affair with the American teenager?” ask Isaac to Khadijah.
Hearing that conversation, Khaled's heart was stunned.
”I don't know, Isaac. I don't know. Obviously I don't want Maryam to go.” Khadija is getting upset.
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