The Faithful Heart

Father and Son

The god walked down the path near Aleena and Russell's house. And sure enough, he found Russell was sitting relaxed while holding a fishing rod in his hand. Instead of focusing on the lure of both eyes instead look glare far ahead as if watching a duck passing by in front of him.

" Straight.....!" shouted the God who broke Russell's daydream, even he looked a little aghast.

"Huh...??!!!!" Russell was a confused man.

" Quick pull the fishing line, sir, don't let the fish loose." cried God.

" Ah, yeah, of course." the fishing rod feels heavy when pulled even Russell looks to have to exert a lot of energy to do it and sure enough a fish size large enough to be seen has been stuck in the hook.

" Splash..pyak oil....!!" the sound of the fish's tail flapping repeatedly hit the surface of the water.

" Wow, nice catch, Mr. Russell. That's a big enough fish." praise God while wanting to help his biological father take the fish from the fishing hook.

"Hurry to hold the fish firmly...!" exclaim Russell while maintaining the fishing tackle with both hands.

" Well I got it, I got it." The god managed to hold the big fish. With his heart he released the mouth of the fish that was in the hook.

But arrived.....

" YUUURRR...!!!" the fish slipped out of God's hand and jumped into the water. In an instant the fish disappeared from the sight of God and Russell.

" The fish.." the mouth of the God gaped wide as his hand pointed towards the water.

" Seriously???" Russell looked at the God with a pus.

" He he, sorry Mr. Russell the fish slipped out of hand. Maybe today it's not the fish's destiny to die at our hands." The God smiled stiffly feeling guilty.

" YOU.....?!"

" Ah done. I've been wrong to entrust my results to you. Just holding a fish like that you can't. Don't don't you've never fished before, have you?" investigating Russell sharpened his gaze toward the God.

Busyets..... How did he know that I had never fished before. This is so embarrassing.

" Ha ha ha. Don't be careless when you talk about Mr. Russell. Who has never fished? I'm very good at this. Let's go fight. Just look who's going home with a big fish in his hand." challenge the God looks full of confidence.

Fishing is not easy, is it? Simply throw the fishing line into the water and wait until there is a fish that snatches the bait. Yup, its easy.

" You're too confident young man. I accept your challenge. Take this fishing rod and prove what you say." Russell handed a fishing rod with an intimidating look.

" Alright, but in order not to disturb each other we have to sit a little far apart. I'll sit there." said Dewa as he began to take about 10 meters away from his father's body.

Fishing huh? All right, let's start, I won't lose to you, Dad. We should have done moments like this a long time ago. But it's okay, we do it now. Okay time to ask the versatile google.

Silent silence God look at fishing tutorials that are on google. He watches the instructions carefully as if each move will be monitored and assessed.

I ready.....

The god began to swing his fishing rod with all his might into the water, moving it made as similar as possible to the one in the video he just watched.

" Splash..."

" Let's quickly start Mr. Russell, throw your hook..!" exclaim the Gods with high confidence.

" Ha ha ha, are you sure you're going to start this challenge?" reply Russell in a loud voice.

" Of course. Didn't you just see I threw my fishing hook?"

" Ha ha ha. What do you mean fishing line without bait and hook at the end ? Ha ha ha ha's. How would you catch a fish with such an empty end. Ha ha ha." poked Russell with his mouth wide open from laughing loosely.

Whahuh? Where could I be wrong? I really haven't set a bait at the end of my fishing line. Oh shit, this is so embarrassing. Did I accidentally skip that part? I have to what now? I can't look stupid in front of him. Don't let him know that I haven't been fishing in my entire life.

" Oh, I was just warming up. Deliberately throw the end of the fishing line that is still empty, to measure the strength of my fishing line first. Don't you know this? In my place every professional angler used to do it." let God talk recklessly.

" Of course it's true. Now it seems like my warm-up is enough. Where do you keep the hook for this fishing line?" The god approached Russell.

" Take this...! Choose the hook you like. Or do you also have a different way to attach a hook at the end of the rope?" Russell threw a box in which there was a selection of fishing hooks. The word contains ridicule.

" It is better to focus on the fishing rod in your hand. And look how I'm gonna win this challenge." The god took one of the hooks while pulling his lips up by force.

The god again saw a flat, box-shaped object in his hand. Again he asked Google for help how to install the correct fishing line. He made sure there were no more mistakes this time.

" Draw...!" he started throwing his hook into the water.

" Straight...!" russell shouted in excitement as his hook had been pulled by a fish. Immediately he began to pull the lure so that he could immediately catch the fish in his hook. A medium-sized fish he managed to catch, although the size was not as large as the fish that had been released.

" Ha ha ha, good. What about you, young man?"

" Just wait a minute."

" Straight....." Russell yelled again because the hook was pulled back by the fish.

" Straight.." cried Russell for the last time to warm the heart of God.

Ah damn...!! Why isn't there even a fish in my hook? This is so embarrassing.

After a long wait, God's hook was pulled by a fish.

" Straight... Straight....!!! Look at dad, it's my first fish catch." cried God loudly. He subconsciously called Russell "father".

" Deg...!" the heart of God seemed to stop when he realized his words just now.

" Eh, ma-sorry I mean Tu-Master Russell." The god corrected his words with a slight stammer. He even forgot to pull the fishing line in his hand.

How'this? Why did I call him Dad?

Russell walked over towards the Deity with a sharp gaze to the green bead that was in front of him, making the Deity even more misbehaving.

" You have to pull the fishing rod immediately so that the fish does not come back" Russell said in a cold tone.

" Take that fishing line, my son."

The god was flabbergasted to hear the man in front of him calling himself "my son". It was as if all the organs within him had stopped functioning for a moment.

" A-boy?? You call me son?" The Lord made sure that he did not hear wrong.

" Yes, you are my son, aren't you? You're my son, my son." Russell repeated his words with tears.

" YAHHHHH....!!!" the God's cry broke out. All the longing, hate and disappointment that has accumulated over the past 27 years has now been washed away with the swift tears that continue to flow.

" Dad.... Father.." sobs the God in the arms of his biological father. The figure he had been waiting for his presence for a lifetime was now in his arms and called him a child. What a happy and unexpected thing.

" My boy... My boy... You son.... My son." sobs Russell.

The two men of different ages pressed each other's arms together filled with sobs and tears. A child who misses the figure of a father, and a man who is very longing for the presence of a child in his life finally now they can both embrace each other pour out all their feelings.

" Stop crying, wipe your tears. You look ugly when you cry." Russell broke his embrace.

" What about yourself, Old Man? You look uglier than me."

" Old Man????"

" You call me Old Man? Where was your manners when you called me sir yesterday?"

" Ha ha ha.." they laughed together.