The Father's Lies

The tragic events of Farhan

The Farhan residence

'Sorry I am Bayu, maybe this time I have to lie to you' Hendra's mind when after the vidio call with Bayu in his hometown turned off.

"Why son? How come you look sad, isn't it we should be happy to see Bayu getting better in his village". Said Farhan's mother who saw Farhan's expression sad.

"Parents must be sad because nak Bayu is still a long time here. I'm happy to see your familiarity, I'm also glad you finally have sodara, one more thought. But you don't think no. Just pray for the best". Said the father advising his son.

"Yes sir, Farhan is not sad. Just miss the atmosphere together, sir". Farhan reassured both his parents.

'Sorry Farhan yes sir, bus. Farhan doesn't want to be honest with you, Farhan is afraid of losing you all.' Inner Farhan again.

"You rest there, you have to get up early tomorrow to open the cafe. I also want to rest." Mother's mouth rubbed Farhan's head.

"Well ma'am, asalamualaikum buk, sir" said Farhan pamit to his room.

In the room Farhan pondered over a threat he had imagined for two days. The threat to her looks real involving both her parents.

"Do I have to say the same to Bayu? But fear is that Bayu is also their target". Farhan said in quiet solitude until he shed a tear remembering the threat.

"Allah has strengthened the servant of Allah. Servant did not want both my parents and foster brother to bear their threats". Said Farhan in his prayer until he fell asleep because tired of thinking accompanied by tears.

The next day as usual routine in the morning Farhan and his father headed to the mosque to perform congregational prayers. Farhan felt cool and shady to hear the talk of Mr. Ustad in the moment after prayer. Even he felt happy and smiled at the opportunity he often did this. But this time I saw Farhan too very happy to be seen from the expression of his face, so the father also smiled to see his beloved son increasingly liked the religious lectures.

After the prayer Farhan and the Father went home. In the middle of the road, he revealed what he thought about the time in the mosque.

"The father looks very happy to hear the lecture of Mr. Ustad earlier, even though the review as usual Han. What are you thinking, son?". Say father.

"Farhan is always happy sir, also the pak ustad's study of parental affection makes Farhan lucky sir. Farhan was already satisfied with Farhan's current achievements. Farhan dear Father". Said Farhan and immediately hugged his father until he looked surprised to see Farhan's behavior.

"Yes, my father loves you too. From the past until now my love for you has not changed son. You are also lucky to have you. Look at the father has grown up and now has pioneered the right effort. There is so much you can accomplish, son. Never be satisfied, do you not remember wanting to make your mother happy? And I also want to see you happy later". Said the father who felt there was something strange about his son.

"Yes sir, only Farhan was very happy to be able to protect my father and mother. Yok sir we should get home soon and eat fried bananas made by mom". Farhan said slightly dragging his father. Mr. Farhan slightly suspects there is something odd about Farhan's remark, but he tries not to suspect his son. Because Farhan's father knew very well how his son was.

Arriving at home Farhan enthusiastically immediately sat down after saying his greetings and greeting his mother.

"Slow down, son, don't be in a hurry. I deliberately fried a lot for you". Said the mother saw her son is not usually like that.

"You're why son, I saw last night you're sad now happy. What's the matter with you, son?". I said a little surprised.

"It's okay buk, Farhan just feel happy to enjoy our time buk. We do not know this time can be repeated or not, so while this time there we enjoy donk buk". Farhan said making mother and father feel increasingly strange.

"Husss son, what the hell are you talking about. I don't want you to talk like that. We will always be together and we will pray long life to God". Said the mother who did not accept Farhan's words.

"Yes buk. Farhan understands buk". Farhan replied casually.

The father saw his son feel something strange about his son. He watched Farhan greedily eat the morning meal his mother had prepared. But the father just kept quiet and prayed that it would not happen to the family especially to his son Farhan.

The sun began to rise beautifully. Precisely at 09.45 Farhan and his parents are ready to leave for the cafe Fb family. Ibuk departed by going on a subscription gojek, while father and Farhan rode the blind motorbike.

Along the way Farhan had a warm conversation with his father. With moderate speed the speed of the motor broke through the traffic until it arrived on a deserted road empty until at his cafe. Suddenly in the opposite direction there is an old pick-up car doing fast which seems to deliberately forward right in front of the motorbike driven by Farhan.

Dubbbrrraaaaaaatkkkkkkk.. The world seemed to stop spinning, Farhan who seemed to spontaneously protect his father's head until it lay on the asphalt.

Ngiiiingggggggggg the hum and screech began to echo rhythmically. The sound of Farhan's name calling mixed with a rhythmic cry had begun to be heard, but the voice was slowly lost to Farhan. Ashadeallaiahailawllah, wa ashaduanamuhammad darasullah as if the speech was believed Farhan menenagkanya at a time that is difficult to describe.

Farhan's mother who rode a subscription motorcycle riding behind Farhan's motorcycle earlier. He looked exactly and immediately hysterically saw the tragic incident to the two people he loved.

"Farhan,, husband... Oh God..." Said Farhan's mother immediately came down and approached the football that had not been mobbed by people.

"Farhan, father, wake up, O God of many bloods". The words of Farhan's mother who held Farhan's head and felt the fresh liquid had flooded his hands. Farhan's voice called two words of martyrdom by his unceasing mother.

"Tolongggs... Please take my son and husband to the hospital". Speak Farhan's mother Hysterically to the person who passed the road.

People have started to arrive. Some people huddled to discuss the pick-up car that hit the motorbike that Farhan was driving could not be followed and also lost track. But Farhan's mother ignored that, thinking that her son and husband would be safe.

Almost thirty Farhan and his father had not been conscious waiting for an ambulance to arrive on the call of the people. Mother panicked a little Hysterical incessantly hugged the two people she loved regardless of the blood smearing her.

"Uhukk, mother.... Farhan". Finally, I realized that I was looking at his wife.

"Fathers, thank goodness you're sober. We're gonna get to the hospital fast, everything's gonna be okay, sir". The sobbing of mother until the tragic incident drained Farhan's mother's tears.