The Pawned Marriage

New Threat

Dimiko ran to the parking lot of his bike at school. He came home to help his mother at the restaurant.

“Dim, play first on the beach,” invite his friends.

“I want to help Mama. Tomorrow, yes.”

Not for a minute, the boy had led his bike out of the school fence.

There he stopped to see the figure of a handsome man who made a scene pick-up mothers.

Dimiko's lips immediately cut down. But because he remembered that he still had to be polite to an older person and this was his father, he approached Zayn.

Mothers get more excited when they see Dim kissing the reverent back of Zayn's hand.

“Dim, pacare your mother?” Ask one of them.

“My biological father, Auntie,” replied Dim briefly then looked at his father.

Not responding to the whispers of mothers, Zayn said to his pura, “Papa also ride a bike, Dim. Together yok.”

“I want to talk to Papa on the beach first. Dim doesn't have a phone. Can I borrow a phone to tell Mama?”

“Ready! This Dim ..”

Dissipated that the mothers there were getting closer to satisfy the kepepoan, Zayn invited Dim to stay away.

“Assalamualaykum Ma, Dim came home a little late because he wanted to talk to Papa on the beach. So you want to be taken in the box at the market? Later Dim came by.”

“Waalaykumussalam, Darling. Okay, Papa told Mama too. Box has been sent, really. Dim, that's fine, yeah.”

“Originally Mama is not sad, Dim will be fine, in shea Allah.”

The child showed sincerity as well as worry. An expression that amazed Zayn.

“In the Lord, we are all guarded with God. Greetings to Papa, yes.”

“No, Dim doesn't want to say hello to Papa.”

Zayn's heart soared even though Dim's answer hit him again.

Nafisa chuckles.

“Okay-okay. Bye Dim.”

“Mama is also a good one, yes.”

Dim handed the phone to his father. His face immediately seriously showed his authority.

“We go to the beach. Follow Dim.”

Dim swiftly jumped on the bike and then spurred as if he wanted to show his skills.

Behind him Zayn followed while muttering, “My son is really this.”

Nimble, Dim pass through various vehicles. Many greeted him. The child occasionally waves or sometimes nods if the road situation is difficult.

“Then this is very Nafisa, friendly. If I'm a grandson,” Zayn's inner self again.

Before long they arrive at a small beach that is quiet but has a beautiful view.

“Bring chain? Here like something that helps you because it's quiet.”

“Papa bring two make Dim too.”

Hearing Zayn call himself Papa, Dimiko fell silent.

“Sini Papa help.”

Dim handed the bike to his father who directly interchanged it to a pole mounted for cycling visitors.

Unbeknownst to Dim, Zayn coded the guards not far from there to keep watch.

After examining the chain, Dim walked out on his father to the beach and sat down. His hand took a twig and drew on a grain of sand.

“Dim ... Laper?” Grogi, Zayn asked the question that could not be enough at that time because of the location of the beach that there was no merchant.

“If Dim Laper keeps Papa want what? Swim with fish?”

“If necessary ..”

Dim glanced and looked at his father.

“Totally?”

“Papa is never next to you. Although for Papa it is not easy to swim while catching fish, but Papa will try.”

With Dim's tingle even thawed.

“More easily tell Papa's men to buy at the kettling stall.”.

Now it was Zayn's turn to swerve, not expecting his son to know he was carrying a few bodyguards.

“No I pinter, Pa.” Dim knocked on the side of his forehead. His eyes were straight looking at the open sea.

“Papa knows and proud. Dim ... would you like to say what Papa is?”

“I'd like to ask Papa not to take Mama. I don't want Mama to be sad anymore because of Papa.”

While Dim was quietly waiting for his father's reaction, Zayn let out a long sigh.

“Papa is a lot wrong with Mama. Now Dim is too small to understand the real events, but Papa accepts it wrongly. Honestly, there is a desire to try to unite our family. That's what Papa's prayer is now, which is to make amends by looking after you and your Mama.”

“Totally Dim does not want. Dim want to play with Papa, meet Papa, Papa origin is not deket same Mama. That's all Dim wants to say.”

“What and Love? Can they also deck Dim and Mama?”

“All except Papa can't deketin Mama.”

“Okey,” replied Zayn decided to give up.

“How do you feel Dim?”

“Bingung.”

“According to Dim, how can Papa help Dim?”

“No idea, I'm still a kid not yet thought. I just don't want Mama to be sad. You know, my mom never had amnesia. As Dim read, one of the reasons was due to trauma. Dim Seneng had a father like Abidzar and Helmy, but Dim was also afraid his trauma Mama relapsed. Dim's afraid Mama forgot the same Dim.”

“Papa promise not to make Mama or Dim sad.”

Dim was silent. His little hand was still drawing in the sand.

“Love know I'm her brother?” Ask again.

Zayn's hand grabbed Dim, then said, “You're his sister. Love is born first, only a few hours later you. You've found out all about Dim and Mama.”

Dim glanced at a glance.

“Papa pinter too?”

“Alhamdulillah, so be it.”

“Papa,” call Dim.

“Yes, Son,” reply Zayn with overflowing happiness.

“Now Dim is actually a laper. Dim wants to go home. If you are not busy at any time, pick up Dim again at school with Love.”

It could not be expressed in words how happy Zayn felt back then.

“When Papa picks up again. Love would be happy to be with you.”

“We made a pact so the next morning Dim asked to be delivered by Mama and go home with Papa.”

“Ready!”

“Dim. Papa can go home alone, right?”

“Loh, Papa between you, dong. Want to ride a bike or take a car? It's hot too, yeah.”

“Weak,” replied Dim expressionlessly then walked towards the bike.

Zayn could only bite a finger at the behavior of his son who was as stingy as he was. The man invites Dim to race to the bike.

The child who had the short-axis gene immediately took two thousand steps to rival his father.

Unknowingly, they are racing while teasing each other.

“Papa win ..”

Dim's face flushed and gasped for breath when he finally reached the bike parking lot.

“Seru, toss!” His hand hung in the air, as soon as Zayn was about to pat, Dim immediately lowered.

“Gotcha.”

The two then chuckle at the same time. They then ride their bikes back to Dim's house.

As soon as his mother's restaurant was seen, Dim stopped immediately.

“Papa is here. We meet tomorrow. Dim want to kiss hands.”

After kissing his father's hand, Dim returned to casually swoop home. Zayn kept waiting until his son parked his bike and went inside the house.

“Alhamdulillah yes, Allah.”

He called a car with a bodyguard.

“Hot, Sir?” Just a small talk but immediately the bodyguard regretted for life after getting a deadly stare from his superior.

***

A few days later, Nafisa parked her car in the restaurant parking lot after driving Dim home.

His steps stopped to see a man who was busy sweeping the restaurant.

“Bismillaah ..” Murmurnya while continuing the steps.

“Assalamualaykum, Mas.”

“Waalaykumussalam, Nafisa. I helped you clean up, yeah. I saw last night your employees haven't had time to tidy up.”

“Let's be found out Dim.”

“Dim is still in school, if there is movement, my men will notify.”

Dimiko had told Nafisa the conversation with his father in detail. The emphasis on the ban for his father was on Nafisa.

“Mas we have to talk.”

“Yeah, Mas also many who want to be talked about with you.”

The two sat facing. Zayn's heart was beating faster.

“Nafisa, Mas sorry. I have failed to take care of you and our child.”

After a few years, it is undeniable that Nafisa's heart remains pinched considering the events of that night.

“Please don't be sad, Dim will mosquito if he knows his mother is sad.”

Inevitably, Nafisa smiled.

“Dim is the best thing that has ever happened between us. He who made me strong and survived.”

“I hope you have the spaciousness to forgive Mas.”

“Iya, Mas. Sorry Nafi also decided to go that night.”

Both of them were silent in thought if that was playing in their minds.

“Mas, Nafi does not want to break the relationship related to Dim. Only Nafi wanted to draw the line that between us there was already nothing. So Nafi please, Mas take care of all the divorce documents.”

Zayn.

“Is there no chance for me to fix everything?”

“Nothing needs to be fixed again because everything is done. Nafi please, let go, dad. There is no desire to build a household with anyone. Let Nafi focus on Dim alone. And hopefully one day, Nafi can have the courage to meet Aurelie and Milo.”

“I still like to meet them accompanied by Reno.”

“oya? How's them?”

Nafisa's eyes sparkled when she heard the news of her children, but did not respond when Zayn said Reno still loved her.

“I waited for the right moment to tell Dim that he had two brothers.”

“Yes, you have a lot of debt explanation for your children. Don't be too long, Aurelie and Milo miss you so much.”

“Makasi, Mas. Mmm, Nafi should get ready for the market. Requested to be cooked crab.”

“Nafisa .. Thank you for raising our child. Allow Mas to get involved in Dim's growth and development from now on. Mas will also talk to Cinta about this.”

“Sama-sama. In the Lord, Mas. Sorry if Dim likes to shoot. Nurun Father,” reply Nafisa while smiling to make Zayn have to take his eyes off.

“Mas I have to go home grab a shopping bag. Thanks for the Sauin restaurant Nafi.”

“I'll mop too.”

“No need, later even dirty.”

“Eh carelessly. I can mop, kok.”

“Ya .. yes ... yes,” ledek Nafisa while raising eyebrows in disbelief.

Feeling challenged, Zayn rolled up his sleeves and said, “That's your crab business, Dim.”

“Nafi stay, yes ..”

“Hmmm.”

Zayn immediately picked up the bucket and mop, while Nafisa gushed back home.

Unbeknownst to them, once unable to see each other, Nafi and Zayn both held onto their chests to relieve a chaotic heartbeat.

“Eling, Nafi. Focus. Don't look for trouble again,” he said firmly.

While behind the walls of the restaurant, Zayn grinned and promised determination, “I'll get you again, Darling.”

***

“Dad ...” Call Love who can feel the presence of her father.

“Halo, Beautiful.”

“Dad, Dim has rarely played here, huh? We're samperin, yuk.”

“Oh, can. Later in the afternoon, want?”

“Yay!”

“Love, I want to tell you something, can?”

“Iih use it. I want to hold Dad's face ..”

Zayn drew his face closer and grabbed Love's little hand and let it trace because that was his daughter's way of understanding expression.

“Bagooos no longer bete. Story.”

Zayn kissed Love's head and held her tightly.

“Before, before you were born, I was married to someone. Dad loved her very much. One night, Dad made a mistake and the woman chose to leave his life. For months I looked for him, until he finally stopped when he married your mother.”

Love is listening carefully.

“The woman turned out to be here all along, darling. He has a son from Father.”

“Dim?” Guess Love.

Zayn stroked Love's cheek with his index back.

“Dim and Love brother?”

The man does not have the heart to tell the truth that Love is not his flesh.

“Forever you're a father's son and right, Dim is your brother.”

“Ciyus, Dad. Alhamdulillah ..”

Love immediately stood up and jogged as taught Dim. He's laughing in excitement.

“Love has a brother .. Love has a brother ..”

Maryam came out to see what was going on.

“Eyang, it turns out Dim is my brother. Dad, when do we stay with Dim?”

Thinking for a moment, Zayn replied, “It looks like for now Dim is staying with his Mama and you are the same Dad. May one day we get together again.”

“Loh why is that, Dad? Families should be together.”

Maryam took Love and the two of them sat on the sofa.

Gently explained, “There is a big person problem that makes Dim and Mama can not stay with us. But when will Love meet Dim, can kok.”

“Manya Dim ferocious not?”

“Good, surely Love likes.”

“Yaay! Impatient love to the house Dim this afternoon.”

***

Dim was helping his mother set up a restaurant that would soon be operational when he saw some fancy cars coming into the restaurant grounds.

“Ma, Papa dateng. I told you not to often. Let Dim talk again.”

“Eh Dim, Dim, Dim. Yesterday aja. Papa will meet you. Did you meet Papa?”

Dim speechless.

“Seneng, but afraid Papa makes Mama sad again.”

“Honey, Mama will be fine. There is Dim. Loh it's no chick, it's Love?”

Instantly the face of Dim who was picking up was immediately cheerful.

With Love there is Zayn and Maryam.

“Hey, Love!”

Love equal spirit, “Dim. Come on Dad, long time ago.”

Zayn did not allow Cinta to walk alone in an area she did not know, although the little boy had often run away.

“Love! I haven't been to you in a long time!”

“Our team turned out to be brothers. My father said I was a few hours older than you. Hello my sister.”

Dim chuckled then in theatrical style patted his forehead despite knowing Love was impossible to see.

“Wadoooh, have an older brother Mba Cha aja bothered especially now there is Mba Cinta.”

“Should nurut Mba, yes,” said Cinta did not want to lose while fishing.

The two children and all the adults there including Nafisa also laughed amusedly.

“Assalamualaykum Love, this is Aunt Nafisa, her mother is Dim.”

“Waalaykumussalam. I Love. Mmm. I want to call Mother. Yes, pliiiiiis.”

Looking at the innocent face of Love and her eyes staring blankly, Nafisa's soft heart could not resist. But he had to ask Dim first.

The woman sat herself before Love, and took her tiny hand.

Gently he asked his son, “Where, Mas Dim?”

Dim's forehead is wrinkled, seems to be weighing well. A very adorable expression for a child of her age.

“Mmm can.”

“Alhamdulillah, now I have Father and Mother. You also have Papa and Mama, Dim,”seru Cinta with beaming faces.

Love widened her arms and spontaneously, Nafisa immediately embraced. It does not matter that Love is the daughter of the woman who has ruined her household.

In the arms of Nafisa suddenly Love sobbed.

Zayn sat down next to his daughter.

“Honey, why?”

“It feels like being hugged by a Mother. Happy.”

Nafisa tightens her embrace letting Love vapourize happiness.

Tapping Love's shoulders, occasionally stroking it.

“Do not cry over time. I'm the same Mama's not going anywhere. You can come here any time,” Dim cetus with a soft tone.

Nafisa then carried Love and kissed Maryam's regime. Zayn was holding Dim. They go inside the house.

From behind Maryam continued to say a prayer, “Yes Allah, unite them. Slave please.”

That afternoon was a beautiful moment. Because Nafisa had to watch the restaurant, everyone was in the restaurant.

Dim explained in detail the atmosphere of the restaurant that night was crowded as usual to Love.

They enjoyed a nice dinner. Zayn eats Nafisa specialties with pleasure. Like a six-year fast, Zayn got out of control and ordered a lot of side dishes there.

Likewise with Love that keeps asking added Kimlo Egg Quail Soup. Simple dishes but very delicious when combined with Flour Fried Shrimp.

Meanwhile, Nafisa moves from table to table greeting customers kindly.

Although it looks cool to eat but the movements of Nafisa can not be separated from the supervision of Zayn.

Including when the tall man with the face of the men were greeted kindly by the servants.

“Pak Regent, good night. Please login.”

Dino threw a glance looking for the woman he was looking for. His eyes dimmed to see Zayn and his family there.

Nafisa approached and sat down.

“Wah rame today. Zayn Malik family is also here?”

“Betul, Sir. Son and mother Mas Zayn first new here.”

“Mas? Wah directly already familiar,” search Dino.

To avoid slander, Nafisa explained, “Mas Zayn is my husband. Because of a reason we separated long enough even though we have not officially divorced.”

“Suami?”

Nafisa nodded.

“Not has Ibu Nafisa been six years alone?”

“Seven years. That's how I did not take care of the divorce and Mas Zayn turned out to have taken care of the court or dropped talak.”

“According to syighat taklik isn't that including divorce?”

“At this time we have not returned together and have not thought about the next step. Let Dim enjoy his father's presence. Mas Zayn and I have both grown up to determine the steps. Sorry I explained this so that there is no slander.”

“By-good. I understand,” reply Dino covered his disappointment.

“Tonight do you want to order the menu usually?”

Dino took a look at the menu book and closed it.

“It looks like I have dinner at home only. Come, Ma. Good night.”

Dino walked out of the restaurant with her hands clenched.

In the car he gave the order by phone, “Delay all permits related to the resort to be built by Zayn Malik. Create a restaurant Beach Dish deserted customers. Remember, play beautiful.”

Then he ordered the driver to run his car.

Resisting his anger, Dino said to herself, “You must be my wife Nafisa.”

***