The Second Wife

Part 117 Muhammad Taqa El Fatih

The smile of a newly born mother looks so wide, she has prepared this name from far away. Because, I don't know, he felt he understood that his son would be a male. Although, every USG he does not want if the doctor will tell.

"Who, Son?" asked the mother again, she was so curious about the name of the granddaughter.

"His name, Muhammad Taqa El Fatih, means the victory of the pious, obedient and diligent Muslim men praying to Allah SWT," Yasmine replied as she looked at the handsome Taqa, who still eagerly sip the source of his food.

"It's good, hopefully you can be a good child" said the mother to the grandchild.

"Aamiin, Grandma. Hopefully I can be a protector of Mother, because after this there will only be me and mother," Yasmine replied as she moved her baby's hand that was not next door.

"Yes, before regaining the figure of a father," said the mother. Yasmine turned to her mother.

"I don't think of anything like that anymore, Mom. What Yayas is important is that now he grows up well and can be a godly child."

"Have, don't talk about it" said the mother with a smile. "You're good after this sleep, you must be tired, right?"

Yasmine nodded, "but I want to sleep with Taka Bu."

"Yes, I'll take care of you here" said the mother.

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Until the morning of greeting, Yahya and Zahra were busy carrying their luggage from inside the house to the trunk of the car. They're both going to the hospital, see their niece.

"All that, honey?" yahya asked the wife who was now walking from the direction of the house while looking down, checking her bag for fear that something was left behind.

"Here you go, Mommy" Zahra replied after feeling that nothing was left behind.

"Come on." Yahya turned his body towards the car, but he stopped immediately because there was a car that stopped behind his car.

"Loh, Mum. It's not Alfin's car, yes" Zahra said as her husband stayed in his place. Yahya nodded.

"We meet first, yes," said Yahya.

"Yes, yes dong Mas. There are cooking guests on the leave," said Zahra.

The two of them then approached the car, just as Alfin came out from the inside and approached Yahya. "Assalamu'alaikum, Mas, Ma'am," said the newly arrived man.

"Wa'alaikumsallam" Yahya and Zahra answered simultaneously.

"More, Al. Early in the morning have come here," said Yahya.

"Yes, but I think Mas same Ma'am wants to go huh?" Alfin felt bad and was afraid of disturbing.

"Yes, but it's okay. Let's talk inside." Invite Yahya while embracing his former sister-in-law.

Zahra also turned the heel, he went back in because there were guests.

Now the three humans were already sitting on the living room sofa. "How, Al. What's up?"

"I want to ask her how she is, Mom? Sorry to just ask, because somehow I thought ..." Alfin's sentence hung.

"He's fine Al, the baby is too. You take it easy" said Yahya.

"Mmm, when does she think she's giving birth?" ask Alfie again.

Zahra and Yahya looked at each other. Code each other by advancing the chin.

Alfin was surprised to see both of them. "Mas, Ma'am, I know it's not appropriate for me to ask about him anymore, but his son is also my son, right?" The man felt something strange about the couple in front of him.

"Yes, Al. Thank God, your son was born last night, boy," Yahya said. He was forced to tell her, because Alfin should have known.

"Alhamdulillah," Alfin gave thanks accompanied by a palm that swept across the face.

"Where, Mas. May I go there, I want to see him, mmm .. I mean, my son," said the man again.

"Mas, why? Try to imagine so I, being in the cinema, blessing with my separation from him, and then parting with the child I was waiting for," please kindly father was very sad. Even her tears are dripping.

Yahya exhaled a rough breath to be honest he was confused. But in the end he nodded his head in agreement that Alfin was coming.

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The atmosphere of the room was so quiet, There was only silence there. Until the man who was with his son asked. "May I, if I also want to accuse him," he told the mother of his baby who was still sitting in bed accompanied by his favorite mother.

"Please" Yasmine replied.

He took the handsome baby who was sleeping from his place. In the carriage with fear and began the man to accuse the child.

Ma'am Fifi rubbed Yasmine's arm. Made the woman look at him and nod.

"Who, his name?" ask Alfin when the Adhan is finished. He was still at home looking at even kissing a little baby who looked very much like him.

"Muhammad Taqa El Fatih" replied Yasmine.

"Taqa, what a beautiful name. Why did you name Muhammad in front of him?" ask the man again.

"Because, his grandfather Muhamad Soyfan, his father Muhamad Alfin," Yasmine replied with a bitter smile.

"Thank you for bringing it into the world. May he be a righteous son, who is devoted to you very much" said Alfin with tears.

"I remember what you said a long time ago, if you would allow him to be with me and Alifa even without you" she reminded Yasmine.

Yasmine nodded, although in reality Alfin would not look at her, because her ex-husband, was looking the other way. They turned on each other.

"But I wouldn't do that. After this, I will wait for the moment where he asked me, please tell him that I am not a good father" Alfin said. Yasmine shook her head in disapproval, she did not want to be like that.

"At that time, I will meet him. If it gets big he doesn't ask me where I am is okay. Because he deserves to do that, he's your son. You are the one who conceived it without me. So, I'm not going to ask for that" the man continued.

Then, Alfin laughed softly. "What time was he born?" ask again.

"Two," Yasmine replied who could not help but speak.

"Just right, the pain in my stomach and waist stopped at that hour" Alfin said.

Yasmine smiled, "really?"

"I told Taka once. If later, when he wants out, let his father feel the pain. Because I've been feeling the pain for a long time, while her father ...," Yasmine's sentence stopped.

"His father was happy, was he?" ask Alfin. He even laughed out loud. "Sake me happy, Yas. Until the pain is persistent, can not sleep every night. We must pray strongly, that the love that is already present in each breath goes back to the beginning. But unfortunately, it's not easy to go. However, because it is no longer halal, then I always try to always forget."

The two exes who turned their backs on each other were both crying. The love they have is great, but what is the power when the heart also says that love does not have to have.

"Yes" call Alfin.

"Hm" Yasmine replied.

"Don't stop me from giving her money anyway, because we want to be whatever our relationship is. I still have to give him a living" said Alfin.

"Please" said Yasmine.

Heart pounding, eager to say that the taste that has often been forced to forget is now again felt. Right what Yasmine did, the only way to forget was to stay away. Because if the close is continuous, not forgetting, but it will be more painful in the chest.

When love is in plain sight, but a large wall becomes the obstacle.

Alfin then said goodbye from there, after asking for help mbak Fifi to take a picture of himself with the child in his carrier. For a memory he will remember.

To be honest, it felt like he was very unwilling to leave a handsome baby who when he fell back to bed, cried loudly. As if telling him to stay and carry himself.

A father's heart is broken, when separated from the adorable baby, who is always in the wishful thinking.