The Second Wife

Part 120Taqa Request

Day by day Yasmine was alone. But, in reality, he is capable and able to. Taking care of the child alone. He will still be a pleasure for Taqa, will be a friend, a friend, and also a mother and a father.

Not felt, the baby that Yasmine tastes just yesterday is still crying when asking for milk, now it is smart to talk, asking everything. Undeniably, living alone with his mother, making the little boy who is now seven years old often ask where his father is.

As of this moment, Taqa was waiting for the mother to finish her prayer. The two of them had just performed the magrib prayer. The handsome boy sat patiently, watching his beloved woman.

To where Yasmine finished and Taqa smiled at her, and it all made the single mother frown in wonder.

"She, what?" yasmine asked the son.

"Mother" said Taqa slowly. "What's up, honey. Just say it." Yasmine approached and clasped her two children's hands.

"But, I promise not to be angry, yes" said the handsome boy.

"Have you ever been angry?" ask Yasmine.

Taqa nodded, "ever. When I accidentally teased Princessa."

Yasmine smiled. "That's because you're wrong. If Taqa isn't wrong, you won't be angry, will you?"

The handsome boy nodded back. "Mom, I'm going to Grandma's house" she said honestly.

Yasmine smiled as usual. Then nod.

"But I can't promise. I have to keep it."

"Mom, I've grown up. I've been seven years, and every time I go to Grandma's house, you just say, 'wait, ' it keeps. I'm bored ma'am" continued Taqa who looked sad. "I'm sorry that Taqa's request made my mother sad" the boy said, looking down at the look on his face that looked sad.

Yasmine took off her hand from Taqa. Then, the woman hugged the child who had been very good to her.

"I'm sorry, mother, too" Yasmine said as she clutched her son. "Later, if grandma and grandpa come here again, Taqa can come there, but sorry, I can't come. You know 'it's mom's job, '" continued the one-child woman.

"If it's not the same mother, Taqa doesn't go there ma'am," said the boy who made Yasmine exhale violently.

This is not the first time Taqa has asked his grandmother. Maybe a thousand times, especially every holiday, he always felt bored because at that time, if not to the park, then his mother will take him to the mall. As it continued, until the little boy wanted to go to the grandmother's house.

The handsome seven-year-old boy always asked his mother. "Mom, don't you feel sorry for Grandma and Grandpa. They're old, cook Grandma the same grandfather who came here continues. When are we going?"

Just this time he asked in person, usually through such questions. Which would normally only be answered by Yasmine with. "Yes, we'll be there."

"Mom." Taqa broke away from the mother's arms.

"If you don't want to, I don't want to force you. Later the mother will be sad," he said when he heard Yasmine's breath.

Yasmine smiled, "yes it is. Next week yes, you are off, mother is also off. But, if there the mother filled the value on the report card is okay, the mother came but the mother still worked," he said which immediately made the child's net sparkle happy.

"Seriously ma'am?" tanya Taqa couldn't believe it. Yasmine nodded and the child immediately hugged her back tightly. Yasmine even got a lot of kisses on her cheeks from the child.

Now, in the big two-story house there is no more Mbak Fifi. She was married two years ago, when Taqa was five years old. And now, Yasmine has also returned to become a teacher at one of the public elementary schools there.

For the problem of cleaning the house, Yasmine is always helped by people behind the complex who leave the morning home in the afternoon, while cooking, she always messages someone who opens a business.

His life is getting happier every day. Accompanied by a good Taqa, who can really make his days happy because his son is not naughty. Yes it may be a fad sometimes, but it is still at reasonable limits as children in general.

Has he ever met Alfia or Alfin? The answer is no. He never went anywhere, his daily life is now only, morning ngajar, afternoon the same child, afternoon ngajar njai in mushala accompanied by Taqa who is also there.

Teacher najai the most handsome boy that likes is Mr. Arya. Yes, because now the salary is set. Arya's son najai, and Yasmine's daughter and Ami's ustazah. As for Gina, she had now gone far away, coming to her husband's place. And ustazah Ami, he is still busy teaching and has not yet obtained a priest.

Until the moment where, the week in waiting is present. Yasmine tells her mother and father that she is leaving. So, he forbade his parents to come.

As for the handsome boy Taqa, he was ready with his clothes and was wearing shoes. After she finished, she helped her mother carry her luggage into the trunk of the car. Of course the light ones. Because if the weight is clearly not allowed by Yasmine.

After all, the beautiful woman who today wears a plain green dress with a matching hijab only then got into the car after making sure everything was safe.

"Are you ready?" ask a mother to the child who is now ready to sit next to her.

"Ready dong" replied Taka.

"Ber-do'a used to be, yes" Yasmine said. Then the two read the prayer and the one-child woman then ran her four-wheeled vehicle.

"Grandmother must have been shocked, ma'am," Taqa said happily.

Yasmine smiled. "Shock and happy. His granddaughter came to his house."

"Yes, really," Taqa really looked enthusiastic. "Oh, yes, ma'am" said the handsome boy.

"Hm, what son?"

"Mmmm, later can not go to the home of grandma Umi and grandma Mama?" ask the boy again.

Yasmine fell silent, then nodded. In his heart said, 'maybe it's time for them to meet.'

"Seriously ma'am, Yes Allaah. Thank you," Taqa rubbed both palms of his hands against his face. "Later to -" The sentence of the little boy then hangs.

"Where, son?" yasmine asked curiously, she glanced at the son.

"No, to the Jakarta mall," he continued to give an answer.

Yasmine laughs. He thought the boy would also ask to meet his father. Apparently not. Just a little, he felt relieved, although later he could have met instead, especially if he knew that he brought the child home.

All this time, he had only shared news with his mother and father. Occasional video call with mom-papa, umi-abi. That is when the child asks.