
After a long journey, Taqa still feels at home looking at the view of the car and the building in front of him. The handsome boy still faithfully accompanied the mother to drive. Until arriving where Yasmine's car arrived in front of the luxurious house of the Ilyas Hermawan family.
Of course he was not immediately opened the door by the security guard, until when Yasmine opened the window of his car then the same security guard opened the fence for him.
"Mom, why don't you open it right away, the fence?" tanya Taqa was curious.
"Fear not the mother, who came," Yasmine replied as she drove her car towards the courtyard of her parents' mansion.
"MaSyaa Allaah, the house of the great grandmother of Bu," amazed the handsome boy who now leaned his body looked towards the front.
Yasmine smiled. "Yes, are you ready yet, surprise grandma with grandpa?" ask Yasmine.
"Ready, come on ma'am" said Taqa who was now ready to go down.
"Before a while, say thank you dong, we have arrived" Yasmine reminded.
Taqa nodded and said hamdalah, after which the two then got out of the car by hand. Taqa was still looking around the grandmother's house, the little boy was still very amazed.
Until the moment in front of the big white door that was closed the two looked at each other and nodded. "Assalamu'alaikum!" shouted both. Yasmine's hand did not forget to squeeze the bell.
There was a greeting from inside, then in the absence of the big white door.
"Oh my God, Non Yasmine, how are you?" ask mbak.
"Alhamdulillah, mommy's whether you have, right?" ask Yasmine.
"She, Non. Yes Allaah, this is Aden saucy pisan," said the aunt as she reached out as Taqa asked for salim.
Yasmine then took the child's hand to go inside, it felt like she had not been to the place where she was raised. There was a strange feeling when he went there, all the shadows about him when he used to be clearly visible in the mind.
"A lonely grandma's house, huh, Mom?" taqa's question made Yasmine look towards the child.
"yes" he answered briefly. Then once inside, Yasmine told her son to knock on the door of the mother and father's room. He stood far away from there.
Although they often meet, but because it has not been home for a long time so it feels like something strange. That's what Yasmine feels right now. As he stood, he watched the boy knocking at the door.
Once, twice, the door was not opened from the inside. Just sounding like mom. Until the third time, finally opened with a mother's face that was really shocked.
"Masya Allaah, Taqa. Grandma's granddaughter, you're here, son." Radiah's mother squatted in front of Taqa and hugged the man's wash.
"Sir, this is Taqa" said the mother as she hugged the granddaughter. His eyes then found the arrival of the child who was standing, smiling at him.
Radiah's mother smiled broadly at Yasmine and waved her hand to get closer. Yasmine half laughed, then moved her footsteps toward the child and mother, who now had a father as well.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Father, Mother" Yasmine said as she greeted her parents' hands with reverence.
"Wa'alaikumsallam, the story wants a surprise so yes, say-say grandma can not go there, he said Ganteng want to go," so said Radiah's mother took the cheek of the grandson.
"Hihi, it was the idea of mother, Grandma," Taqa replied honestly.
"Let's sit there, grandfather's grandson must be tired." asked Ilyas' father. Although the one his grandson invited, but, who was embraced by the middle-aged man was his son.
"I'm not tired Kek, even really cool," now the boy was sitting next to the Grandma.
Rawiah's mother did not stop wiping her grandchildren's hair, kissing her cheeks, even hugging her so happy.
"Taqa wants to see my mother's room, Grandma" the little boy replied.
Yasmine, who was sitting next to her son and father, smiled. " Why look around mom's room?" tanyakanya.
"Pengin aja Bu," Taqa turned towards the mother.
"Already let it go, come on, Grandma, invited by her granddaughter. He wanted to rest like that" said the grandfather.
Radiah's mother according to once, directly in the hand of Taqa and taken to the second floor, where her mother's room was.
As for Yasmine, once the child had left, he then turned to look towards the father. "What, is there something you're gonna say?" tanyakanya.
Dad frowned, "nothing. Ge-er you," he said. Making the princess put her lips on.
Ilyas' father laughed, "you know best. What has been read this middle-aged facial expression," he said.
"Have read, Dad. You can't lie to people, with the look of the face," said Yasmine who then drank the water that was given by mbak.
Ilyas' father rubbed the child's head, "this is Taqa's request, or your own initiative?" ask the middle-aged man.
Yasmine exhaled slowly. "Taqa, Dad."
Dad nodded, "what he asked."
"Ordinary kayak, Dad," Yasmine replied.
"If you ask others how?" ask dad again.
"No, he said he only wanted to meet his grandfather's grandmother, the same to go to the Jakarta mall, want to know how he said," Yasmine replied.
"We know for ourselves, Yas. He'll never say it directly" remembered the father.
"Yes, anyway," Yasmine rested her head on the father's shoulder.
The middle-aged man simply rubbed the child's head without saying anything. It can be guessed by him, if this arrival is clear because of the wishes of the little boy who always asked him about the father. "Grandfather, why didn't Taqa's father ever come?" ask the grandson every time he is in the grandson's room.
"Taqa's father is busy, son," he answered always.
"What's next, Taqa can I see you? Look," said his grandson again at the time.
"Later on, if you want to say the same mom should slow down. Don't tell me to meet Dad. You know mom's busy?"
At that time his favorite little boy was very obedient. And always asked his father about his grandfather.
Because the picture of the father is in his room, also with someone who said his mother should call with the name of mama. Complete with other grandmothers. That was why he was so curious. Why so many families, but only a pair of grandmothers came. So it is about what is in the mind of a handsome boy named Muhammad Yusuf Taqa El Fatih.
Yasmine just introduced without giving an interview, until finally the child was curious. However, since Taqa had never seen them either, so, the boy did not dare to ask the mother. I don't know, the boy thought the people in the photo were all far away, until he asked to meet his mother's fear of spending money, and make the mother sad because it has to be out a lot of money.
Like when he heard the mother who said, "Ya Allaah .. Taqa spending a lot."
At that time, Yasmine sighs disappointed because she used a card belonging to Taqa only to buy toys. I don't know, at that time he could forget to use his card. However, what entered the little boy's mind, his mother's money ran out because of him.