The Son of Mr. Gifari

Flowers Mosque

Gifari couldn't help but feel the swelling in her chest, she felt tight. His chest was as if he were being squeezed by a heavy burden. Sadness, longing and shock mixed into one pounding his heart. He must be reminded again with the face of Anjani. Why did this little girl inherit the beauty of her wife? Is this a coincidence? Did God create the same person at different times?

Gifari smiled happily, he was finally able to bring the little girl near the grave to live with him. He always imagined the face of the Saints after their first meeting buried. The shadow of the tearful face danced2 in his memory. He could not even sleep and thought only of Saints, hoping that the little girl would be his son who went missing years ago.

"We will stop for prayers at the Al-Barkah mosque." said Gifari glanced at his driver from the rearview mirror.

"Good.. It's been in Dhuha time apparently sir, I almost forgot. " Aaron smiled, he was very familiar with the habits of the master who was so nurturing the prayer dhuhanya even if only two rakaat only. The car runs slowly while approaching a magnificent mosque that stands firmly on the side of the highway. White domination background color the beautiful mosque.

"eHhhhhhhhhhh... " Saint wriggled feeling the movement on his sleeping pillow. Slowly2 the little girl opened her eyes, she was so lulled to sleep on her papa's lap.

"Sorry, papa has awakened Saints.. " Gifari stroked her daughter's hair.

"Have we arrived?" asked the girl squinted her eyes.

"Not yet dear, we stopped by?Papa Prayer first. "clearly Gifari, Suci just nodded feeling pleased. He really likes the name of prayer, especially if done in the mosque. The girl's heart grew cheerful beyond measure after exiting the car, and witnessed the beauty of the mosque which became a stopover temple for her papa to pray. The mosque is really beautiful, charming and also the eyes.

"Pa, Suci wants to come down. "sure said staring at Gifari who is now carrying him.

"Why baby? " ask Gifari in wonder.

"Holy want to see the same fountain bunga2nya p-pa. "the girl said still rigidly calling her papa. Gifari smiled and let his daughter's little feet climb the grass that covered the courtyard of the mosque. Suci walked cheerfully through a beautiful garden decorated with fountains. Gifari approached his son who had walked some distance there,

"Holy!" Calling Gifari, Suci turned to his papa.

"Let's go inside son, we pray sama2. Saints sitting in the mosque? " said Gifari, sitting crouching while holding two small arms of Saints.

"But, Suci likes this garden Pa. "saints say moping.

"Yes, after our prayers here sit 2. papa promise. "strictly Gifari, and only embraced by Saints. Gifari instead of not allowing her little girl to play there, it was just too dangerous to leave Saints alone in such a large garden. He was afraid that the Saints would get lost and lost later. Gifari took his son's hand, taking him walking along side by side. The little saint continued to smile entering the beautiful mosque, he was 2 amazed by the beauty in there. The large dome and beautiful calligraphy that love gold make anyone's heart will be amazed.

Gifari started his dhuha prayer with Pak Harun who also stood not far from him sama2 doing dhuha prayer. Since the good change happened to his master Aaron was also infected by the temperament and good habits of Mr. Gifari.

The last little saint was tired too, he put his body on the floor near a large pole inside the mosque. While Gifari prayed, the little girl was busy running around and over, completing her curiosity to see 2 various beautiful calligraphy writings and full of mystery according to him. The small teeth continued to look unceasing2nya he looked so happy. The saint moved forward about to sit beside his papa. It had been ordered by papa to sit near him, only his imagination was too wild and invited to break the curiosity.

"Pffts.. " Little saint held back his laughter, he rose slowly2 and stood up. Mr. Gifari is sitting at the end of tasyahud and soon greetings. The two tiny hands touched the black peci attached to the head of Gifari, fixing its location that was slightly tilted to the right to look perfect as ever. There was a bit of dust sprinkled it, even a small Saint blew and cleaned it slowly. He loved that shady face beside him. Gifari finally finished his prayer, while the small figure faithfully looked over from the side.

Gifari turned to look at Sacred Lamat2, he then stroked the head of the child affectionately while smiling.

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"Pa! The flowers are so beautiful." said Suci gleefully. He had just pulled out one of the small red flowers from the garden. The little girl approached Gifari showing the results of her quote.

"Hmm, sit here... " Gifari patted2 seats next to him. Suci complied and dropped her body on the wooden chair, smilingly looking at the beautiful little flower she was holding.

"Pity? Why poor Pa? " tanyanya plain.

"So soon this flower will be like this baby... " Gifari picked up a flower stalk that had withered to dry which happened to be strewn near the chair. He showed it to the Saints. The same flower stalk that her daughter picked. Suci stared increasingly astonished and confused, he immediately snatched the withered flower stalk from his papa grasp, watching it carefully. There was a sense of disbelief in her chest if the beautiful flowers she was picking would turn ugly like that.

"Why can that be so pa? How can it be like this? Holy pity flower, pa... Why can it be ugly? "

"Because the Saints pluck it from the garden, so the flowers will wither and eventually become ugly like the flowers son. If the Saints want the flowers to remain beautiful, they should not be removed. Let him remain in the garden, so that others can enjoy his beauty dear. "clearly Gifari reviewed the smile, caressing the little Sacred head.

"really? " Saint looked pityfully at the little flower held in his hand feeling guilty, the flower would wither because of his actions. The little saint descended from the chair, staring pityfully at his little flower. He intended to return the flower to the garden, not until it withered. Gifari smiled at the behavior of her daughter,

"This, " (Gifari)

"What is this mas? "(Anjani) stared in surprise

"Of course it's a flower baby, what else?! I picked it up for you... "(Gifari smiles happily)

"Where did you pick it? "(Annec)

"Front door, why? " (Gifaris)

"Mas, you killed my flower... " (Anjani) grabbed a small flower from her husband's hand.

"Darling, why sad? Flowers do function like this dear, picked and given to our loved ones" (Gifari) began to worry about the attitude of the dog that is so sensitive to anything, may be congenital pregnant women?

"But you killed him. Later so withered this flower mas.. I don't want to see you picking flowers anymore. Promise that... "(Annec)

Gifari quickly2 wiped tears that had not been in her eyes since when it had been welled. Seen Suci was running towards him after putting back the little flower earlier. Anjani's speech made him no longer pick flowers since that day.

"Pa, Holy promises never to do evil with flowers again.. Sacred promise pa" said Suci felt guilty, Gifari's speech so imprinted in her heart that the girl was right2 touched. Gifari just fondly stroked the head of his son, then led Suci to leave the mosque garden. It was noon, they had to get home soon.

When going through the stairs of the mosque, Gifari accidentally saw someone he knew very well. Gifari looked at lamat2 The man felt disbelief in his vision. Is this a dream? A man in a shirt with sleeves rolled up to his elbow walked out of the mosque. His face was so calm and happiness emanated from that face. Sacred looks up feeling strange why papa stopped walking? Suci also looked at the direction of his papa, saw a man carrying a small figure who was asleep on his shoulder. Gifari did not let go of his gaze in the least, too surprised to see the scene in front of them until finally their eyes met.

DEG

The man showed the same expression of shock as Gifari, his two eyes deeply saddened society. Gifari threw away her face, trying to regulate the feeling in her chest.

"Now everything is broken, right? We're sama2 losing now! Haha.. "

The grudge that he had tried to bury in 2 now evaporated again, inviting him to return to avenge all the heartache he had been feeling. Not much different from Gifari the feeling of the man was the same, wanting to forgive and make peace with the past, but his heart was not sincere and very difficult to forget everything. If they hadn't been involved in the dark world before, they probably wouldn't have been the same2 lost like this.