The Thorn in the Family

DNA Test Results

With mixed feelings Rama began to open the paper.  Read it carefully the content contained in the paper.

Determination of DNA profiles using standard methods against blood samples on behalf of Rama Nugroho as the father and hair samples on behalf of Kharisma Nur

Laila as the alleged child.

The scientific evidence obtained by reference to the sample examined, shows

that..

Degs...

Rama closed his eyes again, strengthening his heart and mind to read the test results

those.

Scientific evidence obtained by referring to the sample examined, shows that, the results of Rama Nugroho's father had a match with the son of Kharisma Nur Laila. With

thus it can be concluded that the probability of Rama Nugroho as the biological father of Kharisma Nur Laila is 99.9% suitable.

“Allahuakbar”

“Allah”

“Allah”

Rama cried immediately after reading the test results. His body fell to the floor. It

prostrating for a very long time, her tears were flowing violently. Indifference

the possibility that he may have been missed. His guess all along had not been dashed.

“Risma my son”

“Iya Risma my son, the child I've been looking for his whereabouts. The child I missed was”

“Allah”

“Allah is very good, thank you for bringing us back”

“Allah” he was still crying in disbelief, What a happy heart that night.

“Senja I have found our son” He is still in the same position slumped above

with happy tears.

Too happy to make Rama unable to wake up until the morning comes. He was already impatient to say this to Dari and Risma.

“I have to go to the hospital. I have to go there now. I can't if I have to stay like this for too long”

Rama wiped away the puddles of tears that flooded his eyes. Without a second thought the man immediately prepared to return to the hospital. The morning did not show its charm. Too happy to make him not know what to do, which is in his mind at this time just want to see his daughter.

The gas pedal began to be stepped on at medium speed, splitting the streets that were very quiet at that time.

Rama was silent when he found the state of the hospital was still very quiet.There were only a few medical personnel who were on guard at each ward post. Along the corridor he found no humans there. Rama chose to sit in the front seat

risma's room was waiting for the morning there.

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Chequelek

Like a dance, it will wake up when morning comes. The sound of the chanting of the azan that is mutually unpretentious makes it move from the sofa of the nursery. He wants to perform prayers

congregate in the mosque located next to the Risma nursery.

“Mas Rama?” His eyes fiddled when he found the man asleep in a sitting position in the waiting chair of his son's room.

“Iya” replied Rama with a sigh when he heard the voice of the woman next to him.

“Kok is here? Didn't you come home from yesterday?”

“Sorry to startle you. Has Risma woken up from her sleep?”

Dance shook her head slowly.

“I think the influence of the medicine in his drink, made him fall asleep very sound”

“Tar view this”

Rama started showing her DNA test results with Risma which she had brought with her since last night.

“Mas already opened it?”

Now Rama began to nod his head.

Tari also feels the same way as Rama. He was so worried about the results. Between hoping Risma is indeed the son of Rama and not.

“Bukalah”

 Rama smiled.

Dance changed her position to sit next to Rama. His hands slowly began to open the white sheet covered in a brown envelope.

“Allahuakbar” morning is still cold, Dari was surprised by the results that were there.

“How can Mas be like this?”

“Allah is very good Tar, he brought us back together. Thank you Tar, for taking good care of my son. Thank you for loving my son. Trangm”

Rama's reflex holds the hand of the woman next to him. The two of them were in happy tears that morning. It cannot be expressed by a word what they feel, which

there is currently only a cry of happiness.

“Mother Daddy” heard the sound of a small child whining in there.Risma woke up from her sleep, she found her hospital room empty to make her afraid. Girl

the little girl cried at that moment.

“Bunda”

“Bunda”

His eyes were staring around the room.

“Risma...”.

The man ran to get into the room. His hands immediately stretched out when he first saw the little girl in front of him. Pandan nanar, Rama can no longer hold back his crying.

“Princes..”.

Hay Daddy's beautiful son, thank you for fighting to stay alive until birth. A name that suits you Pearl. Your father and mother have been preparing for that since you were in the womb. You must like it, baby.

Pearl was dead, he had followed Dusk a few hours after the departure of Dusk that time. Pearls cannot be saved, the baby is too weak to survive.

Baby you like this fish, right?

The piece gave Rama's memory some time ago back, when he first snatched and parried his daughter. As she searches for her daughter's whereabouts at her in-laws' house and when she first meets Risma, when the little girl cries for ornamental fish like her friends.

All this time the bond of love between me and Risma was so strong. From the first day we met, and I loved Risma. Because she is my real daughter.

“Dad”

When a beautiful word came out of his mouth.

Rama ran to hug his son. His hands were stretched out with a perfectly fluffy smile on his face.

“Dad”

“Prince”

Risma I can finally hug my son back. Time seemed to be on their side that morning. Rama and Risma hugged each other quite tightly as if they had not been around for a long time

meet. Rama hugged his son in silence, only blissful cries were there. While Risma, the little girl had yet to realize what was happening. All he knows is one, if he misses Rama so much after a day yesterday did not meet the man.

“Im sorry Dad nak”

“Pardon Father who just found you today” the puddles of tears Rama wet the clothes that Risma used.

Dance is in the same position. He stood in the doorway watching all the wonders that were happening in front of him. He also stared at what he saw. Time and time again

rubbing the corner of his watery eyes.

“Why is dad crying?”

Risma chose to break Rama's embrace, her fingers gently rubbing the round of tears that shed on the man's cheeks.

“Dad why?”

“Dad not papa son. Dad misses out on Risma”

“Iya Dad, Risma also missed once with Dad. Father promise yes accompany Risma here”

The little girl said innocently, for a moment both of their eyes stared at each other.

“Iya dear father promise. I promise I'll be there for you”

Rama had no power not to cry, he brought Risma back into his arms.

“Dad? What do you mean all

this?!”