The Thorn in the Family

I'm Not a Figurant

“What is this you are begging me mas?”

Answer with cynicism.

“I don't care what Tar is. I'll do everything as long as you want to come back with me. We can re-build a safe, mawadah and warohmah household. Aging together until death separates us later”

“Sakinah Mawadah warohmah what kind of mas do you expect from living with me?” it

glanced at Randi's face and returned a wry smile.

“What has happened to your life with your wife and child? Until you make

talking like this in front of me? What did I not know after my departure? Are you hurt?”

“Tar” Randi holding tightness in his chest. Truly the words of Dance were like a hard slap in front of her face.

“I'm sorry Tar, thousands I'm sorry I told you. Not just me, Mama and Papa too

apologizing for mistakes that have happened in the past. We all regret having done wrong to you”.

“Why should it be wrong? Isn't that all you want”

“Tar, the fact is not like that. The rose lied to us. That woman has already

tricking me follows my family. That baby is not my son. He's Rose's son with the degan

her ex-husband was. He was just obsessed with me and wanted to live with me Tar”

“Truly I didn't lie that's the truth, and now he's

account for all his mistakes”

“Lantas what does this have to do with me? I don't care about Mas” either

“I want you to know the real Tar, I want no more misunderstandings between us. I want us to go back as usual again”

“After what happened so mas. Anyway you've enjoyed for

living with her, you were once her husband”

“And I was once your husband. What's wrong if we rephrase our household mahligai”

“Sorry but unfortunately I'm not interested. I'm not a figure in your story you can only meet when you need to. I'm not a spare woman you can take back when your hopes and your family have been wiped out”

Dance decided to get up from her seat, she was about to leave Randi. But as quickly as lightning Randi grabbed Dari's hand, holding her gently held the woman back from leaving.

“I will fight Tar, to re-tie your heart” her eyes pushy she did not expect if Tari could so firmly reject it.

Dari did not care, he chose to pitch leaving Randi who was still sitting

in explanation.

****

“Mother from anywhere? How come it doesn't look?”

The first sentence was airborne when Tari had just entered her son's room. Apparently

Rama was still there, he was even combing and tidying Risma's hair.

“Bunda is on business for a while, son. How does it feel to be healthy?” Dances

choose to join Risma's bed. At that time the three were in the same bed, where Risma was in the middle of them.

“Already Bun, I'm healthy. How about we just go home today. I'm tired of staying here, I want to go for a walk eating ice cream”

“Try Dad ask yes love your Doctor. If you look at the development

there should be you can go home”

“But if you go home later Dad can not often nemenin Risma ya?”

His face looked into Rama's eyes hoping for hope.

“Of course Dad will often visit princes. Even if princes want to be able to stay at Daddy”'s house

“Really?”

“Iya dear, from now onwards Dad is your Dad. We will not be separated again, whatever happens Father will fight to continue to be able to

with you”

“Together with Mother too huh?” Risma's eyes looked at the two adults next to her.

Risma is too young to know what happened to her parents in the past. He did not even understand what biological parents meant. At the moment he feels only one has a perfect family there is a Father and a Mother.

“Excuse me, how is it beautiful. Doctor check first huh?” a few minutes later

they were joking, the doctor came to check.

“Loh Doctor Rama here apparently?”

“Iya” Her reply with a smile and a gentle caress of Risma's hair.

“This is my daughter, her name is Risma” with pride Rama introduced Risma on

medical colleagues there.

“My daughter?”

Rama's statement made the visiting Doctor and nurse to check on Risma jumped in shock. How could Rama have a daughter this big,

all they know is that Rama is a widower doctor who has been living for a long time with his wife.

“This is my daughter” still with a smile of pride he introduced the child at a decent cal.

“Oh yes, very beautiful pantesan yes you dear. Similar to mama” The doctor

glancing towards Tari, he thought that Risma was the son of Tari, and Rama was in love with her. The son of Tari would of course be the son of Rama if they were married. That's the shadow on their heads. While Rama, the man was willing to explain his story, he just wanted everyone to understand if Risma was his daughter.

“Oh yes can my son go home? He's tired of it here?” rama asked to confirm, although he was also a Doctor, but he was not entitled to take this decision considering he was not the one who handled Risma from the beginning.

“Of course you can. Risma's condition is much better than before. But he must

diligent therapy and control to monitor developmental conditions. Ah I think not good for it, I almost forgot if his father was also a Doctor” as well as Rama's colleagues later.

“Crazy for you, don't say if you have gebetan. Pantes alone all this time very cute with Ratna. Where beautiful really candidate” whispered very slowly to Rama, afraid of sounding Dance.

“I wait for his invitation”

“Prayer bro, is struggling to melt his heart” replied Rama with a smile as he delivered his companion in front of the exit.

Getting permission to go home made Risma's smile widen. He even set

some of the dolls he was carrying, while Dance, the woman was busy to pack some clothes and luggage.

“I take care of the administration first ya”

“Iya mas”

A simple answer that but able to make Rama want to slash floating. Somehow he was so happy when Tari called him “ Mas”

It didn't take long, they were ready to go home. Dari pushed her son in a wheelchair and Rama, who was carrying their luggage.

“Tar, if you will allow me to bring Risma to my mother. This is happy news for our family, after all

we have been looking for him for years. Do you allow that?”