The Thorn in the Family

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The dance...

Rand...

“Are we going to the store nak?”, Mother's voice from behind the door of their room broke the romance between the two.

“Iya Ma'am, soon, Dance get ready first”.

Now the two began to prepare to go to Tari's bakery, not forgetting Tari brought along Randi's clothes that will be used for change.

Thirty minutes drive to the bakery, sure enough though the weather was quite hot that afternoon but because it was Sunday then the streets were quite jammed. The distance between the house to the store which can usually be taken ten minutes is now up to thirty minutes.

Along the way to the store looks Pure Bude who is unceasingly grumbling because it does not come, Bude complains if his stomach is hungry enough to want to enjoy the cake in the Dance store.

Actually, the Dance store is off if it is a Sunday, or sometimes open half a day depending on the number of customer requests, but usually the store is more often off on Sundays. Deliberately to rest and also Sunday is a special day for the family for Dance and Andika.

Arriving at the Tari store immediately opened the entrance of the store. Bude was so stunned when he saw the efforts of his nephew who was quite large and seemed crowded if not closed. Dance store is quite large, Dance assisted five workers every day.

That afternoon on the storage shelf quite a lot of cakes that were provided specifically by Tari for his family, last night before the store closed, he said, Dari gave orders to his men to prepare several variants of his mother's favorite cake first.

Without the cue and order Bude and Pakde immediately took the cake that they thought was delicious, Tari just laughed amusedly at the behavior of the two of them who were greedily enjoying the cake.

While Mom and Randi were walking around the store, I wanted to see all the corners of the store, starting from the production room, material storage space to toilets and cake display stands did not escape Mother's reach. Mother was so amazed by the achievement of her son.

Unceasingly the taste of joy Mother said to the creator of the sustenance that Allah entrusted to Dance.

Mother also took the time to see the hall of the store that is wide enough to park several cars and motorcycles visitors, parking in the model with a little touch of plants to make it look more peaceful and not arid. There are also several long chairs with tables in front of them for customers who want to eat bread with street views.

Hiks..hiks....

The sound of the cry of the child sitting on the chair disturbed the tranquility of Dance and tried to get closer to the source of the sound.

“Why are you crying?’, asked Tari by patting the back of a girl who is about five years old.

“I'm hungry, can aunty just split a little food”.he replied with eyes full of hope.

Dance was so upset to hear the child's words.

“Who are you son?”. Ask gently and lovingly.

“I'm Kharisma, commonly called Risma”. Her answer with plos and a voice so soft.

“Are you hungry once, son?”.

There was no answer Risma just nodded her head.

“Let's come come let's eat”, Tari took her and brought her into the store. Mother and Randi who saw it looked at each other with many questions.

“Why do you cry? Is the food bad?”,.

“Not like that aunty, but I was so moved this is the first time I ate with a lot of menu choices, every day I slalu through the front of the aunty cake shop, aunty, I can only enjoy the smell that is so good but now I can enjoy this cake”, he replied with what is.

Tari did not feel tears and fell when she heard the child's speech.

“Where is your mother? Who are you staying with?”. Ask Randi who joined the table.

“I don't have a mother, I don't have a father either. Says my mom and dad died in an accident. I live alone”, he said with a sad five-year-old who was smart enough at his young age to have to fight with the rigors of life to connect life.

Dari calls Randi for a moment to follow her, deliberately giving room for Risma to enjoy her food. There are also things that Dari wants to convey to Randi at that time.

“Mas...mas. Dance paused her speech.

“Say darling”.

“Mas how about we adopt Risma alone to be our son”. Tanya Tari who made Randi surprised he looked at Tari more closely then looked at Risma who was eating voraciously. Randi's heart trembled when he looked into the eyes and saw the Risma who was eating. Their looks and mannerisms were so heartbreaking and pleading.

“Well baby, let's ask Risma if she wants to come with us”.

Both of them stepped over to Risma, without them knowing the mother also heard what the plan of the child and his daughter-in-law. Honestly, I'm happy if Tari adopts a child, consider it as a lure, but on the other hand, the mother is also afraid of the origin of the child.

“Risma, do you want to stay with us? So that you don't live on the streets like this. You can call Aunt Mother and call this Om Daddy”. Tanya Dari squatted down in front of Risma.

Risma's eyes glazed over because Risma had not received the love of a father and mother since both parents died. Risma spends more time on the streets, no relatives and relatives who care about the existence of Risma.

Risma nodded her head and immediately hugged the body of Dance.

The sculpting dance, her maternal instinct came out just like that by returning the embrace of the child.

“Who is your full name nak?”, Tanya Randi who also shed tears when she saw his wife cuddle with a small child.

“I don't know, all I know people call me with Risma”. The answer is so plos and shakes his head.

“Alright then I will love your name Kharisma Nur Laila which means light in darkness. Mother and father hope you will be a lamp in the darkness that illuminates our family life”. Said Randi who stroked Risma's hair.

Risma seemed to cheer happily once in a while she also jogged, finally her hope of having a father and mother's family missed already.

***

“What? You want to adopt a child?’, asked Mama Randi and he looks very surprised after Randi expressed his desire to take care of Risma as his son.

“Iya Ma, at least the presence of Risma can make Tari entertained while waiting for Tari” pregnancy.